The blonde woman grumbled repeatedly, asionally ncing back reflexively. Who knows if someone was following their speeding motorcycles. Several times, she heard ring horns and curses from drivers ahead of them.


    Gerald.


    “We’re heading out of town,” he shouted.


    “Whatever,” Be muttered, closing her helmet and following the rider’s lead. Half an hour ago, when she felt hopeless and resigned to her fate, she heard a disturbingmotion.


    Not wanting to be disturbed, she chose to retreat under her nket. She could spend the whole day sleeping in this room undisturbed, except for the asional unexpected visit from nd. That man was so damn annoying! Why did she have to encounter someone like nd?


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    nd?


    She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to banish the lingering sensation of nd’s touch from her body. She noticed every detail of her skin, which had a few scratches. Not many, but enough to bring tears to Be’s eyes.


    “nd, you bastard!” she cursed, wiping her hands, stomach, and the visible part of her chest beneath the shirt she was wearing. She didn’t want to wear it, but there was no decent clothing avable. She was certain that nd had provided the paper bag. Be was forced to wear it against her will.


    It took her a while topose herself. Her intention of going to Flown wasn’t to meet nd, let alone share pleasure with him. She just wanted to see Sam, just once, before executing the n she and Jimmy and Gerald had carefully crafted. Be was confident that her offer would motivate them to act promptly. It would be beneficial for both of them, right?


    Unfortunately, Be didn’t expect nd to be at Flown.


    Her burning vengeance intensified. Her eyes were filled with the image of nd, who would beg for mercy from her. She imagined herself sitting helplessly as he received the cruelest judgment. Be stared at him without mercy orpassion, just like how nd had treated her. Yes, she would do that soon.


    But how could she make nd be in the seat of torture while she was the one confined under tight guard? Damn! Her luck was so unfortunate. She should have listened to what Jimmy said. Not to leave the mansion until everything was clear, including Alfred’s intimidation. But she was powerless as she gazed at the Flown building in the distance.


    The building where they first met. It always held a special ce in her heart. Her love and heart belonged only to Sam, but why did he turn away from her? What had she done wrong? After all, three years had passed between them, which was not a trivial matter.


    “Brother, how could you?” she whispered tearfully. Be quickly wiped away her tears. She couldn’t appear weak because nd would surely show up at any moment.


    Themotion grew louder, prompting Be to move closer. Before she could even reach the door, it was forcefully kicked open. Gunshots and cries of pain echoed immediately, startling Be.


    A tall, sturdy man, still wearing a helmet, apanied by several individuals dressed in ck, armed with sharp weapons and pistols, stood there challenging numerous opponents.


    “Let’s go!” he said, urging Be with a half-shout.


    His words made Be blink. Her mind quickly processed the recent events, including the two of nd’s henchmen lying helpless on the ground. They were either shot dead or knocked out by Gerald. Yes, that heavy voice, although muffled by the face covering, belonged to Gerald.


    Be nodded quickly and followed the man’s instructions.


    “Where are we going?” Jack blocked their path with a long-barreled rifle. His eyes scrutinized Be and the ck-helmeted man sharply. He aimed his gun directly at Be, who looked at him in disbelief. Jack wouldn’t do this to her, would he?


    But if Be thought about it, she knew that none of Sam’s subordinates would treat her kindly, especially since they were all on nd’s side. Luckily, Gerald pushed her aside without hesitation. Gunshots rang out again, making Be’s heart feel like it would jump out of her chest.


    Her shoulder hit the wall on the right. Her body slid to avoid the attack.


    “Damn it, Gerald!” Jack cursed, unwilling to ept it. He quickly moved away as Gerald fired a shot. But Jack wouldn’t give up. He was furious with Gerald’s behavior, and this chaos was happening right in the ce where he was guarding.


    Before Jack could pull the trigger aimed at Gerald, another gunshot was directed at him.


    “Protect us!” Gerald shouted loudly.


    Jack could guess that they both intended to escape quickly. Jack wouldn’t let that happen!


    “Do you think you can just get away like that?” Jack aimed his pistol at Gerald, ah… no. This time at Be, who was trying to flee. He didn’t actually need that woman here. Since Be entered Sam’s life, he had never liked her.


    Especially considering her behavior that annoyed him but tried to suppress it as much as possible.


    But…


    “ARGH!!!” The heat he felt right on his shoulder made him lose his bnce. The pistol in his hand fell, including himself, who ended up sitting down. His eyes could only watch Gerald and Be leaving with satisfied grins on their faces.


    “Damn it!” Jack cursed, trying to get up, but the pain in his shoulder prevented him from moving much.


    “Boss!” one of his subordinates said.


    “Chase them!” Jack ordered immediately.


    Unfortunately… it was all toote. The motorcycles they used as their getaway vehicles had already sped away.


    ***[]***


    This two-story house was surrounded by many lush and tall trees. The house’s location was somewhat secluded, with not many people passing by on the main road that connected to the outside world. Why did Be refer to it as the outside world? Since she entered the area outside the Southern Territory, they had onlye across rural areas. Dense forests lined both sides, with houses of residents scattered at a considerable distance from one another.


    It was a perfect ce to hide.


    “Come in,” Gerald said as he took off his helmet. He felt a pain in his waist that he had been suppressing since earlier. When he first broke into Flown’s security, he had been in a bit of a hurry. Besides Sam not being here, he didn’t want to surrender easily.


    He couldn’t underestimate Sam’s men guarding Flown. So when he faced Jack, he truly risked his life. It wasn’t that Sam was merciless towards anyone who angered him. But he needed AnaBe.


    Damn it, that woman was incredibly foolish.


