Should I Go Find Him?(Extra Story)

Alexander was utterly terrified. Just as he struggled to scream, a hand clamped tightly over his mouth.

 

"What the hell are you yelling for, you little punk? You actually dared to go against us, the Everetts?"

 

A man viciously kicked him in the stomach, landing a hard blow that sent sharp pain shooting through his body. Cold sweat beaded on Alexander's forehead.

 

Another man grabbed him by the collar and shoved him into a car. "Move it! Don't stir up trouble here—too many people around."

 

The group piled into the vehicle. Alexander's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the men around him—all wearing dark sunglasses, their expressions grim, even sinister.

 

These men… were sent by Everett?

 

Pain and resentment surged through him. Against such a powerful rival, he felt as insignificant as a grain of sand, completely at the mercy of others…