Chapter 135
Author: Lamina
last update2025-07-25 23:11:48

Damian’s reaction gave him away. His fingers dug into the armrest, his eyes widened just a fraction, and his throat moved as he forced a hard swallow.

Then his jaw tensed up, and for just a moment, that confident act he was putting on completely cracked.

He looked away quickly to pull himself together, before finally meeting Ethan's stare again.

He quickly recovered, shaking his head. “What nonsense are you spewing? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The Ghost had been very clear in his instructions: never admit to having support from anyone, and never reveal to Ethan that he knew who he was.

Ethan studied Damian’s face for a long moment, then leaned back with a satisfied expression. “I won’t push you to spill the Ghost's identity."

His voice dropped to a menacing whisper. “But you should know that you’ll never be able to defeat me. And you should relay this message to your master—the Ghost—that I will very soon discover his true identity. When I do, both of you will regret eve
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