Finn Taylor glanced at the message—Zane Yeller had found that food kiosk boss.

He was at La Feria Club. The reason he was there was that he thought that Siberian Wolf was there too.

​​

Siberian Wolf had been amongst those who had killed the food kiosk boss's woman at that time.

Finn Taylor had always been interested in this boss. 'If I want to convince the latter, it seems like I will have to make a trip down to La Feria Club tonight.'

After sending his wife home, Finn Taylor told her that he would have to go out to settle some business.

Yvette Larson glanced out of the window. It was already late, and the sun was about to set.

"Is it very important? It's dark outside. Why don't you go over tomorrow?"

Finn Taylor also wanted to head over the next day. It would be great to hug his wife to sleep.

Unfortunately, he had no other choice. After tonight, it would be difficult to find such a good opportunity again.

'If I can get that boss's help tonight, I might just be able to settle everything.' Finn Taylor put on a helpless expression.

Yvette Larson was reasonable. After seeing his expression, she understood that he didn't have a choice either. Since that was the case, she naturally wouldn't force her husband to stay at home. "Stay safe."

Finn Taylor nodded before heading out.

La Feria Club was a unique place—it was one men loved, but women hated. As long as one had money, they could do anything to the women here.

When he arrived at the door, Finn Taylor didn't spot Zane Yeller, so he headed in alone.

No sooner had he walked into the club than a woman ran into Finn Taylor's embrace. "Young Master, we've never seen you here. Is this your first time here? Come on. I'll bring you to my room."

Finn Taylor shoved that woman aside.

She shook the handkerchief in her hand viciously. After all, this happened every day.

She was already used to it.

Finn Taylor looked around. 'Where has Zane Yeller gone?'

But very quickly, he found a hint on the wall.

This was a secret code of Peregrine Hall, and it pointed Finn Taylor in the direction Zane Yeller had been in.

It was obvious that the latter had been here, but something had happened, and he couldn't afford to wait for Finn Taylor outside.

He had headed in alone, but he knew that he had to leave some clues for Master Peregrine. Otherwise, the latter wouldn't be able to find him even after entering.

Finn Taylor followed the clues left behind by Zane Yeller. Very quickly, he arrived at a basement.

'Wait a minute! The bright and welcoming La Feria Club houses such a place!? Something must be amiss!' Just as he was about to head downstairs, he realized that the door had been blocked.

He tried to push it open, but it didn't budge.

Something had been pushed up against the door on the other side.

'What is it?'

"Ah!"

Just then, Finn Taylor heard a blood-curdling scream from behind the door.

There were two people making those noises, and Finn Taylor was certain that Zane Yeller was one of them. 'If I'm not wrong, the other person should be that boss. It seems like they're both in danger.'

With just one punch, he smashed the door into pieces.

It wasn't that Finn Taylor didn't have the strength to break that door down. He was simply used to keeping his true abilities under wraps.

However, that was none of his concern now.

Finn Taylor's punch had caused great quaking, stunning all those in the basement.

Finn Taylor took a look at those people. As expected, Zane Yeller and that food kiosk boss were being hung from the ceiling, enduring beatings from the others.

Amongst the ones standing was Siberian Wolf. As for the others, they were all lackeys that were of no importance.

"Kneel down!" Finn Taylor shouted at Siberian Wolf.

However, the latter acted as though he hadn't heard it.

Siberian Wolf and his subordinates chuckled. In fact, they were bent over in laughter and couldn't even say anything.

"Do you… have a death wish?" Siberian Wolf replied to Finn Taylor in a sarcastic tone.

The latter raised his brows. 'It seems like he had understood my words perfectly fine, but they didn't follow them. What a pity. If they kneeled down, I might've let them off. But now that you're going against Master Peregrine's will, you're all going to die.'

"Ah!"

Then, Finn Taylor demonstrated to Zane Yeller and that boss how to assassinate someone.

Even all seven of Siberian Wolf's men ganging up on him didn't mean much to Finn Taylor. To be more accurate, it was the latter viciously killing them alone.

…

Finn Taylor had gone out.

For some reason, Yvette Larson couldn't seem to fall asleep. 'It hasn't been long since Finn has moved into my room, yet it feels like it has been years since he's done so. I've already gotten used to having him by my side.'

Now that he wasn't, she felt that it was strange and foreign.

Just then, she received a text message.

She opened it and realized that it was from her best friend: "Yvette, I'm guessing Finn Taylor isn't at home today."

'How could Clarine know about that?' Yvette Larson was stunned. "How did you know? Don't tell me that he went to look for you!"

"No, why would he do that?"

Yvette Larson rolled her eyes. "Tell me then. How do you know that he isn't at home?"

"Huh? Is he really not at home? Let me send you some photos then."

Right after that, Yvette Larson received a series of photos from her best friend—the photos clearly showed Finn Taylor walking into La Feria Club.

"I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. Is that really Finn Taylor?"

"Yvette, did something happen between the two of you? Why would Finn Taylor go to a place like that?"

The moment Yvette Larson saw these photos, her mind went blank, and her ears started buzzing.

She didn't even know what to say. Of course, she hadn't heard what Clarine Landon had said after that.

Now, her entire mind was filled with the scene of her husband entering La Feria Club.

'Why is he there?' Yvette Larson didn't even need to think too much about it to get her answer. 'Finn Taylor acts like he loves me so much, but he's going to such places behind my back! Today, I was even moved and thought that he truly loved me. It's obvious that everything is fake. Love? That's just an act.'

Thinking about how her husband was crawling on top of another woman, Yvette Larson was utterly disgusted and swore not to forgive him.

"Boohoo." She burst into tears—she felt horrible. 'It's been three years. It's true that Finn Taylor hasn't lived a good life, but have I?'