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CHAPTER 165: Protection or Ambition?
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My heart aches with remorse as I gaze at Mei Zhou’s lifeless body.I’m now a k.iller, and there’s no way to undo that.“Take her body away from here. And don’t you dare try to betray me again or I’ll kill you too,” I say. Michael nods in fear as he scrambles to his feet. He unties Mei Zhou’s body, then slips it into a suitcase that he finds nearby. Once he moves out of the basement with the suitcase, I check the floor and the walls for any splatter of Mei Zhou’s blood. There’s none, but I don’t find any relief at all. The moment of me shooting Mei Zhou keeps replaying in my head as I trudge my way up the stairs. When I’m in my room, I lock the door and let my hidden emotions pour out. Sobs and tears escape me as I look at my trembling hands. I thought I’ll be able to handle it. But I’m still too soft! I crawl my way to the bathroom, undress myself and sink into the tub. Suddenly, I receive a phone call from Marius. I try to control my sobs, but it doesn’t work. Marius easily
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Hours before midnight, me and a hundred others are prepared. Underneath our shirts are bulletproof vests. We have three loaded guns each with extra bullets, and a knife tucked in our boots. Since the day Hazel went to Adriano, I, together with my bodyguards, train day and night with our shooting and combat skills. That’s why I’m confident with the outcome of this ambush. Doubt has no place in my heart. Before leaving, I kiss my sons goodnight.“Daddy is just gonna go somewhere, but I’ll be back with mommy,” I say.Sammy nods, his eyes fluttering to sleep. Archie smiles, as if understanding what I said.My heart swells with joy whenever I’m around them. But it also aches with regret knowing that they’re suffering too because of our situation we can’t control.The trip to Beverly Hills takes a few hours. Gladly, we make it before midnight.The three-story orange house is now in front of us. It’s atop the hill, isolated from its neighbors.We can’t see much from the inside since its
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