Chapter: CHAPTER 156The air in the room was damp, and the walls echoed with Waldric’s laughter—it sounded like iron scraping against stone. The dim yellow lamp above his head swung slowly, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. In that faint light, Waldric looked like the silhouette of a demon who had just finished signing a contract for immortality.The corner of his lips lifted, his eyes narrowing in satisfaction. “Those two wolves are too busy tearing each other apart, and meanwhile, I—” he pointed to his chest with a fingertip, “—am taking over their den one by one.”Laughter erupted again from his throat, deep and heavy. Jorge only stood beside him, his head lowered. He knew that if he dared to laugh, Waldric might take it as mockery. The man was too unpredictable.Waldric pushed his chair back, leaned against it, and tapped his knee slowly. “You know, Jorge,” he said while gazing at the ceiling, “everyone thinks I’m just a pawn, easy to sacrifice. They think I move without direction, bu
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Chapter: CHAPTER 155Kaylery was not afraid of Asher’s words at all. Instead, he stared back with defiance. His sharp gaze was filled with hatred. Inside the room, only Asher and he remained. His laughter burst out in response to Asher’s words, then slowly faded, replaced by a crooked smirk.“You think I’m afraid of your threats?” Kaylery’s voice was cold, his eyes narrowing sharply. “Bring me the proof. You came here without any evidence?” he mocked.Asher smiled meaningfully. He had intentionally provoked the man’s emotions. He stayed calm, his mind trying to read Kaylery’s thoughts. But unfortunately, Asher could not read Kaylery’s mind at all.Asher stayed silent. Only his slow breathing filled the air, like someone who knew he was fully in control. The light in the room shone on half of his face, casting a sharp shadow on the wall behind him. His gaze did not waver, fixed straight on Kaylery, who stood defiantly.Then, the corner of his lips lifted slightly. A smile—but not a genuine one. “Proof?” As
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Chapter: CHAPTER 154Night air crept slowly through the gaps in the old walls, brushing the skin with a sharp cold, but the man remained motionless. It was as if the air did not dare touch him. From behind the wooden window whose paint had begun to peel, his shoulders trembled slightly before the low voice broke—heavy, hoarse, then echoed throughout the room, slapping the silence with a tone that was too satisfied.The laugh rang out like metal striking metal, loud, and strangely beautiful to its owner.Once or twice he staggered, bowing his head, pressing his trembling chest to hold back his euphoria.“Ha… hahah! Those two wolves… were dancing on the rope I had spun myself.” The corner of his mouth lifted slowly, almost lazily.Those eyes stared at the screen before him, reflecting the golden light from the desk lamp.That cold gaze was cloaked in something dangerous. His fingers tapped the wooden table softly, rhythmic, steady, as if counting the breaths of his enemies.A folder lay open before him. Big
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Chapter: CHAPTER 153Kaylery’s face tightened until the veins in his neck bulged. His fingers clenched hard, as if crushing the last pieces of patience left in him. His eyes glimmered sharply with emotion. The room felt hot for the man who was used to controlling the flow; heat did not come from the weather, but from the fire of anger burning inside his chest. The news of his failed plan for Asher’s wedding night shattered. The guests had been evacuated, and the homemade bombs planted in the corners of the hotel had been defused. Damn it, everything that should have been his weapon to tear apart the Dixons’ reputation vanished just like that. Kaylery stared at the screen, every red dot that disappeared was an insult to his ambition. He wanted to scream, Ah, no, not for the sake of safety, but because of the luxury of that humiliation. But there was one sentence that boiled his blood more than anything else: someone, no one knew who, had kidnapped Alicia. Kaylery swallowed hard. His eyes narrowed, and
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Chapter: CHAPTER 152Asher’s trusted security team was busy in the monitoring room, their eyes fixed on dozens of CCTV screens that showed every corner of the hotel. Wilson stood upright in the center, arms crossed, his gaze sharp watching. Then his brow furrowed.There was a suspicious shadow on one of the screens. Someone seemed to be pacing in the service corridor, turning too often to the right and left as if checking something. Just then, a loud danger alarm blared from the control panel. Its electronic sound shattered the silence of the room.Wilson immediately pressed an earphone to his ear, connecting a direct line to Joseph and the bodyguards who were stationed around vulnerable points.“Sir, it’s bad!” Steven’s voice—the bald-headed chief technician with a thin mustache like a cat’s—broke into the room. His eyes widened at the screen. “Someone has planted an improvised bomb in the hotel area!”Wilson turned quickly, his jaw hardening. The hotel’s security system—armed with the latest technology—
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Chapter: CHAPTER 151Waldric felt uneasy, he absolutely did not want to help Kaylery. If he helped once more, then his life would certainly never be peaceful. Not only would Asher chase him to kill him, but Kaylery would surely do the same.However, he had no choice at all. He had to be able to adjust himself, even if it meant being two-faced in front of them. He would obey Kaylery’s will, but he would also try to win favor with the Dixon family. He would ask for their help to save his business."Ah, this is so troublesome," muttered Waldric with a short laugh. His hand held his head, which felt dizzy.Various business documents were scattered on the table. All of them contained compensation demands from film producers. After the news spread that his entertainment company was linked to illegal drugs, many brands that had already signed contracts with his artists and models suddenly terminated their agreements.The door to the room opened, and an athletic man with curly brown hair entered. The man bowed re
