Raina suddenly regretted it.
She used to be too wild and too righteous.
That would have been fine; after all, it was Jonah who started being a jerk first. Teaching a lesson to jerks and protecting soft girls is everyone’s responsibility.
Her mistake was using Orion Rivers’ alias. This method of bending them out of shape and then mercilessly dumping them felt a bit underhanded if you think about it seriously.
She should have created more identities, waited until they truly fell in love, deeply in love, and then pulled a disappearance act, a terminal illness, a car accident, becoming their eternal scarlet mole and white moonlight, making them remember and feel unbearable pain.
That way, she could achieve her goal without causing the trouble that’s now knocking at her door.
Poor strategy, poor strategy, it was truly a poor strategy.
Raina thought messily, and her moves inevitably slowed down.
"Still daring to be distracted?"
Jonah was quite displeased, his moves becoming increasingly fierce.
Raina was only able to curse in anger, and the duel with Jonah was already over, a sharp dagger pressed against her throat.
The blade was coldly threatening, able to slice her neck open with just a little more force.
Moreover, the malice in his eyes told Raina that he indeed intended to do just that.
Raina couldn’t help but frown. "Jonah, what’s wrong with you? You don’t seem quite right."
"Really?" Jonah’s tone was very bland: "I feel fine."
Raina rolled her eyes, frantic as he was, he had the nerve to say he was fine?
She wanted to say something else when she heard the clattering footsteps, and looked doubtfully at Jonah.
No way, dealing with her, Jonah could manage on his own, was there any need to arrange for so many people? They were overestimating her.
Raina couldn’t help but want to complain, but turning around, she saw Jonah’s handsome face tense, full of seriousness.
It seemed these were definitely not people from Nightfall.
Raina’s nerves suddenly tightened; today was clearly not going to end peacefully.
She gripped the scalpel that slipped into her hand, warily watching the crowd that seemed to endlessly surround her, until she saw a black Bentley drive over.
The car door opened, and the first person to step out was Quinn Thorne.
Quinn glanced at Raina with a difficult expression, then turned to welcome the man out of the car.
No surprise, it was Elias Hawthorne.
Raina was taken aback, Elias Hawthorne?
What was he doing here?
Previously, when she received the alarming news from Jonah, how could she possibly hide it from Elias? With his temperament, it was only natural for him to follow her in secret.
In other words, everything that had just happened had been witnessed by Elias Hawthorne.
Just thinking about it made Raina feel so tormented.
She wished there was a magic spell that could make her disappear on the spot.
But sadly, there was no such magic in this world.
Elias walked step by step towards the embankment.
Raina instinctively wanted to go over, and as soon as she moved, Jonah suddenly stepped wrong, blocking Elias with his body, his dark eyes fixed on him: "Jonah." Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novelFirｅ.net
Elias spoke with a cold voice: "Nameless."
"I know, the name Lord of the Dark Tower is well-known."
Elias gave a slight nod, then reached out to Raina: "Leo, we’re going home."
"Oh." Raina handed over her hand without hesitation.
She was eager and moved quickly, so fast that even Jonah didn’t react in time, and she was already in front of Elias.
Jonah’s face darkened, and he couldn’t help clenching his teeth: "Orion Rivers!"
"We’ll talk about our affair later, it’s already quite late." While saying this, she desperately signaled Jonah with her eyes.
For heaven’s sake, don’t mention anything about an SSS-level mission in front of Elias, let alone requesting for Corvus’ hand in marriage, or else this Asura, terrifying to countless people, will just become a thing of the past.