*****Inside a familiar, obscenely luxurious presidential suite… one that didn’t merely suggest wealth, but practically screamed it with every polished surface and expensive detail that screamed, ‘you cannot afford to breathe in here,’ a tense, suffocating silence blanketed the entire space.At this moment, upon a red, royal chair that looked less like furniture and more like a throne designed for someone who had never been told “no” in his life, a man reclined.The wealthy man.However, unlike the previous time, there was no oppressive darkness radiating from him, nor a crushing aura weighing down the air like an invisible mountain.No.Right now, he simply reclined there… appearing utterly calm.His face was completely serene, smooth and still, devoid of even the faintest ripple of emotion.It was as though nothing in this world… or beyond it was worthy of disturbing his peace.In fact, his eyes were even closed, appearing as though he were taking a peaceful nap at a glance

*****Yes, the full 24 hours given them by their master hadn’t even passed yet, but what difference did that make?They had already combed through the entire city like desperate bloodhounds, and still… nothing.Xavier had vanished as though the earth itself had swallowed him whole.In fact, after leaving the dealership, they had immediately contacted the bounty hunter groups again, further increasing the original bounty for another lead.But… unfortunately, they had already terrorized the entire network far too much, taking down several members in their frustration earlier.At the time, it had felt justified, but now it felt like the stupidest decision of their lives.Because the very greed that once motivated those hunters had completely disappeared, replaced by a far stronger emotion…The fear of giving the wrong information… and dying for it.And so, no one dared to help them anymore, no matter how much money they offered or how desperate they sounded.Which meant they ha

*****“You!!!”The third brother and the patriarch roared almost simultaneously, their voices cracking with fury.Their trembling fingers shot toward Borgia, shaking violently as though they might snap from the sheer intensity of their rage.In an instant, the atmosphere twisted, murderous intent flooding out of them, so intense that if not for where they were… one of them would have already died.“Master!” the patriarch forced out, his voice hoarse, disbelief still etched deeply into his face. Even now, even in this moment, he still struggled to accept what had just happened… that his own sons had so casually offered him up like a sacrificial goat.“I…” he began again, trying to salvage whatever dignity or chance he had left, but just then…“What do you fools take this place for?”The personal assistant’s voice snapped through the air like a whip, sounding sharp, cold, and absolute.The three instantly fell silent.The PA, however, didn’t say another word, but the glare she