All Strings Attached

Chapter 24

Win was about to pull his hand back in anger when he felt a cold metal touching one of his finger. He blinked and looked at his hand and saw Bright slipped a metal ring band on it.
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Gun slowly held his face up as he stared at computer. Mike standing behind him, staring at screen, wary.

"He spent most of his school years at his grandmother' s home town" Gun exclaimed loudly "Thats why very less is known about 2nd son of Officer Metawin."

Scrolling down the different article, he scoffed "And it doesn't seem like Mr Metawin mention him in any of the interviews. He seemed only proud of his son Type fucking Metawin"

With this , he pushed his chair back rather harshly, something behind the computer fell down but he laughed, feeling pleasant "Who knew his useless youngest son will make such a big progress one day?"

Mike keep standing quietly. Gun also didn't really wait for him to reply. Instead he gestured towards his computer and ordered "I pined mark some information there. Take screenshots and forward it to me "

Mike sighed with a heavy heart before asking "What are you gonna do?"

Gun turned back to him with sarcastic expressions and raised his eyebrows"What does it look like?"

"You are sending them to Bright?" Mike asked, frowning.

"I am still thinking of a good way to tell him" Gun smiled, placing cigarette in his mouth and turned around to pull out the lighter from his pocket.

Mike sighed and walked forward. Sitting on the chair, he subtly looked behind the computer stand and pulled the cord, snapping it into two.

He looked back at Gun and pretended to frown"What did you do to the cord"

Gun subtly glanced at him before closing his eyes as he relaxed on the couch "Just fix it "

"Can't . Its broken into two" Mike said, waving the broken cord up for Gun to see. Gun frowned slightly and replied without opening his eyes " Buy a new one right now or else I'll pull out your artery and use it as cord"

Mike felt his scalp tingling as he hurriedly nodded and pushed away the seat.

Walking outside, he felt relieved. Gun could be really scary sometimes. Mike sighed, looking up at dark sky. It was already late and the weather was getting colder. He pushed his hands in his pockets and walked at the side walk, cars rushing by now and then.

"Win really isn't a bad person. Too bad he got himself into this mess" He looked at his feet and a smiling face appeared in his mind.

He will be brought into trouble as well Mike thought of Win's older brother and sighed.

He was lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear someone calling his name. After a moment, he felt a sharp tug at his arm and someone pulled him to the other side of walk. The impact was huge and uncalled , Mike's foot tripped and he fell down on his side with wide eyes. He could see the back of a standing person who was yelling at someone on the road.

"Can't you watch out ! " Type yelled at the bike rider who had flew away long ago. Mike was still lying down, trying to process the situation when Type turned back with angry frown.

He sat down and held Mike's arm, trying to pull him up "And you? Where were you lost?"

Mike was immediately quiet down by the senior as he helped him stand.