CHAPTER ~34

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Yoongi looked lean, just like a delicate beauty

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Yoongi looked lean, just like a delicate beauty. But at that moment, he exerted immense force, almost sufficient to crush the man's wrist. Xavier was unprepared and felt a sharp pain come on his wrist. He looked at yoongi with a frown and saw strong killing intent in his eyes. For a mere potted plant, his face was filled with vicious rage.

Xavier shook off his hand, and he was perplexed. "It's just a cactus. Is that necessary?" He spoke loudly, and his face was still smiling. It was just that the smile did not have the slightest warmth. It was a bitterness in his heart that reflected in his smile.

Yoongi ignored him entirely, pushed his wheelchair, turned his back, and repositioned the cactus to a place with sunlight. He still had blood on his hand, yet he reached out to fiddle with the white flowers on the cactus. When the brilliant red blood dripped on the pure white petals, it shone under the sunlight with a demonic luster. "Don't touch others stuff as you like."

Xavier looked at his back and didn't say anything for a long time. Yoongi was temperamental and moody. He hadn't felt anything before, but today he had experienced it. "You really do treasure it. Those who don't know will even think that Guinevere had just come to give it to you." He slowly put away the teasing expression on his face.

Although yoongi was in a wheelchair, everyone knew that he was well-informed. There should be no one in Fern City who had more eyes and ears than him. He was not any less powerful, his exquisite face masked the beast lurk inside his head. Once triggered he was a dangerous man over all. It's just that he has chose to be indifferent from the outer world and doesn't wish to get from this wheel chair until and unless she orders him to do so.

As a close friend of taehyung's, they were very powerful when they worked together, and practically no one dared to mess with them. Yoongi had an eccentric temper. He would not help simply anyone. Even if Xavier was taehyung's uncle, he might not necessarily invite him. Xavier eyes sank at this realization as he fell into deep contemplation.

When Xavier turned his back, taehyung was already standing behind him without making any sound. He was shocked for a moment but changed back to his usual sloppy self just as quickly. He patted his shoulder, asking, "Why are you walking without a sound?"

Taehyung pushed him away and shot him an indifferent look. His emotionless eyes swept across him and then fixated on yoongi. "Come in. I have something to discuss with you." He spoke in an authoritative tone, as though yoongi was his subordinate, though yoongi didn't show him, the grim face he was wearing with Xavier.

After putting away the cactus, he turned around and followed taehyung into the room. When he walked past Xavier, Xavier felt his gaze and his eyebrows twitched. He heard yoongi snigger and comment, "Sometimes, even if you are the closest of flesh and blood, you still have to get along wearing a mask. Nothing really matters in the face of profit."

At that moment, Xavier felt a coldness seeping into his bones.

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