Chapter 038
Author: BOSSSESamaaaa
last update2025-12-21 08:19:28

After some light conversation, Lein drove Ryan home.

The car moved slowly through the city streets that were still very crowded and busy.

Ryan sat in the passenger seat with a face still full of worry. He looked at Lein with a serious gaze.

"Lein, I'm serious. Don't do dangerous things. Brandon isn't an ordinary person. His family has connections everywhere. If you go against him, you could be the one who gets hurt."

Lein smiled thinly, still focused on the road ahead.

"Don't worry, Ryan. Tonig
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