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Chapter 15

At sunset, Felix stood near a café in Avesburgh. He waited by the roadside for someone to pick him up.

He was in quite a good mood now. He was clad in white from head to toe, including a pair of snow-white shoes.

"The old man definitely did this on purpose," he muttered.

This attire was Gerald's requirement, as a distinctive mark for recognition. He strongly suspected it to be a prank Gerald was pulling on him, but he ultimately had no choice in the matter.

Since the Miracle Card was still in Avesburgh, it had to be the one he handed to the little boy. Its reputation and immeasurable value had to have made it an easy sell. It didn't take long at all for it to change hands.

As he pondered this, a Mercedes S500 pulled up to him. The driver's door swung open, and Ivan stepped out of the car.

He scanned his surroundings and reluctantly locked eyes with Felix.

"Felix Zeller! What are you doing here!"

As per Winston's instructions, Ivan was here to pick up someone dressed entirely in
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