October 19, 2019
"Zia, you came… finally, huh?" NIkolai Silvestrii raised his gaze towards the person standing at the door. The light coming from outside doubled the height of her shadow, inside the obscure messy room Nikolai Silvestri had been staying.
By the sound of his voice, he wasn't completely sober. There were empty cans of beers, empty bottles of whiskey and vodka littering around. Zoey moved her gaze and detected a few drugs laying on the floor and the table.
Overall, one could tell that the once revered Nikolai Silvestri was nothing but a loser. He fell from his grace along with the fall of the entire Silva Family. Yet, there wasn't the slightest sympathy that crossed Zoey's eyes.
If anything, her gaze emanated killing intent. The dangerous aura circling around her grew stronger as soon as her eyes landed on him. Her jaw tightened as she gulped, taking a step forward inside and trudged towards Nikolai Silvestri.
