novelraw Chapter 144: Mysterious Opponent
Chapter 144: Mysterious Opponent
Summer Monroe looked Damian Knight squarely in the eyes, her gaze unwavering.
Damian Knight’s brow was stern and cold, his pupils reflecting the firelight.
Silently, it seemed as if the two were clashing amidst the raging flames.
Finally, Damian Knight couldn’t withstand Summer Monroe’s stare any longer, and turned his eyes aside, saying, "Fine! Ten minutes, you need ten minutes, I’ll give you ten minutes!"
Wasting not a second, Damian Knight immediately took off his jacket and placed it over Summer Monroe, then turned again toward the corner where the flames blazed fiercely, continuing his desperate attempt to extinguish the fire.
Even if he died here, he was determined to earn these ten minutes for Summer Monroe.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Summer Monroe covered her nose and coughed twice, then quickly returned to her previous position to continue searching for the terminal that controlled the smart door.
Her gaze was focused and resolute, even as the relentless fire surrounded her.
Faster, even faster!
She must not betray Damian Knight’s trust; she had to get him out!
During breaks in fighting the fire, Damian Knight occasionally looked at Summer Monroe with concern, seeing her standing straight as a ruler, the firelight casting her snowy skin in gold; her mere profile was breathtakingly beautiful.
The expression in Damian Knight’s eyes deepened, and he turned back to fighting the fire.
While battling the flames, he tried opening the window, but it had been sealed shut and wouldn’t budge.
The terrible truth was, the windows were made of the same material as the main door — they wouldn’t burn, and they couldn’t be broken.
It was clear that the person aiming to kill him had long planned this out.
Damian Knight had been plotted against by that guy multiple times, knowing his treacherous nature, but he hadn’t expected him to be vicious enough to want so many to die with him.
Utterly depraved and devoid of humanity!
...
The West Coast.
A private island perpetually encased in a world of ice and snow.
A noble man wrapped in a silver fox fur coat sat in a dimly lit room, fixated on the fiercely burning logs in the fireplace.
With long fingers, he casually grabbed a log and tossed it into the fireplace with precision.
Burn, burn even more fiercely...
He curled his thin lips into a sinister smile, his jawline sharp and defined.
But just then, the door abruptly opened.
The silence was broken, and the man furrowed his brow with displeasure, looking toward the door.
The lights inside were off, the light from outside only illuminated the lower half of his face, yet even with just this part visible, it was still clear enough to show an exceptionally stunning visage.
"What is it?" the man spoke, his voice a deep, pure Britton accent.
The person who entered was breathless, saying, "Finally found you! I said you’d be at the old house, but Jero insisted you’d gone hunting with several wolves, led me to search around endlessly..."
The man impatiently tapped the floor twice with his toe and said, "Get to the point."
"Oh, right!" the person smacked his head and said, "Jero wants you to hurry over, says the server was hacked, and the intruder’s IP is from Stanton Tower back home, where we laid the ambush..."
The man immediately stood up; before the other person could react, he felt a gust of wind as the man disappeared from sight, leaving only a trail of hurried footprints in the snow.
"Duke, wait for me!" the person quickly donned a hat and chased after him.
A few minutes later, the man arrived at a medieval-style castle.
He headed straight for the basement and eventually entered the innermost room.
Upon entering, he was immediately hit by the strong smell of instant noodles.
The man lowered his eyes, spotting the instant noodles spilled on the floor, and the blond man, covered in noodle remnants but too busy to clean himself.