Chapter 927


    Was that man out of his mind?"


    What can''t wait till morning?


    In this godforsaken hour, and in the rain, no less, he came here causing a ruckus?


    "Don''t mind him, Donald assured, “We''ll handle this, sorry for waking you, Mr. rk."


    "No worries,’ rk replied, ncing towards the neighboring room, he whispered, "Be wasn''t woken


    up from all thismotion, was she?"


    "No..." Donald lied, averting his gaze, "Perhaps the storm drowned out the noise...or maybe she''s just


    exhausted and sleeping soundly."


    Remembering all that his sister had been through today, rk nodded in agreement, "Thanks for your


    help."


    “It''s our pleasure to serve you and Be,’ Donald replied with a smile on his face.


    Just as rk was about to enter his room, he added, "Oh, and leave hirn alive."


    Tomorrow, he, Be, and Romeo were set to visit a location that Carol had left behind. He didn''t want to


    attract unnecessary attention.


    Donald paused for a brief moment, and then reassured him, "Don''t worry, Mr. rk, he saved our boss''


    life once.


    We won''t harm him."


    "Saved Be?" rk turned back, "Howe?"


    Donald didn''t expect rk to be unaware of that. He was surprised, and then he exined, “When our


    boss first came here, she was alone and vulnerable. She nearly died...but he saved her. | heard she


    was severely injured, barely hanging on to her life...If not for him, she might have..."


    “Why was she injured?” rk asked, his heart aching, "Who hurt her? Why would they?"


    Donald was taken aback but he continued to say, ‘Our boss is beautiful, and when she first arrived


    here, it was inevitable that some would have ill intentions...wanting to im her for themselves. She


    came here alone, searching for herbs. She had a hard time."


    The whole of Mafia me felt sorry for her.


    rk understood the situation, and it hurt even more.


    Of course, his beautiful sister would attract attention in such a ruthless ce.


    No wonder she hid her identity as a woman and rarely showed herself. When she did show herself, she


    posed as "Mr. Bryant’ to avoid unnecessary trouble.


    "Mr. rk, please don''t tell our boss that | told you about this, Donald pleaded as he was nervous. He


    had no idea that his boss hadn''t told rk about her past, probably to spare him the pain.


    Seeing rk''s reaction made him regret his loose tongue.


    Outside.


    Dennis held a knife to one man''s throat, "Don''t push me to do this."


    “You, you, you, let Arnold go!"


    The crowd was furious.


    Arnold was held hostage, too scared to even make a move.


    “Enough!” One man yelled, "We''ve given you enough leeway out of respect for Be, don''t push your


    luck."


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    "Do you n on waking the entire castle tonight?"


    "| warn you; Be hates being threatened. If you know what''s good for you, let Arnold go!"


    Themotion outside was growing. rk didn''t return to his room, instead, he went to the window


    overlooking the courtyard.


    It seemed like one of Be''s men was being held hostage.


    Donald was anxious, if Be didn''te out of her room, would rk realize that she wasn''t there?


    Thinking that, he urged, “Mr. rk, don''t worry about it. You should go take rest."


    “Arabe...| need to speak with you..."


    In the midst of the storm, Dennis''s voice rang out clearly, “I need to see you..."