Chapter 1089
Scattered chairs, overturned tables, and shattered glass from the back window completed the chaotic scene.

Andrew's eyes sharpened as he stepped toward the staircase and barked coldly, "Come out."

After three seconds, a masked man stepped into view at the bend of the stairs. He was holding a gun in one hand, a combat knife sheathed at his waist, and eyes sharp as a hawk's.

"You noticed something was wrong, but instead of running, you walked right in like you owned the place. You must be re
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