"Want more?"Kiran York's cold voice echoed through the courtyard of the Shangri-La Hotel. Compared to the sound of the Volkswagen Phaeton being smashed earlier, this lacked the metallic quality but filled the courtyard with an endless killing intent. Kiran was even more domineering and terrifying.
The patrol officer impatiently waved his hand, saying, "You need to leave immediately. If you die here, it'll affect the park, and we can't explain ourselves."Janice's face turned pale and helpless, but she still looked at the patrol officer, trying to negotiate, "Can we rest here for a while?""No
“Ack!”Kiran York had been fast asleep with his head slumped against the back of his train seat. Suddenly, he woke with a yelp and shot to his feet. He looked like he had just seen a ghost. He was around 180 cm tall and in excellent shape. When he stood up, he looked like an imposing Greek statue.
Kiran gave him several other pills. Then, he got up to continue heading toward the washroom. “My God! Is this real? H-He’s a miracle doctor!” Adrian cried out in shock. The woman and the other people in the compartment felt like they were dreaming. Everything felt just so surreal. The director of
“You’re engaged to someone in the Xander family?” Harold asked while his eyes were fixed on Kiran. Hearing the question, Kiran flew into a rage. “That morbidly obese Snow Xander is my fiancee.”“Your fiancee is Snow Xander?” Harold was ecstatic. He looked at Kiran even more kindly than before. Mea
Delight rose in Kiran’s eyes, but it soon faded away, and he grumbled, “Who would want to marry someone who might die from a heart attack at any moment?”“Haha!” Harold laughed and managed to stop Snow from going berserk with rage. Snow dug her nails into her palms but felt nothing.Displeasure bur
“Sir, aren’t you supposed to be happy to marry such a beautiful woman?” The photographer reminded Kiran to smile when he saw how tense Kiran was. Kiran knew that he was faking his marriage. Snow was helping him. In fact, Harold had very attentively asked someone to prepare new clothes for him when
Snow said nothing and got into the car. Kiran watched them leave. He then stuffed Harold’s phone number into his pocket. It was useless to him. He did not even have a smartphone. He did not even know how to make a call using that device. He was orphaned at a young age, and his master then brought