Wilbur scowled as he watched Greg leave, disgust flaring up in his chest. Despite not wanting to meddle in the Jonan clan's affairs,
they hade looking for him and Wilbur had no choice but to pray that Madam Marie would eventually reach out to him to talk
about purchasing more items from her personal collection.
At the stime, Demetra and Miyah were in the middle of dinner in a restaurant in Aidementon. Miyah glanced at the plane
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtticket in her hand, setting it down on the table before cutting a piece off her steak to eat.
Despite the two of them having agreed not to discuss the flight, Miyah could not hold back her curiosity and asked, "Do | really
need to leave? Aren't you powerful enough forto stay by your side? Who are you going up against, anyway? Why are you so
scared? I've never seen you like this before."
Demetra, who had never been good at expressing his feelings, set down his fork coldly. "Do you really want to know?"
"Yes, | do. We promised to be together for the rest of our lives, but now you're trying to sendaway," Miyah said.
"It's only temporary. I'lle looking for you the second things are settled," Demetra replied.
Demetra's calmness only made Miyah all the more anxious. She knew what he was like— the more dire the situation was, the
calmer Demetra would appear. This meant that the situation at hand must be a real pickle.
"You still haven't toldwho you're going up against."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Greensource Corp."
"What? You?"
Mivah stared at Demetra in disbelief. She had onlv known that Demetra was one of Greensource Corp's assassins and that
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