    Why did she go to Flown? She was insane! Didn’t she know that Flown was a ce they couldn’t just visit casually? If the situation were still like the past few months, Gerald wouldn’t feel afraid. In fact, infiltrating Flown was one of his top desires for a long time. But because of the failure of his n with Alfred, everything had turned upside down.


    Damn it!


    “Where are we?” Be asked with a seemingly calm gaze, but she was actually observing her surroundings.


    “You really are an ungrateful woman, Be!” Gerald snorted disapprovingly. He walked quickly into the house where Jimmy was already present. Another one of Gerald’s subordinates was also around thisfortable house.


    Be yawned briefly before finally saying, “I’m really grateful, Gerald.”


    The man just turned his head and sneered, shaking his hand quickly and dropping himself onto one of the sofas. Grimacing because his waist bumped against the sofa’s edge.


    “Are you… injured?” Jimmy asked, barely holding back hisughter. “You’ve been in the headquarters for too long. You get injured out of nowhere?”


    “Shut up!” Gerald grumbled irritably. “Get me the first aid kit!”


    Out of gratitude for taking her as far away as possible from captivity and nd’s intimidation, Be stepped forward. “Let me do it. Show me where it is.”


    One of Gerald’s subordinates looked suspiciously, but since Gerald gave permission, he showed them where it was. Be hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed some other supplies, including a basin of warm water. It made sense that along the way, she felt something warm on her knee.


    However, due to the rush and the need to ensure their steps were safe, Be didn’t pay much attention to it. She herself was afraid that Sam’s men would chase them to the border. Fortunately, none of them followed once Gerald’s motorcycle turned at the southeastern border of the Southern Territory.


    Gerald had already opened his clothes. He grimaced when he realized that his wound was quite severe. He remembered who did this to him, but suddenly, he was hit with a headache. His shirt and sweater were already soaked in his blood.


    “Damn it.”


    “You need a hospital, Gerald,” Jimmy said this time without a silly expression. Despite not liking Gerald’s every move and decision, they had no choice but to work together to bring down themon enemy. It was pointless to attack each other like the day before.


    It wouldn’t change what had happened between the two of them.


    “I’ll contact Paul toe back immediately.”


    “Don’t!” Gerald quickly interjected. “Let him continue monitoring Alfred’s movements. We can’t let that old snake slip out of our surveince even for a moment.”


    Jimmy sighed. “You could bleed to death.” He stared in horror at the wound. “How could you endure with a wound like this?” He scanned the surroundings to find anything to stop the bleeding from this gaping wound. “Be! Hurry!”


    “Yes, I need alcohol. But I don’t see any.”


    “Oh, my goodness!” Jimmy became very frustrated. “Here! Hurry up! Gerald needs treatment now.”


    “Don’t be noisy!”


    Jimmy moved aside as Be approached Gerald, who leaned against the sofa. His face showed signs of pain. His breath becamebored. Meanwhile, Be started to concentrate on stopping the bleeding.


    asionally, she heard Gerald grunting in pain as Be touched his wound. But Be didn’t pay much attention to it. She only handed him a clean towel to bite down on as she poured alcohol onto the wound. Since living with Sam, she had often dealt with the ruler’s injuries at various points.


    Unfortunately, now she was carefully tending to a wound that became Sam’s biggest enemy.


    She began stitching up the wound. Her eyes continued to monitor how the blood flow was slowing down but still made her worried. “We have to take him to the hospital.”


    “The distance to the hospital takes up a lot of time.” Jimmy sighed in frustration. “I asked Paul to contact Jenna.”


    “Who’s Jenna?” Be asked, confused.


    “My acquaintance, a doctor.”


    “Thank goodness. I can only slow it down, but we need much better equipment. Especially for blood pressure. I’m afraid too much bleeding since earlier could endanger him.”


    “Don’t worry too much about me,” Gerald said, trying to get up. Part of his waist was already wrapped in a long cloth, and he felt much better.


    “Don’t be stubborn, Gerald,” Jimmy said, displeased. “Jenna is on her way here.”


    Gerald didn’t want to meet Jenna. Really. But if his vision started to blur like this…


    ***[]***


    Sam growled angrily multiple times. He paced around the ward. Some of his men were receiving intensive treatment there. Two were severely injured by samurai strikes to their shoulders. Others mostly had gunshot wounds around their legs. Sam was sure that Gerald wasn’t targeting the deaths of his men. He just wanted to cause chaos and free Be.


    But… why did Be have to end up confined here? He wanted to ask nd many questions, but the man was busy with Jack in another room.


    “Boss,” a voice he recognized well called out.


    Coincidentally, nd had alreadye out of Jack’s ward.


    “Jack wants to talk.”


    “Don’t you have anything to say, nd?”


    Beatrice, who had been near Sam all this time, didn’t say much. Besides the murky mood of Sam, the man’s face also seemed unapproachable. His hand tightly gripped Beatrice, especially now. Sam’s voice seemed much more menacing than his behavior since leaving the resort.


    “I’ll tell you inside the room with Jack,” nd grinned.


    Sam sighed in annoyance. “You owe a lot to Flown.”


    “We?” nd widened his eyes in disbelief. “You’re really infuriating, Boss!”


    “Is Jack okay?” Beatrice asked, drawing nd’s and Sam’s attention.


    “Don’t worry about Jack, Beatrice. He’s fine. It’s just… um, yeah… I think we’re in big trouble.”


    Beatrice, who didn’t understand, could only look puzzled at Sam’s and nd’s behavior. Just as they reached Jack’s bedside, where the muscr man grimaced awkwardly, Sam’s phone rang loudly. Hugo’s name appeared on the screen.


    “What’s up?”


    “Anne got Be’sst location, Sam.”


    “Prepare yourselves, wait for my orders.” Sam immediately hung up the phone. His eyes shifted between Jack and nd. “Tell me what you’re hiding. How is Be with Gerald?”