"No law states that I can’t leave injuries on you," Maverick said before he let three more bullets into Damien’s body. He made sure to avoid the vital parts.
With five bullets living inside Damien’s shoulders and legs, he staggard back and sat on the pink couch.
Before falling, the back of his leg accidentally hit the dead Mulan. Damien glanced at her with annoyance. She was lying in her pool of blood, pumping out from her temple.
"Chaos," Damien shifted his gaze back to Maverick. "You broke my rule. If you don’t kill now, I’ll make you suffer more when I get well."
"Get well first," Maverick replied and turned around to leave.
"Jeslyn..."
Maverick paused on his steps but didn’t turn around.
"She is gorgeous. Give her to in exchange for..."
"Bang!" A bullet brushed past Damien’s ear.
"Hahahaha..." Damien laughed maniacally. He could feel the blood on his ear trailing down but because his shoulders were shot, he couldn’t touch his ear. "I know you respect won a lot, did you have to shoot for that?"
Although he was hurt and was supposed to be growling in pain, Damien was doing the opposite. He looked like soone who wasn’t feeling pain at all but rather he looked crazy.
Maverick turned around and walked out.
After Maverick left, Emilee walked in to see Damien’s white shirt stained with blood. She lowered her gaze and saw the half-naked Mulan lying in her own blood.
Without saying anything, she walked towards Damien and made a call for their n to co in. Two n in black hurried into the room and helped Damien off the chair.
"That bastard won’t let get proper treatnt, send to the island." He said to Emilee while smiling.
"Yes, boss," she replied.
"Don’t call boss," he bead at her.
Emilee discreetly rolled her eyes. "Yes, Damien."
Emilee is the only mber Damien allowed to address him by his na. Their relationship is a bit complicated so, nobody could tell if they were more than an employee and employer.
He nodded faintly, "that’s good. You are coming with ," he said to her.
...
Country A...
Jeslyn got down from the private plane she entered and shielded her face from the dazzling ray of sunlight.
Jeslyn was still in shock. She couldn’t believe she narrowly escaped death. She and Pink had entered F2220’s first class however, Pink was inford of a suspicious movent inside the plane, so they changed out of their clothes and ca out dressed like flight attendants.
Who would have expected that the plane would be bombed?
After the incident, Jeslyn didn’t board the private plane imdiately but waited for the terrorists to be caught before they took Maverick’s private plane and left.
"Little bunny, the cars are here," Pink called Jeslyn’s attention to the three black cars parked a distance away.
Jeslyn nodded and headed towards the cars while Pink followed behind with Blue carrying their luggage.
"A hotel has been booked for you," Pink said.
Jeslyn glanced at her and sighed. "I have a glass house which my grandpa bought for my last birthday. It wasn’t registered in my na and no one..."She paused and thought about Ray but imdiately shook her thoughts off.
Ray knew about the houses she had, but he had never gone to her glass house before so he might not know about the residence. Jeslyn thought.
"... No one knows about the house. I’ll stay there."
Pink glanced at Jeslyn’s side profile but said nothing.
"Cancel the reservation," Pink commanded, and Blue hmd.
anwhile, Valen was seen standing by the entrance of the big mansion. A black car drove into the compound and stopped at the parking lots.
Valen waited a few more minutes before his father walked to him.
"Where is Jeslyn’s?" Valen asked with a dead tone. His eyes were red and his hands were balled.
"Why?" Maverick asked with a raised brow.
"She–" Valen stopped talking and looked up at his father. Seeing his expressionless face, Valen’s heart skipped a beat.
"Sh– she– isn’t dead, right?" His voice broke.
"You hated her, didn’t you?" Maverick answered nonchalantly.
"F*ck hate!!" Valen yelled. Hate? When did he hate Jeslyn?!
The child’s anger was starting to show on his calm face but he still tried to maintain his reasoning.
"You didn’t speak with her before she left," Maverick probed.
"She–" Valen shifted his gaze to Code 2 who was walking over and asked him instead: "Where is Jes– Your boss’ wife?"
Code 2 stood straight and bowed slightly from his waist. "Little master, I’m not sure what the–"
"You are lying!" Valen roared before he turned and ran into the house.
Who said he hated Jeslyn? Valen was mad at her because he didn’t see her when he woke up this morning. She had promised to stay by him until he woke up but she lied.
When he woke up, he saw her wearing his dad’s shirt with red marks on her.
Valen’s anger grew bigger, thinking his father bullied Jeslyn. Then she ca into his room and told him she was leaving. That only added fuel to the fire of rage burning inside of him. How could she?!
Worse of all, he had the thought to leave with her but she left alone without caring to co back to check on him.
Jeslyn did sothing unforgivable. He wasn’t intending to forgive her anyti soon but unfortunately, sothing devastating happened.
"Jeslyn... I do not accept your death!" Valen yelled and fell on his bed, weeping.
The door clicked open after a while and Maverick walked in. He was stunned to see the tears running down his son’s face. It had never happened before.
"Mulan is dead," Maverick broke the news to him, thinking that was his reason for crying.
Valen froze for a mont before he answered: "You killed her."
"She deserved it," He replied.
"She was my nanny," Valen answered with a frown.
"She was a bad nanny."
"And Jeslyn? She’s worse!" Valen’s face turned fierce.
"Sort your issues out."
"She’s dea–" Valen’s eyes widened in alarm before a smile found its way to the corner of his lips. "Dad!" The excited Valen pulled on his father’s black suit.
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