Novels by adarighofuamena49

Bai Zhe leaned back in his chair after a moment of silence. His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest as he looked at Jasper, eyes sharp with interest rather than doubt. The office was quiet except for the faint hum of the air conditioner. Outside the window, the city moved on, unaware of the conversation unfolding inside.“Why don’t you do it yourself?” Bai Zhe asked. “If this is the plan, why push it all onto me?”Jasper didn’t answer immediately. He remained standing where he was, posture relaxed, hands in his pockets. His face showed no rush, no irritation. It was as if he had already expected the question. He let the silence sit, knowing Bai Zhe would wait.“They look down on me,” Jasper said calmly.Bai Zhe raised an eyebrow. “The Zhou family?”“Yes,” Jasper replied. “From the beginning.”He walked a little closer to the desk, stopping just short of it. “To them, I’m still someone who rose too fast. Someone without roots deep enough. They don’t see me as a real threat.”Tha

Jasper arrived at Bai Zhe’s company without any announcement. The building was busy, people moving in and out, voices low but constant. It was the kind of place where things were always happening quietly, without drawing attention. Jasper preferred it that way. Noise attracted eyes, and eyes led to questions. This place understood how to move without leaving marks.The glass doors slid open as he approached. Cool air brushed against his face. Inside, the lobby was clean and modern, but not flashy. Everything looked deliberate. The walls were light-colored, the floor polished but not reflective enough to draw attention. Employees passed by with folders in hand, some talking in hushed tones, others focused on their phones. No one lingered.When he stepped inside, the receptionist recognized him immediately and stood up. “He’s expecting you,” she said, already reaching for the phone.“There’s no need,” Jasper replied calmly. “I’ll go in myself.”She hesitated for a second, fingers hoveri

Jasper arrived at the Sinclair family residence just as the sun had fully risen. The driveway was long, lined with tall trees that had been planted decades ago. The air was crisp, and the faint scent of blooming flowers drifted through the gate. Jasper stepped out of the car and walked up to the front door. The old man of the Sinclair family was waiting, standing with a calm posture that somehow carried authority without effort.“Jasper,” the old man said, his voice steady, “good to see you.”“Good morning, sir,” Jasper replied. His tone was polite, neutral. He didn’t hurry, but there was a purposeful edge to his steps.The old man gestured toward the table in the hall. “I have everything you asked for. All the information on the Zhou family, collected, organized, ready for you.”Jasper’s eyes narrowed slightly, though the motion was subtle. “I appreciate it. This is exactly what I wanted.” He stepped closer, glancing at the stacks of documents laid neatly on the table. “And I assume

After leaving the Zhou family’s house, the car drove smoothly along the road. Neither Jasper nor Bai Zhe spoke immediately. The tension from earlier had not faded yet, but it had settled into something quieter. It was no longer explosive. It was steady.Bai Zhe leaned back in his seat and finally broke the silence. “So,” he said, turning slightly toward Jasper, “what’s next?”Jasper didn’t answer right away. His gaze remained on the road ahead. The city moved past them steadily, people going about their day without knowing what had just happened or what was about to happen.“We wait,” Jasper said after a moment.Bai Zhe frowned slightly. “Wait?”“Yes.”“For how long?”“That depends on them.”Bai Zhe thought about it for a moment. “You’re talking about the Bai family.”Jasper nodded. “They need to move first.”Bai Zhe crossed his arms. “If we strike now, we could catch them off guard.”“That’s exactly why we shouldn’t,” Jasper replied.Bai Zhe looked at him. “Explain.”“If we attack fi

Morning came quietly.There was no rush, no unnecessary talk. Jasper was already awake before the sky fully brightened. Bai Zhe followed shortly after. Neither of them needed to say much. Everything that needed to be done had already been decided the night before.Bai Zhe adjusted his clothes and glanced at Jasper. “We’re going straight there.”“Yes,” Jasper replied. “No detours.”“And no hiding,” Bai Zhe added.Jasper nodded. “There’s no need.”They left the compound shortly after. The road was quiet, the city still waking up. Traffic was light. Jasper sat in the back seat, eyes closed, arms crossed, thinking through the next steps. Bai Zhe watched the road ahead, his expression steady.Neither of them spoke for a while.Eventually, Bai Zhe broke the silence. “The Zhou family won’t pretend they don’t know why we’re coming.”“They might,” Jasper replied calmly. “People lie even when the truth is obvious.”Bai Zhe gave a short laugh. “Then they’re wasting their breath.”“They’ve wasted

The restrained assassin remained silent for a long moment, his eyes scanning the room with a faint glimmer of defiance. He had been caught, yet he did not flinch. The quiet in the compound stretched thick, heavy with anticipation, as if the night itself were waiting to see what would unfold next. Jasper observed him carefully, every muscle, every subtle twitch recorded in his mind.Finally, the man spoke, voice low, bitter, and edged with frustration. “You think you caught me by chance?” he scoffed, the words dripping with contempt. “Do you really believe you knew where he was by yourself? There’s no way I would have led you there willingly.”Jasper’s eyes narrowed slightly. He tilted his head, watching the man’s expression shift from confidence to defiance, then to a faint shadow of fear. He did not respond immediately. He had learned long ago that words, at the right time, carried more weight than force. Silence could be a tool. Silence could be a weapon.Bai Zhe, still seated nearb