Chapter 670 “Who dars ” The words almost left Felix’s mouth.They rose instinctively, carried by habit, by authority, by the identity he had lived as for so long, the Emperor of the Victorium Empire, a man whose voice alone could shake nations, whose presence demanded obedience without question. But, the words never came out, because the moment he turned, the body froze.Not hesitated.Not paused.Froze.Felix felt it instantly.A sudden tightening of the chest, a sharp contraction in the muscles, the breath catching midway as though something unseen had seized control of his entire being. His limbs refused to move, his voice died in his throat, and a cold wave of fear surged through him without warning.It wasn’t his fear.It was Kenet’s. Standing before him Was Brad. The largest boy in the class.Broad shoulders, thick arms, a build that made him look older than everyone else, stronger than everyone else, someone who carried himself with the natural dominance of someone who

Chapter 672 Morning came quietly. The small apartment was already awake before the sun had fully risen, the faint clatter of utensils and the low hum of movement filling the modest space. Kenet stepped out of his room, already dressed in his school uniform, his movements careful, his expression calm though faint traces of yesterday’s bruises still lingered on his face.His mother stood by the small kitchen counter, packing his lunch with practiced hands, her posture slightly weary but her expression warm. His father sat at the table, already dressed for work, sipping tea while scanning through a folded newspaper that had seen better days.“Good morning,” Kenet said softly.“Morning, dear,” his mother replied immediately, turning to him with a smile that held both affection and concern. Her eyes lingered briefly on his face, as though still remembering the injuries from the previous day.“Are you feeling better today?” she asked gently.“I’m fine,” Kenet answered quickly, almost too

Chapter 674 When the final bell rang and the school day came to an end, the atmosphere shifted instantly from discipline to freedom. Students poured out of classrooms in lively clusters, laughter and chatter filling the hallways as lockers slammed open and shut in rapid succession. Kenet lingered. Not because he had anything left to do. But because he was waiting. He stood near the row of lockers, his fingers tightening slightly around the strap of his bag, his eyes scanning the corridor until He saw her.Gema.She walked gracefully toward her locker, her presence drawing attention as always. A few boys nearby straightened unconsciously, others glanced at her in admiration, but she seemed accustomed to it, unaffected, moving with calm confidence.She opened her locker and began placing her books inside.Kenet swallowed.His heart rate began to rise.Felix felt it clearly.The biological reaction was immediate.The pulse quickened.The skin prickled slightly.Goosebumps sprea