Hendrix's gaze was cold and piercing as he stared at Lilith.

The chill in his eyes penetrated the car window, following her as she crossed the street.

Once Lilith got into the SUV, she felt a shiver run down her spine and whispered, “Bro Fitzgerald, let’s go.”

The SUV made a U-turn, passing closely by the Maybach.

Tyler wiped his sweat; Mr. Foster had never failed before.

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