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

Seeing Jessica Flack's return with an uneasy expression, Lydia White quietly asked, "Mr. Flack, what did they say?"


Jessica Flack shook her head, "My friend says releasing them is no problem, but mitigating the consequences is our PR job." 


Lydia White nodded slightly, glanced at the swarm of journalists outside the police station, and frowned at Jessica, "Mr. Flack, let me go to the station and retrieve them."


Jessica Flack contemplated, "Let's wait a bit longer! I've already spoken with the people at the station, they won't be having any trouble inside. It's a good opportunity for everyone to calm down, and see just how much patience these damn journalists really have." 


"Okay!" Lydia White replied with a nod.


Jessica Flack stood at the street corner in the distance, watching the situation at the station. There was a hint of concern in her heart, she was thinking about Basil Jaak. If that guy were here right now, he'd definitely have a way to manage these damn journalists.


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