Chapter 1291

The guard noticed Peter's nervousness and chuckled at his wild thoughts. "Don't worry. You're not in trouble. Someone important wants to see you." Late-night visitation? Peter was tense, wondering who was visiting him at such an hour. His mind raced, dispelling his sleepiness from before. The dull thud of their footsteps echoed through the dimly lit corridor as they approached the secret visitation room. With a creak, the guard unlocked the iron door, and Peter stepped inside, still shackled and restrained. A large square table was in the visiting room, and two men were there. Peter's eyes locked onto the man in the center, whose obsidian gaze bore into him. While he appeared calm, the man had an intimidating presence. It was the face Peter knew all too well. That person was none other than Elliot, the man he had wanted to kill countless times. However, he had lost, and he would never have the chance again. What surprised him even more was that Elliot had brough