I’m Someone Else

Chapter 116

“Alright!” Jake nodded, his eyes shining with excitement. I can’t believe you made two families work together just to take you down, Thomas. You’re done for. Even the Pearsons want you dead. You said you’ll protect the Pearsons, didn’t you? Guess what? They don’t need it!

Jake left, leaving Blake alone with his wine. He had no son of his own, so he loved Drake like he was his own son. He had never even reprimanded him, and yet that blasted Thomas killed Drake like he was a dog. That was unacceptable. If he didn’t kill Thomas, he would never be able to face Drake in the afterlife.

The alcohol kicked in, and Blake cried. “Why… Why did you leave us, Drake? I didn’t even get to see you get married.” A while later, he stopped crying and went upstairs, holding a photo of Thomas. He plopped down on the couch, seeming to be waiting for something.

A masked man in black appeared before him seemingly out of nowhere, then he went down on one knee. “I have arrived, sir.”

Blake handed him the photo. “You saw the file. Now go and kill him. If he lives, then you die. And kill Olivia too. I will brook no mistakes, do you understand? Both of them must die.” Blake’s face was contorted with rage. That was his plan. First, he would use the Pearsons’ fighters to kill Thomas, then his own men would kill Olivia in the confusion of the battle. That’s going to drag all of them into hell. It was a good plan in Blake’s eyes. Two birds with one stone, so to speak, and he was confident about it being a success.

“On our lives, we swear we will carry out this mission successfully,” the man swore and left.

The masked men and his team were the trump card Blake was going to use. The fact that the masked man managed to pass through all the villa’s defenses and appear without a sound was a testament to his strength.

At the same time, Terrence stood in front of his villa’s gates, his back turned to them.

“Sir.” A one-eyed man in a tracksuit appeared.

“Go. Thomas has broken apart our family and plunged our family into fear. His crime is too heavy to be pardoned. Kill him and bring Olivia back.”

“Yes, sir!” The man left the villa, still in disbelief. We’re going to work with the Hinds? Has hell frozen over? I thought we were enemies, so why are we working together? Gah, it’s too complicated. I’ll just set it aside. Politics is Master Terrence’s forte. They can worry about it.

Dawn had broken through the horizon, and the killers from both families arrived at Northpine Villa No. 66. They came in two Land Rovers and two Jeeps—all expensive cars.

Yet, not a single person got out of the car. Their plan was to attack at nine o’clock sharp. Their target? Thomas. All they had to do now was wait. This was a simple mission, or so they thought. Killing a random guy was something they were very familiar with.

Thomas came downstairs and was met with the aroma of food. “Something smells nice. Is breakfast ready?”

He came to the kitchen and saw Olivia cooking, much to his shock. What? The young miss of the Pearson Family and the most gorgeous company president of Irieson is cooking? She knows how to cook?

Noticing someone staring at her, Olivia turned around and smiled at Thomas. “You’re early.” She woke up half an hour earlier just to make breakfast, but she didn’t think Thomas would wake up early either. Guess I’ll have to wake up an hour earlier after this. He’s been nice to me, so I should repay the favor. I can’t do much for him, but I can cook and clean.

“Put that down. You just healed up, so leave that to me,” said Thomas sternly. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh, I’m not that weak. I’m all healed up.” Olivia quickly stopped Thomas from helping. I’m not a fragile thing. I’m fine now, and besides, making breakfast isn’t that tiring.

Well, if she insists. Thomas shook his head and sat down, waiting for breakfast. A while later, Olivia came out with food, then she handed him some cutlery. “Dig in, Thomas. You’re the only one besides my sister who gets to taste my cooking.”

Thomas speared a hash brown and bit into it, then he gave Olivia a thumbs up. “Not bad. Didn’t think you knew how to cook.”

“I’m glad you liked it.”

Just then, the clock struck nine, and everyone got out of the car. They walked to the villa’s entrance, though no one said anything to anyone. They were rival factions, after all. It took them their all just to not start a fight with each other.

There were eight killers in total. The Pearsons’ killers were wearing face masks, while the ones from the Hinds were wearing full-blown masks. One of them slammed their foot into the door, and it flung open. At the same time, someone hurled a knife at Thomas without missing a beat.

Noticing the incoming danger, Thomas leaped into the air and flew across the table, then he pulled Olivia into his embrace and rolled away. He had reacted fast enough to the sudden attack, but his back was still cut open, and blood trickled out of his wound. The trickling of the blood was the only thing breaking the silence.

Olivia had snapped out of her stupor, and she stared at the killers in horror. W-Who are they? Masked people? Why did they break into the villa?