"I wouldn''t dare... Even though the ne is appealing, I fear I might board it alive but not return the


    same way!"


    "Come on, Justin. No one knows better than us how loyaln is to you. Are you really getting upset


    over a ne?"


    Be''s slender fingers traced the sharp line of Justin''s jaw as her voice yfully lifted and her eyes


    curved like crescent moons. She looked regal and had an almost queen-like arrogance. "For your


    birthday this year, I''ll get you one that''s even better than the Iverson snake''s. How about that?"


    Damn! One would almost drool with envy!


    Purchasing private jets as gifts was expected of the daughter of Hatchbay''s wealthiest family.


    Justin''s eyes widened slightly, and he grabbed her delicate arm firmly, his expression serious. "Be,


    I''m your man, but I''m not one to live off a woman. If anyone should be giving gifts, it should be me."


    "Pfft! What are you thinking? There''s no such thing as ''yours'' or ''mine'' between us. Money is nothing


    compared to our love."


    The domineering deration from the heiress left Ryan andn green with envy.


    They might not be the type to rely on anyone financially, but every man would desire luxury cars, big


    tanks, or giant airnes.


    Justin gently shook his head, and a wave of sorrow surged in his heart. "Be, you don''t have to give


    me anything else because you''ve given me plenty. The gifts you gave me back then filled up an entire


    room. Every time Ie home, I go into that room and look over each item many times, touching them


    over and over again."


    Back when Justin lost Be, he behaved like someone obsessed with inanimate objects.


    He would often find himself hanging around in that room, unable to leave, and would sometimes even


    spend the night there. The ordinarily calm Justin, hidden from the view of others, resembled a lovesick


    lunatic, unhinged and wild.


    Be stared deeply into his eyes, her faceposed, and her hand softly caressed his cheek, though it


    shook slightly.


    "What more could I possibly need? You''re the greatest gift I''ve received from God." Justin reiterated


    this romantic sentiment, each repetition as heartfelt as the first.


    "You silly boy..."


    Be did not borate. Instead, she opted to rece a thousand words with a kiss.


    "Ahem, maybe I''m just too much of a straightforward guy to understand this kind of romance. But does


    anyone else think it sounds a little creepy" Ryan thought of Justin doting on the items Be gave him


    and got goosebumps.


    Just then, the sound of footsteps thumping rapidly approached them.


    Yasmin sprinted down the stairs, straight toward Ryan.


    "Young Master! Our men found Maxwell!"


    "What?! They found Maxwell?!" Be and Justin simultaneously sprang from their seats. Their


    expressions of excitement clearly reflected their bond.


    After searching the entire city for so long, the viin finally surfaced. Ryan was so agitated that he was


    almost incoherent. "W-Where is that bastard now?! Did our men not catch him?!"


    Yasmin shook her head in sorrow.


    "I''m sorry, Young Master. Maxwell


    wasn''t alone. When our men tried to


    surround him, they got into a fierce


    shootout with his men. All our


    men


    were seriously injured, and two of them are still in critical condition.


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    hospital!"


    Be and Justin looked at each other in shock. Ryan was incredulous, erupting in fury. "This is Savrow,


    not some southern ind in Sentanja! How is it possible that our mem got injured so badly right on our


    doorstep by a few bastards? Didn''t they call for backup?!"


    "They did call for help immediately, but there wasn''t enough time!"