Chapter 12 You, who collaborate with my act... harboring ulterior motives

Malice, like a thorn in one's back.

But when Jason looked toward the mouth of the alley, it had disappeared without a trace.

A figure with raised hands walked in.

It was a young man, with short hair, wearing black-framed glasses, of average build, not muscular, and with a hint of worry and guilt on his face.

"I'm sorry."

"I didn't mean to."

"I only came because I was worried about Edmund."

The other explained like this.

"Esther?!"

"Lord Jason, he's my colleague, he's harmless."

"Please believe me."

The kneeling senior C-level member turned his head to see the young man walking in, exclaimed in surprise, and then immediately began explaining to Jason.

At the same time, Jason could sense that Edmund was slightly changing his kneeling position.

From a posture of complete surrender, it became one suitable for exerting strength.