章節 98: The Cabal Strikes Again

Inside a room, a tall man with orange, spiky hair sat in front of a desk with his hand clenched into a fist.

He was on the phone with someone and judging from the expression that he had on his face, the discussion was upsetting. His hand was clenched into a fist, and he wore a stern look on his face.

The tall man with spiky was the famous Vincent Walker. And after a few seconds of listening to what the person on the other end was saying, Vincent's loud voice rang out.

"I asked you to do one thing, and you screwed it. You should keep your mouth shut because if anyone ever finds out that I was involved in this with you, consider yourself done for."

Bang!

A second after Vincent spoke, the room door was slammed open, and two figures stepped into the room.

When Vincent saw the two that had just entered the room, his eyes twitched, and he abruptly stood from his seat. He flashed a rough smile at the three of them and then said.