Chapter 68: Driven By Greed

The leading man also lit a cigarette, and in the glow of the lighter, the scar on his face appeared even more terrifying, like a sinister, crawling creature. Imani took one look and was so frightened that she clutched Adonis' sleeve. Adonis gently patted the back of her hand, signaling it was fine. Holding his cigarette, the scar-faced man asked, "You're Adonis?" Adonis slowly took off his suit jacket. "Why waste words? Are we doing this or not? If not, I'm leaving!" A man, gripping a steel...