Chapter 1300 She Had to Be Wary

Amur's eyelids drooped. He nodded and asked, "Boss, did you deliberately ask her to come to New York?" Abel narrowed his gaze. He put a cigar into his mouth and lit it. Amur's head remained lowered, even though the cigar smoke stung his nose. He wanted to know what Abel was truly thinking. Abel shot a sideways glance at Amur and suddenly brought the glowing end of the cigar a fraction of an inch away from Amur's face. If Abel moved his hand slightly, the cigar would leave a scorch mark on Amur's skin. Time seemed to freeze at that instant. Amur did not move or flinch even though he could smell something burning. Abel maintained that pose for a full half a minute. He pulled his hand away when some ash dropped on the floor. "All you have to do is follow my orders and not ask any questions," he said coldly. Amur's hands clenched into fists. He hated himself for being not strong enough to protect Luca. If only he were stronger and not under Abel's control! "Why are you still