“Don’t ask me who I am. I refuse to tell you,” the man replied. There was a feminine lace to his tone, but Nathan was sure it wasn’t a female.

“I can kill you now and know. Why are you following me? Who sent you?” Nathan raised the knife again.

The man didn’t flinch. “No one sent me. I sent myself. And it’s a rare sight for a billionaire CEO to be shopping at such a small store, isn’t it?”

Nathan sighed. The person knew he was a CEO, so it wasn’t a simple stranger. He had disguised himself pretty well. Whoever could unmask his identity was surely no mere...