MONSTER

A dark and gloomy expression hung on Zaire’s face, his jaw clenched and his veins throbbing. He strode into the mansion in a fast stride, a cold aura exuding from him.

In the living room sat two impeccably handsome men in their early twenties with otherworldly bearings. There is a noble, cold, and elegant aura exuding from the two, revealing that they are from the upper class.

“Hey, so shocking!” A playful masculine voice immediately resounded in the mansion as soon as Zaire stepped into the living room.

Quist has the impeccable, typical handsome face of a playboy. He has black eyes, a long and pointed nose, thin lips, a chiseled jawline, and a sharp figure. He’s currently in a dark blue suit.

Quist clapped his hands together and beamed indifferently at the dark-faced Zaire. “You don’t expect we’ll be here, do you?” He playfully threw

Quist stood up abruptly from the sofa and grabbed his chest with a feigned sad expression. “Hey, young master Zaire, how can you do this? We are your