Chapter 227

This cold, ruthless Varkas—that was the man they knew.

So the scene just now had to have been an illusion.

Varkas watched his men resume the interrogation with sharp efficiency; his gaze turned icy as it landed on the scar-faced man.

“Feels good to know my secret, doesn’t it? Too bad—you won’t get the chance to report back to your boss.”

Jax struggled, muffled by the hand clamped over his mouth an