chapter 13

Carlos X was sipping on the black coffee, he closed his eyes, "Mmmmm, this is delicious!"

"Of course, my dear friend," laughed Mr. Moore. "This coffee is from my farm, and they make it in the best kitchen in the world."

Charles snorted in flavor every time he sipped his coffee. "I want more please". He gave him his empty cup for a refill. Mor grinned "with pleasure!" he refilled the empty cup.

"Carlos, you know that Xian industries back cover her. Going after her would-be suicide without backup." he raised his eyebrows, facing his friend.

"I understand your concerns. I have thought of it very well. Do you think how this bitch met with this rich pig? I have planned this for a while. I have all means of safety, too." Crossed his arms over his broad, well-defined chest. His face was stony, though.

"Man, I don't feel good about this suicidal mission of yours." Mor rubbed his neck, giving Carlos a nervous look. His eyes were full of concern for his friend and leader.

"The thing is that I won't let this opportunity run away like the previous one. "

"Look, could not you start with low employees? She is like a mini-boss, a high-ranking shit, Carlos."

"You think I am not prepared and aware? Don't you worry, I will bomb myself if the mission fails?"

"wait, no! you won't do such a thing"

"I won't expose my friends, you know that, Mor."

"Carlos, we all owe you our lives"

"Not that we don't care, but we care for our cause and leader. Finishing yourself like this would be too soon." Mor placed his right arm on Carlos X's shoulder, patting it.

"Any suggestions, my friend?" Carlos crossed his arms, giving his friend a look.

Meanwhile, Rex was dying from the inside. Hitting his head on the dining table, "Argh. What kind of luck is this? How we didn't predict this, we won't get a chance to do anything. She is glued to this man."

Alice stood beside him. "We miscalculated the situation. We need to still wait, who knows, you might get a chance soon. Have faith, master."