Chapter 165 I’ll Help You

“L.” Nathaniel recognized him immediately—a man with long, pale hair, his face almost ghostly white as if it hadn’t seen sunlight in years. His sharp features gave him an air of unsettling beauty, but there wasn’t a trace of warmth in his expression. As he stepped out of the car in his black trench coat, his presence felt like a shadow creeping across the ground. And that smirk on his face—full of mockery, as if the world itself amused him. “Ah, my dear little brother. It’s been too long.” His voice dripped with sarcasm. “I heard you finally tied the knot. And now you’ve gone and lost your wife? Some things never change... Still just as pathetic as ever.” Nathaniel’s eyes flicked past him to the car, scanning the three men waiting inside. No one else. He felt a small sense of relief wash over him. His gaze sharpened. “If you’re just here to mock me, don’t waste your time. I don’t care about that anymore.” Nathaniel’s fists clenched at his sides, his knuckles white. He was fightin