d settled it around the blood slave's bare shoulders, bloc

n's chest, and he clasped the blood slave's shaking hand, strolli

ed guards poured in, pistols and submachine

oves!" a harsh voice barked

ies hit the ground, hands clamped over he

he entrance, a slow, knowing smirk curling at

head of Heaven Island said with a courteous smile. He was a young man in wire-rim

s brow lifting with faint amusement. "Mr. Stewart, are

Stewart answered calmly, flicking his eyes toward the bald man sprawled unconscious

look sharpening into a silent threat. "You'd better please Mr. Ford proper

and she trembled despite herse

ed her down and subjected her to endless experiments and calculated torm

s, she gave a sma

g in her eyes and quietly shifted

ntist obsessed with research, yet he had somehow become

here had to be a shadowy organization standing behind him, because no

, and Charlie had likewise dug through Mas

he bid that high," Charlie muttered evenly, his eyes l

ged his glasses into place. "So you plan to

tilt her head back just to meet his face. Could it really be possible? Was he actually go

ie locked eyes with Mason, his piercin

kind of money in one stroke, aside from pouring capital i

alone painted Charlie as a merciless figure whose origins no one could truly trace, the commander of a shadow

l, and Mason knew better than to test how

managed to draw Mr. Ford's interest," Maso

her with a sober, unmistakable warning. "Since you now

Charlie took the blood slave by the hand

nd extended it to Mason. "Ten billion dollars.

Mason's eyes as he accepted the ca

reston queried, "Wha

o a refined smile and replied indifferently,

ld ties and pivoted toward the

ewart, you spent five years and went through countless women to per

tay," he replied lazily, his eyes glinting. "I couldn't keep h

even a fragment of Charlie's true background and sti

esearch vanish so cleanly, a calculating smile spreading across hi

vily armed pirate crew roaming these waters. Send them a m