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An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chapter 934
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Chapter 934

The night grew deeper.

It was particularly quiet at Auspicious Restaurant. The place wasn’t as lively as in the morning.

One reason was its secluded location, and the other was because it didn’t operate at night.” Suddenly,

a muscular figure jumped over the walls. He skillfully went through the restaurant.

The figure was headed to a private room on the second floor.

When he arrived at the door, he gave it a light knock.

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“Come in.” A dignified voice came from inside the pitch–black room.

The figure opened the door cautiously. He immediately dropped to his knees when he got inside.

Speaking toward a folding screen, he announced his arrival. “I’m here, sir.”

“You got injured?” The voice spoke again from behind the folding screen.

“I failed my mission. I encountered a powerful opponent and almost lost my life.”

Simba lowered his head. His expression was filled with fear and respect.

Blood was dripping from his wounded arm onto the ground. It sounded jarring in the silent night.

“You actually dared to return after you failed?” The voice turned cold. It carried a chilling undertone that

crept into the air.

“Sir, please give me another chance. I promise I will complete my mission!” Simba trembled in fear and

broke out in cold sweat.

“You damned fool! Didn’t you notice you’ve been tailed?” the voice shouted.

“A tail?”

Simba looked around and said, “Impossible! I was careful the entire way here. Nobody could have

noticed me!

“Dear friend, since you’re already here, there’s no need to hide.” The voice behind the screen grew

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louder.

As soon as his words fell, they heard the faint sound of footsteps echoing in the corridor. Following

closely, Dustin entered, looking indifferent.

“It’s you?” Simba’s expression changed. He took a few steps back in fear and almost stumbled.

He never expected to be followed.

As an accomplished assassin, he had undergone rigorous training since young. He was also one of the

best at countering surveillance.

Dustin must be a ghost to have been able to tail him without a sound.