His eyes were filled with nothing but blood-red.
No one could sway him; his heart was set on finding Victoria Gibson.
She had said she would wait for him to come out...
Chad Yakov gritted his teeth, the veins on the back of his hand bulging at his side.
All the way from the villa, the rainwater on him had dried, and his clothes were soaked in sweat again.
The water droplets dripping from his forehead made it impossible to tell if it was rain or sweat...
He stood before a whole row of bodyguards, his eyes slightly lowered, concealing his thoughts, leaving people unable to guess.
Just a glance sent shivers down one's spine.
This Chad Yakov seemed like a bloodthirsty Asura straight out of hell, inhuman, cruel, and merciless, with only one goal—to find Victoria Gibson.
Those who blocked him would be killed without mercy!
