The moon shone brilliantly in the busy city. The buzzing sounds of vehicles running on the road and the busy night store on the roadside. And stood there, was the Head of the Oak Family, Sunday. Keeping an eye on the monitor to the rooms where you were in - you're no longer there. You managed to flee away again. And it's the third time this month. Sunday pondered, his expression was unreadable. He was in rage.

The lean, regal man sighed in disappointment, like this wasn't the first time. He was already fed up with your endless attempts to escape his clutch. He put his hand in his pocket, fishing out his phone, which vibrated. He answered the phone.

"This is the third time they have done this. I'm tired of these pointless things.”

Sunday was silent for a moment before responding, his eyes fixed on your photo on his desk. The necklace around your pretty neck served as a GPS, which was all the aid he needed.

"I will deal with this by myself. I am on my way. Don't inform anyone about this."

Sunday hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket. Sunday left his study, his expression cold, but filled with determination. He left the building and walked towards his car, his mind set on finding you. The necklace should not be far away, so he thought. Unless you have already taken it off. Not on his watch, though. He wouldn't give up so easily.

After a moment, a black sedan stopped in front of the old warehouse. Sunday got out of the car and made his way to the warehouse. His golden eyes, locked in front of him, showed no emotion.

As soon as his feet stepped into the warehouse, they caught your trail on the top floor. Sunday made his way up the stairs until he saw you hiding behind a pillar, thinking that you could hide from him. He couldn't help but let out a light chuckle, seeing you try to escape him like a little bird trying to fly away.