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Draco smiled bitterly and followed him in a distance.
He had only found out that Zeke and his true boss, Rosie, were acquaintances.
Moreover, Rosie had asked him to poison Mr. Quin in order to protect him.
This young man is rather sophisticated.
Zeke led him to the restroom. After making sure no one was around, he asked, “Have you poisoned Mr. Quin yet?”
Draco shook his head. “There isn’t an opportunity yet. There’ll only be one when Mr. Quin goes into the ring.”
Zeke nodded then looked at the spot behind him in surprise. “Rosie, why are you here?”
Draco hurriedly turned to look, but there was no one behind him.
Without hesitation, Zeke chopped him in the neck.
Draco’s eyes rolled and he passed out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZeke dumped Draco into a utility room and locked it. He sneered, “Why do I need to poison a minor nuisance?
You’re all looking down on me.”
He then walked to the basin to wash his hands.
Yet, he did not expect to encounter Mia there.
When Mia saw Zeke, she panicked. Her eyes were looking everywhere but at him.
Zeke knitted his brows. “Mia, why are you here?”
She mumbled, “I- I’m here to see what’s going on.”
Zeke questioned, “That’s all?”
Mia swiftly nodded. “Yes.”
Zeke looked at her from head to toe. Then, he quickly took out a piece of paper from her pocket.
“What is this?”
The color drained from Mia’s face as she tried to snatch the paper back. “Give it back to me now.”
With one hand stopping Mia, Zeke unfolded the paper with his other hand. It was a servitude contract.
On the contract, it was written, If Mr. Quin spares Zeke Williams’ life, I will serve Mr. Quin until the end of my life.
It was evident what Mia was trying to do. Later, when Zeke was on the verge of death, she was going to use this
contract to save his life.
Instantly, Zeke took out his lighter and burned the contract. “You silly girl, aren’t you a little too dumb? Don’t worry
about me. The one dying today will be Mr. Quin, not me. Go back to your seat. Take a photo of my cool pose later as
a souvenir.”
Zeke had just left when Mia took out another servitude contract from her pocket.
Knowing that Zeke would not approve of her plan, she had prepared two copies of the same contract.
Her eyes reddened as she looked at Zeke’s retreating figure. “Mr. Williams, I can’t be your wife in this life, but I’ll
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmake sure that you’ll be safe, and I will keep myself intact for you.”
She had made a decision. After selling herself to Mr. Quin, she would take her own life. She would never let him lay
a finger on her.
By now, the Ferrymen of the Dead had arrived, and they found him. “Zeke, go and get some rest at the backstage.”
“Okay.”
With that, the three of them went backstage.
With apologetic looks, the two said to him, “Zeke, we were too weak. That’s why you have to deal with Mr. Quin
personally. We are feeling guilty about this.”
Zeke patted their shoulders. “There is no need to blame yourselves. You guys are already very impressive to be this
capable at such a young age. I’m sure when you’re around Mr. Quin’s age, you’ll be even stronger than him.”
The two nodded solemnly. “Zeke, don’t worry, we’ll do our best.”
Right then, cheers came from the outside. “Welcome, Mr. Quin!”
Soon, Mr. Quin entered the room with Zachary and Sim.
This was the first time the two had met.
It was a meeting of two strong men, and the atmosphere was tense.
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