All Chapters of Reborn for revenge: Mr.Smith Can you handle it?: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

At the crack of dawn, before the sun had even risen, an individual stood atop a building, their body partially concealed by bandages and adhesive plasters. Stephen was wide awake, gazing at the horizon where the sun's golden streaks gradually appeared. Breathing in the morning air, his frayed nerves slightly relaxed. Looking at the boundary separating the forest and the city, he realized he had already spent four years there. ‘How fast time has passed,’ Stephen chuckled in amusement. For four years, he had been living in the city under the identity of the Capital Hospital’s director. At 48 years old, he was still going undercover for the sake of the revolutionary army back in Udyous. However, with how things were progressing, he had to return to the headquarters before taking any action. A figure walked up to the roof and stood some steps away from him. The platoon leader called out to him, interrupting his thoughts and bringing him back to reality. "Chief, we're all ready," the

“But-” Levian’s grandfather was worried about her leaving the hospital premises even if she was going to be accompanied by Roy. Who knew what new danger would be waiting outside for her? “Grandpa,” Sherry gently squeezed his hand in reassurance and nodded, “I have to go…I will be careful.” This was something she had planned the moment Levian had gone into surgery. Preparations had been made and now that she knew Levian was safe and recovering, she could finally execute it. “Take more people with you then,” Levian’s grandfather pointed at a few of the trustworthy agents, and motioned them to come forward. “I will be at ease if they are with you.” Sherry sighed helplessly, watching in disbelief how her solo outing suddenly ballooned to nearly 10 people. She didn't want to attract any unnecessary attention, especially not with a convoy of black cars filled with men in black suits and guns. However, she could not reject the kind gestures of the old man either. ‘As long as I can stick

Sherry closed her eyes and took a deep breath, clearing her mind. "They deceived me before," she said, opening her eyes. "Now, it's my turn to unravel all the lies they had wrapped around me.""Miss, any idea how we're getting in?" Roy asked, his brows furrowed as his eyes darted around the door in confusion. Sherry's uncle and aunt couldn't enter the rooms in this wing. It was because they did not have the key and, they simply couldn’t break down the door. Sherry blindly trusted them, so she would have handed it over ages ago if she had the key, no questions asked.“We aren’t going to break the door, are we?” he asked nervously. Sherry turned to look at him as if she was looking at someone stupid. Without bothering to reply to him, she took off the cover of her phone. "I-Is that?" Roy's eyes widened in astonishment as he caught sight of a gold-plated key hidden within the phone case. “Yes,” Sherry finally spoke. “It’s the master key of this villa.” “Ah-” she added. “I could have

The silence between Bella and Sherry dissipated when four black cars came rushing and came to a halt right in front of them.‘Now who the fuck are these pests?’ Bella squinted her eyes in annoyance at the entry of the unexpected guests…pretty much forgetting the fact she was an uninvited guest over there. Simon and the other men stepped out in a rush. They immediately caught sight of Bella standing opposite Sherry. Friend or foe? Did not matter. The agents moved quickly, forming a protective semi-circle around Sherry, their eyes fixed on this unfamiliar lady.“Roy, what’s going on here?” Simon asked. Although the girl looked frail, she had an overwhelming aura of hatred surrounding her. He quickly turned to Sherry and asked, “Are you alright, Miss Sherry?” Sherry smiled assuringly and waved her hand in the air, “I am alright Simon…She is well, and acquaintance.”Roy motioned to Simon to calm down as the situation was under control. Bella’s gaze flicked between Sherry and the grou

“Time to head back,” Sherry murmured as she helped Levian to his feet, her other hand reaching down to gather the scattered documents that Malfoy had left behind. “It’s almost finished,” glancing at the nearly empty IV drip, she added, “You should get a new one.” “Sherry…” Levian hesitated as he called her name. “Hmm?” Sherry hummed gently and raised her head to look at him. “Let’s go home. I don’t want to stay here any longer.” The hospital, with its sterile walls and constant smell of antiseptic, stirred up too many bad memories. He despised it all— the medicines, the doctors, the endless checkups. But if it was so difficult for him, he could only imagine how much worse it was for Sherry–to be constantly reminded of her nightmares. “But–” Sherry started to protest. He was weak and needed to rest more. “No buts.” Levian cut her off firmly. He had made up his mind. “We’re going back.” A soft smile tugged at his lips. “Besides, I have a personal doctor to take care of me.” “Eh