Chapter 68 Oliver Is Back

• This text was the sweetest relief Alexander and Uncle Vix had ever received. For the first time in weeks, their faces lit up like men who had finally been rescued from drowning. The anonymous sender—this faceless tormentor—had finally decided to come out in the open. They wouldn’t have to hunt anymore. The prey was walking right into their trap.
• Both men grinned at each other, their eyes glittering with satisfaction. Uncle Vix, unable to contain his amusement, slapped Alexander’s shoulder and said, his voice brimming with triumph:
• “Wow! So all this time, we didn’t even need to break a sweat to get here! Call every one of your friends, Alexander. I want the hall packed to the brim. Let the world watch as I deal with this so-called anonymous sender with my own two hands.”