After finishing the glass of wine, Nick looked at Anna's subordinate and curiously asked him, "Why do you have so many tattoos? I find you very familiar. It seems that you are not Anna—, no, Tracy's subordinate."

“I'm new, sir.” He replied and smiled with a strange meaning that Nick couldn't understand.

“You look like the mafia…” Nick was in the middle of speaking when he felt something strange in his body, his face was hot, his chest was heaving, and breathing rapidly.

While ...