Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
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Close body King of Soldiers

In the dead of the night, a black BMW pulled up outside the residential area where Basil Jaak resided. A mature woman clad in a black, tight-fitting windbreaker and black silky pantyhose descended from the car, standing proudly in the chilly night wind.


Looking at the beauty in front of him, Jaak chuckled bitterly, "If I'd known Fairy Powell would come in person, I would've caught a cab over."


Mamie Powell smiled slightly and said humorously: "If I pick you up, I can expense our transportation. If you had taken a cab, I would've had to reimburse you. Which one do you think is more economical?"


With nothing to say, Jaak shook his head and hummed, "It's surprising that Fairy Powell has the potential to be a housewife."


"If I was your housekeeper Jaak, would you be okay with it?" Mamie Powell coquettishly inquired.


Taken aback, Jaak then replied with a wry smile, "Fairy Powell, you really have a sense of humor."


Chapter 361: Fairy Powell's Invitation_1