One of the men dragged Pierre out of the car.


    Thump! Pierre knelt on the ground.


    The man frowned and asked, "What''s the matter with him?"


    “He fought back, so I did something to him." Amur shot a nce at Pierre''s weak legs and casually


    exined.


    “Ugh!" The man dragged Pierre and walked toward the house.


    Amur followed behind them.


    When they entered the house, the man tied Pierre to a chair and took the piece of cloth stuffed in his


    mouth out.


    “I''m gonna kill you!" Pierre yelled angrily at Amur the moment the gag in his mouth was taken off.


    The stabbing pain in his right leg made him realize what Amur did to him after he drugged him.


    Pierre tried to lift his leg, but he soon realized he could not.


    He knew his leg was broken.


    Amur looked at the twisted and ferocious expression on Pierre''s face coldly. He asked for it.


    He chose to mess with Luca and Abel instead of living hisfortable life as the second young master


    of the Mallory family. It served him right for ending up like this today.


    “Shut up." The man who took the piece of cloth out of his mouth thought Pierre was noisy. He grabbed


    Pierre''s jaw and stuffed the cloth into his mouth again.


    “Mmmph! Mmmph!" Pierre shook his head crazily.


    The other man who stood and leaned against the wall asked in azy tone, “He''s still noisy. Can''t you


    just knock him out?"


    “Boss will be here to talk to him soon. Will he let you off if you knock him out?" replied the man. He


    pped Pierre hard across the face and warned him, “Don''t you cause any trouble. Otherwise, I''ll


    poison you and make you lose your voice after this!"


    Pierre stopped making noises and quieted down.


    He was worried that these men would do what he said. If they said they would poison him and make


    him permanently lose his voice, perhaps they would truly do so...


    Not only was Pierre trying to stay alive, but he also had to get himself together to deal with them.


    The man sneered when he noticed that Pierre was no longer making any noises. “Such a coward."


    Pierre kept his mouth shut, but his venomous eyes glowered as he studied the three of them.


    The man noticed that and bent down to make a gesture, showing Pierre that he would gorge his eyes


    out. "You''re Pierre Mallory, right? Do you have any idea those who re at me that way will end up


    getting their eyes gouged out?"


    Pierre immediately looked down.


    It was as though the man''s fingers would poke into his eyes and gorge them out the next second.


    "You''re still unconvinced even if I call you a coward. You''re trash," mocked the man.


    "Hah, how could the second young master of the Mallory family be a coward?" Abel piped in. There


    was a hint ofziness and mockery in his voice.


    "Boss."


    "Boss." The two men immediately stood up straight, turned to look in Abel''s direction, and greeted him.


    Even though Amur was not happy to see Abel, he showed respect and greeted him like how the two


    men did. "Boss."


    Abel gave Amur a dirty look and asked, "What took you so long?"


    Amur sent Abel a message after he sessfully kidnapped Pierre.


    It took longer than he expected for Amur to arrive here.


    "I drove all around the city to avoid the security cameras in the city center. I took the road on the


    outskirts of the city," exined Amur.


    Abel did not say anything. He did notpliment Amur either. He only lifted his head and said to one of


    the men, "Why did you gag Mr. Pierre? How am I supposed to talk to him like this?"


    "Yes, Boss!" The man immediately removed the piece of cloth from Pierre''s mouth.


    As Pierre looked at Abel, who had put on a mask on his face, he mocked, "Haven''t we metst time?


    Why are you still wearing a mask?"


    Abel touched his mask that revealed his eyes. He stared at Pierre disdainfully and said, "Mr. Pierre, are


    you really that innocent? If that was how I looked when I went to meet youst time, why couldn''t you


    find me when you''ve been investigating me for such a long time?"


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    Pierre was dumbfounded for a moment as he met the pair of eyes behind the mask.


    His eyes glowed with malice and mockery...


    Pierre finally found out the reason why no one was able to find out who he was. It was because he had


    changed his appearance.


    Pierre had seen people with special abilities after staying with Percy for so many years. Some knew


    how to disguise themselves and change their appearances. That was why he knew about ways to


    change one''s appearance. However, he knew they were only using different kinds of materials and


    special makeup effects to disguise as someone else.


    If one looked carefully at their faces, one would still be able to notice it.


    When Pierre was in doubt, he recalled the time when he met Abel and had a closer look at him. He did


    not notice any ws on his face. Hence, Pierre was willing to believe that it was his real face. It was just


    that he was good at hiding his identity.


    However, Pierre did not expect Abel to have changed his appearance at that time...


    Abel touched his mask and said, “If I wasn''t in a hurry, I could show you some of my other faces."


    “What the hell do you want from me?" Pierre asked unhappily. Even though he was in such a situation,


    he still wished to rip the man in front of him apart.


    He had been fooled once, and now twice.


    The man in front of him was as detestable as Percy and Luke!


    Pierre was well aware that the man in front of him was much scarier than Percy and Luke.


    "Nothing. It''s just that I heard you''ve been trying to find out my identity. Didn''t I tell you not to


    investigate me? Otherwise, you''ll have to suffer the consequences." Abel lowered his voice and leaned


    forward all of a sudden.


    A ghost mask suddenly came close to him.


    Pierre could feel his heart skip a beat.


    He was frightened by Abel''s sudden movement.


    The hideous expression on the ghost mask and the fangs that looked real almost made Pierre think


    that he had run into a devil.


    After Pierre came back to his senses, he could not help but feel annoyed for being startled by such a


    trick. He was not a three-year-old kid!


    "Haha." Abelughed recklessly as he caught a glimpse of the fear that shed across Pierre''s eyes.


    "The second young master of the Mallory family was startled by my mask. Is my mask that scary?"


    No one answered.


    Pierre looked down. All he had in mind was anger, resentment, and chagrin.


    "Is it that scary?" Abel turned around and looked at his subordinates.


    "Not at all, Boss. He wasn''t frightened by the ghost mask, he was overwhelmed by your aura." One of


    the men sucked up to Abel.


    Abel enjoyed being praised that way.


    Then, he turned around and looked at Pierre. "Do you still remember?"


    "Yes." Pierre shut his eyes. Even though his eyes were shut, some images in his head became even


    clearer when he was unable to see.


    If he could go back in time, perhaps he would not have lost. He would never have started investigating


    Abel at this critical moment either.


    Everything was messed up at the time.


    If it were not for Percy, he would not have to hide at Oswald''s ce. Given the high security at Mallory


    Manor, there was no way the man in front of him would have kidnapped him.


    Everything happened at the same time, and it was all messed up. He was in dire straits, and he was


    out of luck.


    "Then why are you still investigating me?" Abel deliberately asked. Then, he answered the question,


    "Oh, I know why. You''re the second young master of the Mallory family. Whom have you lost to? You


    must be mad at me for taking such arge sum of money, but that''s how business works. How can I


    refund the money to you since we''ve made a deal?"