Chapter 395 Samuel’s eyes blazed red as he roared, “Die p> His fist shot forward, a strike so fierce it seemed to tear the world apart. The garden exploded into chaos. Trees bent and cracked like dry twigs, plants were ripped from the earth, and a storm of dust swirled
Chapter 394 “Is my father’s life in danger?” Henry’s voice cracked, panic spilling out. “No,” Alex answered firmly. “Your father isn’t in any life-threatening danger. He’s as strong as a million bulls. Honestly, I doubt any of you could stop him right now p> “Then what’s happening to him?” Henry
Chapter 393 “Frederick! You can’t hit Alex!” Lawrence rushed in, grabbing Frederick’s arm just as it swung toward Alex. “Shut the hell up!” Frederick snarled. He seized Lawrence by the collar and flung him aside like trash. But Lawrence scrambled to his feet and stood in front of Alex again,
Chapter 392 “Uncle,” Frederick snapped. “How could you stand on this loser’s side? He dares demand two hundred million from us? Why don’t we just drag him out and torture him p> “Loser? Torture me?” Alex let out a low, weary laugh and rubbed his temple as if Frederick’s words
Chapter 391 Alex stood in silence, caught between two sides-on one end, the Kingstons, and on the other, Sophia and Lyra. All he wanted was peace, but they were pulling each other apart, and he didn’t know where to place his support. “Alex,” Lyra said urgently, “the Kingstons are attacking
Chapter 390 In the Prescott family’s estate in Lexington, the air was thick with dread. On the grand bed lay Samuel Prescott, the bald, aging patriarch. His once- commanding frame had withered, his skin pale as parchment, his breath shallow and labored. Around him, the Prescott bloodline gathered in tense
Chapter 389 Alfred Kingston shook his head slowly, his voice edged with disdain. “Alex, I’ll admit you have courage. But the line between bravery and stupidity is razor-thin p> “And right now, you’re nothing but a fool who doesn’t even know his own limits. You’re nothing-worthless. You’re not even qualified
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Chapter 387 Lord Moretti didn’t answer Alex. He acted as if he hadn’t even seen him. With a flick of his hand, he declared, “Tonight’s business is over. Everyone out-unless you want to die here p> The room froze. Customers turned pale. Everyone knew the stories-when Lord Moretti cleared a
Chapter 386 Alex could’ve killed the thugs without breaking a sweat, but he wasn’t here for them. He needed Mike, and there were still things he didn’t know. So instead of rising to the bait, he sat down on the floor, legs stretched out, calm as stone. The thugs glanced
Chapter 385 “Shoot him!” Voices erupted, weapons raised in every direction. “Whoever kills him takes the money p> Dozens of guns swung toward Alex. But the moment bullets flew, chaos ripped through the crowd. “Stop shooting! You’re hitting your own men!” someone screamed—right before a stray bullet tore through his
Chapter 384 The next morning, Alex sat watching the news, his eyes narrowing as the anchor reported on the unrest shaking Vinland State. Everyone was talking about Jose. They said he had changed after his son’s death and his wife’s injury. Now he was cleaning house, rooting out the corrupt
Chapter 383 The Chief of Police’s face drained of color. “No, I mean… yes. Yes, you dare to pull the trigger p> “No,” Jose exhaled slowly, almost tired. “I don’t dare to pull the trigger. Do you know why p> “I… I don’t know, Governor. Please, tell me p> “The
Chapter 382 Bernard F. Peterson was the Vice Governor of Vinland State. At fifty, he was still considered young for a politician, and his ambition burned hotter than ever-he wanted the Governor’s seat. But that dream never found its flame. Jose, the old but unshakable Governor, still held the people’s
Chapter 381 Alex froze at Lucia’s fading voice. “Doctor!” he barked, shoving Josephine toward him. “Test her blood-now! Maybe we still have a chance p> The doctor’s brow furrowed, hesitation flickering in his eyes. “Are you certain p> “No,” Alex shot back. “But if they’re related, there’s hope. A miracle,
Chapter 380 “Don’t call me mother. I never had a son like you. You’re evil incarnate p> Lucia’s voice cracked, tears spilling down her face, her chest aching as if her heart itself were being torn apart. “Whatever,” William said coldly. “I’ll always be your son. Even when you’re dead,
Chapter 379 Everyone carries some regret in life. For Lucia, the regret went back twenty years-when she failed to stop her only daughter from giving her heart to a man with no honor, a poor peasant with nothing to his name. “Maria,” Lucia said, her voice sharp with authority. “You
Chapter 378 Jose shot up from his chair the instant he heard the rumble of a car speeding down the street. “It’s William’s car p> He rushed to the back door, hoping to find Josephine, but all that greeted him was a pile of garbage she had been about to
Chapter 377 The night grew heavy. Shadows stretched long across the small house as Alex sat quietly by the crackling fireplace, the flames painting his face in flickering gold. Across from him, old José sat hunched in his worn wooden chair. Neither spoke. The only sound was the faint crackle
Chapter 376 When Lyra ended the call, another phone rang. “Alex,” an elderly man’s voice came through, warm but formal. “You promised you’d come check on our health. When will I have that honor p> Alex leaned back. “Well, I can come right now-if you know where to find me