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Chapter: CHAPTER 22Rafael stood tall before the massive mirror adorning the wall of his lavish chamber. His broad shoulders were cloaked in an outfit tailored to perfection, befitting his new title as crown prince. A sleek black suit with modern cuts hugged his frame, paired with a long crimson mantle that shimmered subtly under the golden light. The royal crest of Carlies, a gleaming gold emblem, adorned his chest, a symbol of the authority now officially his. Servants moved swiftly around him, adjusting the folds of his suit, slipping white gloves over his hands, and ensuring every detail was immaculate. Rafael, however, remained calm, unfazed by the flurry of activity. His gaze in the mirror reflected the bearing of a leader, though beneath his composed exterior lay a flicker of satisfaction he couldn’t entirely mask. It wasn’t just the restoration of his rightful title that pleased him—it was also the ruin of those who had once dismissed him. "Frederick," Rafael murmured softly, his voice laced
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Chapter: CHAPTER 21Three days had passed, and the devastation in Hurbret was undeniable. Small villages lay in ashes, fields were barren, and refugees filled the main roads with despair etched into their faces. The air reeked of smoke, blood, and death. Frederick stood on the balcony of his now-disheveled estate, his sharp eyes scanning the empty fields below, his jaw clenched tight.Inside the house, the chaos mirrored the destruction outside. His trusted secretary stood with his head bowed, clutching a stack of official documents. His voice trembled as he spoke, trying to deliver the news delicately.“Baron,” the secretary began softly but firmly, “I’ve just received a report from the royal envoy. The kingdom is planning a welcoming feast for the new crown prince.”Frederick froze for a moment, then slowly turned with eyes as sharp as daggers. “What?” he asked, his voice low and filled with menace.“A welcoming feast, sir,” the secretary repeated, swallowing hard before continuing. “The new crown prin
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Chapter: CHAPTER 20In the vast silver-toned chamber, Rafael sat in an armchair, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. The room felt warm, but Rafael’s mood burned hotter. A brief report from Caesar had just been delivered, and every word in it brought a wide smile to his face.He read the letter again, letting his eyes dance over the words describing the downfall of the Hurbret family. The collapse of trade guilds, attacks from wild beasts, and the growing number of refugees—all these details seemed like personal entertainment to Rafael. But the highlight was the description of Frederick, the once-arrogant baron who had now become a desperate man groveling for help to survive.“That coward truly is like a dog,” Rafael muttered disdainfully.He couldn’t hold back. A booming laugh erupted from his lips, echoing through the chamber like a victory bell. Tossing the letter onto the table, he swirled the wine in his glass lazily. “Utterly hilarious,” he murmured, his smile curling into a sneer.Rising from
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Chapter: CHAPTER 19A week had passed since Rafael left the Hurbret territory, and chaos had begun to unfold. The once-thriving trade guilds collapsed one after another. Goods failed to arrive on time, and trading partners gradually withdrew their support. Meanwhile, wild beasts from the forests, which had previously kept their distance, began attacking nearby villages. Farmers lost their fields, and residents started abandoning their homes in search of safety elsewhere.In the grand but now hollow Hurbret manor, Baron Frederick paced back and forth in his study. The once-confident man now bore a somber expression, deep lines of worry etched across his forehead. Reports piled up on his cluttered desk, none of them bearing good news."Why is this happening?" Frederick muttered in despair, staring blankly at the scattered papers.In the corner of the room, Marquess Greyson Yrewich sat with a tense expression. His fingers massaged his temples, his tired eyes reflecting his growing frustration. As a landlord
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Chapter: CHAPTER 18The banquet hall that night was filled with the aroma of exquisite cuisine, the clinking of wine glasses, and the lively chatter of knights. The majestic pillars of the royal dining room stood tall, adorned with golden carvings reflecting the shimmering light from the crystal chandelier above. However, the jovial atmosphere abruptly shifted when King Tremos rose from his seat, raising a hand to command silence."Brothers!" Tremos' voice boomed with authority, echoing throughout the hall. "Tonight, I wish to introduce someone many of you thought lost to us. He is my blood, a son who has proven himself far beyond these palace walls. My own son—Rafael De Carlies."Sitting calmly beside the king, Rafael raised his wine glass slightly, a faint, unreadable smile gracing his lips. Some of the knights looked puzzled, while others immediately rose from their seats, bowing respectfully."Greetings to the Grand Prince of Carlies," one knight proclaimed with reverence."Isn't he Duke Rafael, the
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Chapter: CHAPTER 17The luxurious chamber fell silent after the heated exchange. King Tremos stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his emerald eyes locked sharply on Rafael as if trying to decipher every detail of his son’s expression. Finally, Tremos took a deep breath, his voice lowering from its usual commanding tone.“So, what is it that you want?” Tremos asked, at last, his voice calm but still cold. “Do you wish to be king?”Rafael, who had been standing nonchalantly with his hands in his pockets, raised an eyebrow, as though surprised by the question. Slowly, a thin, meaningful smile curled on his lips. He didn’t answer right away, letting an awkward silence stretch between them. Finally, with a casual motion, he stepped away from the sofa, standing tall in front of his father.“Yes,” he answered firmly. “Restore my status. I am still your son, am I not? Isn’t it time I replaced you? Though times are changing, the title of king might not hold the same significance in the future. Even so, I’l
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