89.

Part 2

89.

“Which family is it?”

The black armored Maserati Sedan sped along the nearly empty streets with two occupants sitting calmly in the rear. The driver swerved between cars and passed through traffic lights with ease. The bodyguard in the co-pilot seat kept his eyes on the real-time car dash cam, keeping track of the three Volkswagen Passats following them closely.

“The Natlan Family. Judging by the arrogance of following us closely and not ashamed in showing their presence, this should be the subordinates of the second son.”

The young man who spoke was the current steward of Helios' new master. His calm and collected speech mimicked the present expression on his face as he swiped through the information on his Tablet.

“Is he trying to get recognition by provoking me? This is one of the reasons why his father cut him off,” the master commented indifferently. Being followed and the breaknecking speed of the car didn’t phase him one bit.