Novels by Tenzen

Arthur, who had been silently observing the exchange, finally took a step forward. His movements were deliberate, and his eyes, calm yet piercing, locked onto Collin's. Amanda, standing beside him, felt a slight tremor in the air, though Arthur remained very composed.The dangling chandeliers above cast a mild glow over the scene, but the tension between them was far from soft. Every eye in the room began to shift in their direction, whispers rippling through the banquet hall. Amanda’s parents, who had been standing nervously a few feet away, froze, sensing the danger of the situation.Collin’s sneer grew wider. “Oh, look at this,” he said, a chuckle bubbling up from his throat. “The poor criminal Son in law is trying to be a hero now. I’ve had about enough of you, now back off.” His voice lowered as he stepped closer to Arthur, his breath brushing against Arthur’s face, filled with arrogance. “Do you know who I am? Do you have any idea what I can do, I am Collin Kelly the first son a

"Well, well, well, look who's here. If it isn't Amanda and the criminal son in law."Along with the mockeries, Henry Cortez and his family arrived with bags of gifts consisting of fine wine, wild ginseng, tea, and other exotic materials in their hands.The Cortez clan's plan was plain and simple... To butter up the War Lord as much as they could so he would see them as favorable."I didn't expect you to show up, Amanda." Henry's wife Melanie said as she moved closer to Amanda, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Where the hell is your invitation card? Show it to me. It's quite easy to purchase counterfeit ones these days if I might add." she finished with a dull laughter.Henry, his wife and the others were not the slightest bit convinced that Authur could get an invitation."Just look at their state, there's no way they can get an invitation to the banquet! Especially this late.... It so funny it's kinda like saying pigs could fly!"."I..." Amanda hesitated because there was no invitation

"I think the four of you can just have a bowl of noodle each. There's no need to serve you guys as you are not a leading contributor for this clans wealth." Henry dropped a bomb shell on the Cortez family."We just decided to feed you guys, otherwise, it'll look like grandpa is mistreating you guys. As you can see, the richest families of the clan haven't eaten to their fill yet".Other tables were bustling with noise and excitement mixed with the clanging of ceramic plates and metal cutleries. With everyone toasting to each other and currying favor with Andrew, but it was deadly silence at Authur's.Amanda's father glanced at Authur, then back at Andrew, sighing deeply, "Whats the point of getting envious? Such is my fate!"However, they didn't dare to leave the event without the old man's permission, no one could for that matter. They could only sit there and continue to suffer from the humiliation in awkward silence. Right then, Andrew came over with a glass of wine, followed by a

"Tch... You’re claiming to be the one and only War Lord?" The Cortez Patriarch spoke.No one dared move a single muscle. The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough that it could be sliced in half with a knife.Andrew frowned. "So you're saying that all this time, while you've been claiming to be the War Lord, you were actually telling the truth?"Arthur smiled briefly. "Yes, I am the War Lord. But I've never met you before today."Andrew furrowed his brows in disbelief. "You see, I know you're messing with everyone here. You're just a clumsy liar. The last time I checked, although no one has ever seen his true face, the War Lord goes by the name Damien Star. And your name—your name sounds nothing like Damien Star. Your name sounds more like Armstrong family disgrace, six years in prison!"The crowd erupted into laughter, Andrew leading them with exaggerated amusement."This guy's a clown!" Andrew continued his ridicule. "Gosh, Amanda, this is the man you chose over me? He calls

“Huh?”Andrew froze, and so did everyone around him.“Are you saying that you’re the War Lord?” Andrew asked with a frown.“Yes, yes, I am. And I don't think I've ever met you,” Arthur replied with a low smile.“Oh, you’ve got jokes,” Andrew said, almost angrily, and walked away.“Damn, your family is really messed up…” Henry muttered, flashing Amanda’s father a dark look. “So disappointed in you,” he finished, this time directing his words to Amanda.Amanda sat in the corner. In the face of humiliation and disappointment, she didn’t utter a single word, but tears silently rolled down her cheeks. Never had she imagined that she would be confronted by such a humiliating moment. She stared at Arthur, feeling a mixture of disgust and disbelief. She didn’t mind that Arthur had been imprisoned, nor did she care about the stigma that came with it. What bothered her most was his attitude. Initially, she had thought that he would start fresh and live a practical life after being released, but

Authurs bravado nearly drove Amanda and her parents round the bend."Having you caged up for years must have done something to your brain..." Amanda squinted at him. "Fine, If you say so then prove it!" She shoved her mobile phone into Authurs hands directly. "I'd like to see how you make Armstrong family now their heads with just one word!"."I..."Authur was stunned.Naturally, he was very capable of exterminating the Armstrong family with his words, but he had given them one month, it would be uneventful to go back on his word. "Just as I thought... You can't do shit, can you?" Amanda snatched the phone back from his grasp and smashed it to the ground marking her wrath."Take your leave now, you're not welcome here" Amanda's father chimed in."No. Dad let him in!" Amanda protested."What... What do you mean Amanda?"."I won't remarry. My husband is back." ***A few minutes had passed after Amanda took Authur to her bedroom while her parents waited in the living confused with the

