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It was their first official encounter.
He was a towering figure, with muscles rippling beneath his suit. The silver mask he wore seemed to cast an icy, sinister aura
about him. A jagged scar ran from the corner of his lip down to his chin; it was a grotesque sight that would likely split his face in
two if the mask were ever removed.
Estelle couldn’t help but speculate whether his mask was to conceal that dreadful scar or to hide his true identity.
Sensing Estelle’s gaze, Raiden turned his eyes towards her.
The eyes that peeked out from behind the mask were cold and ruthless, almost indifferent as they locked onto Estelle. There
was no hint of evasion, as if what he had done earlier to set Lambert and her up didn’t even exist.
Their eyes met, both masked, yet it seemed as if they saw through each other in that fleeting moment.
After a short pause, Raiden shifted his gaze away towards the horizon.
Estelle was puzzled; she couldn’t sense any familiar aura about this man, so he was unlikely someone she knew.
But he knew her and Gab!
Was he one of the Wolverines, unfamiliar with Gab, just recognizing her in hopes of luring Gab out?
Was his animosity towards her rooted in the knowledge that she had killed Wolverine?
All guesses seemed plausible.

As Estelle observed the broad back of the man, a fleeting sense of familiarity washed over her. It was an odd sensation.
Where had she seen him before?
Lost in thought, Winston suddenly exclaimed, “Alvis is here!”
Estelle turned to look.
In the dimming light, two vehicles approached: a gleaming Brabus 800 led the way, followed by a sleek, black Maybach. The
oppressive air preceded their arrival.
Alvis was known for his discretion, but today seemed to be an exception.
The cars halted before them, and several armed guards got out of the Brabus, clutching heavy weapons, standing sternly as
they awaited Alvis from the Maybach.
Lambert inhaled sharply, regretting not having staged a similar display upon his arrival.
A guard opened the Maybach’s door, and from the twilight emerged a tall figure. Raiden and the others approached to greet him,
but Estelle froze upon seeing the man’s silhouette.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books
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Beneath the shadowy light, the man wore a golden fox mask, revealing eyes as dark as the night and a sharply defined jawline.
His lips were a stark crimson, pursed tightly, his gaze piercing straight through to Estelle.
That look, laden with suppressed darkness and tumultuous emotions, was tranquil like the calm after a storm, as he watched her
intently.

Estelle stood rooted to the spot, feeling as if her blood had turned to ice.
Even with the half-mask and the encroaching darkness, she recognized him instantly.
Her shock was palpable!
She couldn’t believe it!
Lambert, noticing Estelle’s stillness, reached for her hand, “Come on, what are you doing standing there like a statue?”
Snapping back to reality, Estelle’s heart pounded fiercely, her gaze meeting Lambert’s with a wooden expression, her limbs cold
and immovable.
How could he be here?
No, more shockingly, he was Alvis!
Her scalp tingled, and her heart raced. As she looked again towards Jonathan, his figure was obscured by Raiden, and Lambert
was pulling her forward.
Another person got out of the car, a woman wearing a Catwoman mask, dressed in a fiery red gown. Her tall, sultry figure
gracefully approached Alvis’ side, her gaze briefly sweeping over Estelle before casually looking away.