"No... No," Jordan's question snaps Kevin out of his daze. "My name is Kevin Snow. I just recently came back to East Veridora. I've been overseas. As for my relationship with Margaret...," he pauses and scratches his hair, seemingly hesitant to speak.Jordan narrows his brows. He can already tell Kevin's relationship with Margaret through his reluctance to disclose it.His face crinkles in disgust as he says coolly, "It has only been a few days since Vincy died and you are already disrespecting him by sleeping with his wife? You couldn't even let his mourning period end?""I've known Margaret before her husband. Our relationship is kinda complicated," Kevin says in defense, shrugging. "Besides, I wasn't the one who chose to disrespect Vincy, Margaret did. The woman would do anything to have you killed even if it means sleeping with another. As long as the person is willing to take up the course. I couldn't let such an opportunity slide.""Mmm," Jordan hums and removes his foot from his

Downtown, East Veridora...In a softly lit luxurious room, Margaret clad in a revealing nightgown, sits on a king-sized bed wearing a troubled expression. There is a glass of juice in front of her but she seems not to be in the mood for drinks and her gaze is tightly locked on the door.It's been hours since Kevin left to kill Jordan as agreed and bring back his head to her but he hasn't returned. She has tried calling his line but it hasn't been going through, making her so worried.Her mind is running far and wide, considering all the possibilities that could bring about that. Could it be that something has happened to Kevin too?It's no secret anymore that Jordan is so powerful as even The Grim Reaper for some reason spared him even after what he did. She is left wondering if she had made a mistake by putting her trust in Kevin. After all, she has never seen him fight before so she can't tell how strong he is.If Jordan already defeated him, that means she had allowed him fuck her

"Hmm." The Grim Reaper's eyes darken. After fucking another man and defiling his order but failing, Margaret had the guts to come back to this school. Does she really not take he, The Grim Reaper seriously?He taps his foot on the ground and instantly vanishes. The next second, he materializes in front of Margaret who was just about to open her door and walk in."Father," Margaret is taken aback by the The Grim Reaper's sudden appearance but she quickly composes herself and greets him with a bow."Hmm," The Grim Reaper hums, rather amused by Margaret's confidence to still refer to him as father after what she did. Nevertheless, he doesn't query her, instead he asks, "Where have you been?"Margaret's expression turns sullen. She sighs heavily and shakes her head. "Nowhere really. I've just been here and there. Vincy's death took a huge toll on me. I could barely sleep. I had to leave to get away from the hunting memories. I'm sorry I didn't tell you before leaving.""I must say you lie

Margaret instantly loses her balance as if struck by lightning and her face pales. "He... He came here looking for me?" She stutters, breaking out in a cold sweat. "Wait," she blurts as if recalling something. "Was he the one who broke down the school gate?"The Grim Reaper doesn't bother to respond to that question, instead saying, "It's quite surprising that he didn't come after you after leaving here." He tilts his head, as if in thought and after a while, looks back at her as he says, "That can only mean that he has decided to give you a chance to change your ways and stop sending assassins after him. You are lucky. If he wanted you dead, you would have been dead and even I wouldn't have had anything to do about it.""But why is it so, father? Why can't you do anything to him? He is just a pauper, how can you be so afraid of him?"The Grim Reaper glares at her for addressing him as father before shaking his head as he says, "What do you know? If he was really a pauper, would I be

"Jordan Callahan?" Lorenzo is caught off guard. "Is there another Jordan Callahan in Opulence Heights besides my Lord?" He muses, placing his hand on his jaw.The driver's eyes widen at Lorenzo's words. Though Lorenzo was murmuring to himself, he had luckily heard a little of what he was murmuring. He can't help but fully turn to him as he asks in shallow breaths, "You know Jordan Callahan, and did you say he is your Lord? What do you mean by that?"Lorenzo shrugs. "You don't need to worry about that. The Jordan I know might not be the Jordan you were talking about. As you probably know, I'm a foreigner. I come from East Veridora and the Jordan Callahan I speak of is from there. He definitely can't be the one you are talking about.""That might not be the case," the driver shakes his head."What do you mean?" Lorenzo arches his brows at him."Well," the driver shrugs. "After the incident ten years ago, Jordan Callahan disappeared from Opulence Heights. If you know of a Jordan Callahan