Heartstrings On Fire

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Chapter 481

Agnes was gobsmacked.

The guy in front of her was actually such a big shot, yet she had casually accepted him as her foster father.

Now she understood why she was ganged up on by those thugs.

Even though they had the upper hand, they suddenly looked like they’d seen a ghost.

They were very frightened. Turned out it was because of the string of beads Albert had given her.

Back then, a thug named Mono had cut her arm with a knife, instantly severing the thread of the beads.

The beads scattered all over the ground.

Mono’s face suddenly became frightened when he saw the beads.

Turns out they recognized the beads as Albert’s personal belongings.

No wonder when Mono and his gang turned themselves in later, they all had injuries, but none of them dared to say

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who did it.

So that’s what happened.

Agnes was still reeling from the shock.

She suddenly remembered when she first met Albert, he was just working in a small restaurant.

How could such a person be a bigwig in the underworld?

Seeing Agnes‘ stunned expression.

Albert smiled faintly, “Did my notorious reputation scare the pants off you?”

Agnes quickly shook her head, “I just thought, I just thought…”

In truth, Agnes was scared stiff.

Because the word on the street was that Reggie was ruthless.

“Do you think I’m from a different world than you?”

Agnes automatically nodded her head.

Yes, she had no idea what the supposed gangster world was really like.

Her impressions of these people were still from TV dramas.

But Albert’s image was far from that.

He was always smiling softly, dressed in a formal suit.

There was even a refined elegance about him, like a gemstone that has been smoothed and mellowed by time.

Albert chuckled, “Don’t worry, even though I’m no saint, I won’t hurt my own children. You are my goddaughter,

from now on, I’ll treat you as if you were my own flesh and blood.”

Agnes was a bit puzzled, “Why did you choose me?”

Albert was confused, “What do you mean?”

“Why would someone like you take me in? I heard your godsons and goddaughters are all very capable, but me… I

don’t have any special talents.”

Albert burst into hearty laughter, “They’re also adopted by me. Basically, they were either street beggars or

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homeless orphans. Where do they have any special talents? Of course, aside from my fifth child who’s a born

computer genius, the others all learned the ropes by following me.”

Agnes was truly curious, “You’ve adopted seven children, so I’m the seventh?”

Albert nodded, “You’re the last one.”

“But I only saw four yesterday.”

Albert said, “Sean is my first adopted child. He’s currently overseas, commanding and training troops. Because he’s

on the global most wanted list, he doesn’t show up easily. The one you met yesterday, Kearney, he assists me in

managing domestic public businesses. Phenix runs underground casinos and entertainment venues. Naylor, he

leads a more laid–back life, hasn’t achieved anything extraordinary. He’s into cars and now he’s a race car driver,

kind of made a name for himself. The fifth child is the youngest among us, but I’ve adopted her the longest. She

went through some things when she was little, so she basically doesn’t talk, but she’s a top–notch hacker,

codename Nighthawk. You haven’t met the sixth child yet, he doesn’t come back often, I’ll introduce him to you in

detail next time you meet. You’re the seventh, although you’re not the youngest, you’re the seventh child I

adopted, so we all call you Septima.”

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