"Brentley, what did you just say?"Phoebe's face was full of disbelief as she frowned at Brentley after hearing him claim that he was the real "Gone with the Wind.""Actually, I'm the real 'Gone with the Wind.' The person you talked to today is an imposter!"Brentley had no choice but to tell Phoebe the truth to prevent her from being deceived.Phoebe stared at Brentley for at least two or three seconds, then blinked her big, watery eyes and burst into laughter.Seeing Phoebe laugh, Brentley's expression turned even more exasperated, as if he had already anticipated her reaction."What's so funny?"Brentley asked Phoebe in a tone of helplessness."Brentley, you are just too funny. What you just said is the funniest joke I've ever heard," Phoebe said, clearly amused."Phoebe, I'm not joking. I was being very serious!" Brentley explained in a low voice."Are you serious?"Phoebe smiled at Brentley and continued, "Alright, I know you're just joking with me. How could you possibly be 'Gon

Brentley lay on his bed, staring at his phone. He recalled how he had been unable to log into his account no matter what he tried, and now, someone was impersonating him.This could only mean one thing: his account had been hacked.But what puzzled Brentley was that his account had no money in it. Why would anyone bother hacking it?"Could it be Young Master Jordan from Sunshire City?" Brentley wondered.However, he quickly dismissed this thought. The hacker hadn't used Brentley's fame to promote other streamers. From what Phoebe had told him, Young Master Jordan was the owner of a streaming company and wanted to sign Phoebe to his company. If he had hacked Brentley's account, he would have used it to promote his company's streamers.But the hacker had only sent some gifts in Phoebe's live-stream and then logged off.This left Brentley even more confused about the hacker's intentions.He spent a long time examining his phone but found nothing. Phoebe had also ended her live-stream, so

"Never mind, I have classes tomorrow, and there's no rush to buy a house anyway!" Caroline thought to herself, wondering how she would seduce Brentley if she actually brought him home. But her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by Brentley's voice.Caroline was stunned by Brentley's words, a strange glint flashing in her beautiful eyes."Mr. Carter, are you sure you don't want to come and take a look?" Caroline asked, her voice filled with disappointment."No, I have other matters to attend to. I'll be leaving now," Brentley replied nonchalantly before turning and walking away.Since Brentley wasn't in a hurry to buy a house, he saw no need to go over now. As for Caroline's thoughts, Brentley was completely oblivious.Seeing Brentley about to leave, Caroline quickly reached out and grabbed his arm."Mr. Carter, I'm really sorry about today. I shouldn't have said those things to you earlier...""It's fine. I didn't take your words to heart," Brentley said, glancing back at her indiffer

Brentley stared at Vienna standing before him, utterly at a loss for words. He never imagined that Vienna would think he gave her the villa because he wanted to keep her as a mistress. In reality, Brentley had no such intentions."Mr. Carter, please rest assured. I've always been very proper. I've never had a boyfriend, and I'm clean!" Vienna quickly added when she saw Brentley remaining silent.Brentley glanced up and down at Vienna. He had to admit, she was quite attractive. Her figure was top-notch, with a well-proportioned chest, long and slender legs beneath her denim shorts, and a slim waist. Her delicate face had a hint of innocence and cuteness, although her attire was a bit shabby. With a little effort, she might not compare to someone like Claire, but she would definitely outshine Ophelia.If it had been the old Brentley Carter, he might have been tempted by such a beautiful woman offering herself. But now, having met Claire, even though she was only his fiancée in name, Bre

Vienna froze instinctively after hearing Brentley's words, and Caroline looked equally puzzled.Brentley had just mentioned that he didn't buy this house for himself. If it wasn't for him, it must be a gift for someone else. And now, he had called Vienna over.Caroline's mind raced with a bold idea: Could it be that Brentley bought this villa to give it to Vienna?Vienna stood there, dumbfounded, her face showing utter confusion. She still hadn't wrapped her head around the fact that Brentley had spent so much money on the villa. It all seemed too surreal."Vienna, why are you just standing there? Hurry up and come over!" Caroline called out, frowning when she saw Vienna's lack of response."Yes, Manager Brown!" Vienna quickly replied, walking nervously to Brentley. She timidly asked, "Mr. Carter, what can I do for you?""Sign the contract," Brentley said calmly, sitting on the sofa.Everyone was stunned by Brentley's words, their faces filled with disbelief. The meaning of Brentley's

"Did you buy this villa?"Caroline was momentarily stunned when she heard Brentley's answer, then burst into laughter, her body shaking. The sales office staff joined in, laughing as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world."Mr. Carter... I'm fine. If worse comes to worst, I'll just find another job. Let's just go!"Vienna was deeply moved that Brentley had stepped up to speak for her, but she knew there was no way he could afford a $960,000 villa. To her, his words seemed like nothing more than a joke."Had enough laughing?"Brentley's sudden interruption silenced the room. Caroline stopped laughing and gave him a quick look, then said, "You want to buy this villa, right? This villa is a special offer. We don't accept loans; it's full payment only. The deposit is two hundred thousand, and the remaining Seven hundred and sixty thousand must be paid within a week. If you want to buy it, just pay up!""Two hundred thousand for the deposit?"Brentley was momentarily surpris