The two individuals, perhaps accustomed to such subtle flirtations from beauties, didn't mind, didn't look back, and left the scene in a cool and stylish manner.
Back in the car.
Marco sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and had just driven a dozen meters when the man beside him suddenly spoke, "Any clues on Bertha Marley's whereabouts?"
"Almost," Marco glanced at him, jokingly saying, "What, are you going to stand up for your woman?"
"Yes," Julian Johnsons candidly admitted, speaking coldly, "Take me there now."
"Just the two of us?"
Marco feigned alarm, saying, "She's got a strong defense, many people protecting her, we're outnumbered, might suffer a loss."
"I have a plan." Julian smiled darkly.
"Are you going to use your charms?" Marco knew Bertha Marley had always been infatuated with Julian, but to use his charms... is that a good idea?
"I want to annihilate them completely!" Julian's eyes burned red as if he were an enraged King, intimidating!
