In Central City, Kelvin Davidson, who was known by others as the ‘Master Centipede’ was at his luxurious office situated in the iconic building 'H’.
Sitting on the leather sofa and holding a cigarette in his hand, he was staring at what was in front of him with his hollow eyes. He casually threw his mobile phone on the ground. At the same time, the cigarette butts were all over the floor. This also showed that he did not know how many cigarettes he had smoked and for how long he had smoked.
In the past, no matter how annoying things were, a cigarette would be enough to calm him down. There was nothing he could not get over with one cigarette. If there was something that really bothered him, he would smoke two cigarettes.
But today, after smoking a dozen or twenty cigarettes in a row, Master Centipede could not heal the pain in his heart, just because his most beloved son had died. Upon receiving the bad news of Weiss’ tragic death, Master Centipede felt that his whole world came crashing down.
He had no children and had adopted three children.
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