"I endured everything you people threw my way because of Tessa," Adam said coldly. "But now that we’re divorced, I have nothing to do with the Armand family anymore. I don’t owe you anything, and I certainly don’t have to endure your abuse any longer." His sharp gaze swept over the room, silencing anyone who dared to speak. "What happened to Wendy and her mother is just a warning," Adam continued, his voice steady and threatening. "If any of you dare to mess with me again, I promise your fate will be far worse than theirs." Gerald's face turned red with fury, but beneath his rage, a flicker of fear betrayed him. He clenched his fists, his voice trembling with a mix of terror and indignation. "Adam, stop being so arrogant! You’re nothing but a cripple now. After leaving the Armand family, where else can you go? Back to the streets? At first, I considered sparing you some money, but now? Not a single dime!" Adam smirked, unimpressed. Henry, standing beside Gerald, sneered. "Adam, en

The next day, General Arin arranged a private jet to take Adam and Stacey to Ray City. At the airport, Stacey wheeled Adam toward the waiting jet. Several military officers stood in formation, ready to salute the Supreme General. General Arin stepped forward and bowed his head. “Welcome, Supreme General.” Adam gave a slight nod. The soldiers exchanged puzzled glances, struggling to process what they were seeing. Who would dare break the Supreme General’s legs? Clearing his throat, Arin spoke carefully. “Forgive me for asking, Lord Adam, but are you sure you’re ready to travel? Your injuries haven’t fully healed.” Adam scoffed. “These?” He gestured at his legs before standing up effortlessly. The entire group froze in shock. “Lord Adam… you could walk this whole time?” Stacey asked, wide-eyed. “Yes,” Adam said casually. “I healed days ago. I just kept up the act to make the Armands believe I was weak. Revealing my healing abilities would only attract unnecessary attentio

Later that day, Tessa remained in her room, her face swollen from crying all night. She felt empty, exhausted, and more alone than ever. No matter how many times she tried, she couldn’t reach Adam. At this point, she was convinced—he had blocked her. A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. “I’m not hungry, Mom!” she called out dismissively. She hadn’t eaten all day, despite her mother’s insistence. She assumed it was another attempt to force her to eat—until the door creaked open. It wasn’t her mother. “Wendy?” Tessa’s brows furrowed in confusion. “What are you doing here?” Wendy stood at the doorway, holding a tray of food. The sight alone was enough to unsettle Tessa. They had never gotten along—Wendy had despised her for years. Seeing her act considerate now felt… off. “I came to make sure you’ve eaten today,” Wendy said, her voice unusually soft. Tessa narrowed her eyes. “Since when do you care about me? If you’re here to mock me, just get out.” Instead of l

Tessa shifted uncomfortably in her seat, glancing at the side mirror. A black sedan trailed them, keeping a suspiciously steady distance. Her pulse quickened. She turned to Wendy, who was engrossed in her phone, fingers flying across the screen as she chatted with someone. Tessa’s gut told her something wasn’t right. She had never fully trusted Wendy, and this only made her more suspicious. She started feeling that she made a big mistake coming along with Wendy without informing anyone. “Wendy, I think we’re being followed,” she said, her voice low but urgent. She gestured toward the mirror, hoping Wendy would take her seriously. Wendy barely looked up. “You’re overthinking, Tessa. No one’s following us. Who would even be tracking us?” she said dismissively. Before Tessa could argue, headlights flooded the car from the front. Another vehicle was approaching fast, cutting off their path. Panic surged through her. “We’re being followed! Take us back home—now!” she ordered the drive

“What?” Tessa’s eyes widened in shock. “I will never marry you! Not like this!” Samuel let out a low chuckle. “You don’t have much time, Tessa.” His voice was calm, but laced with warning. “Tomorrow is the banquet. Chaosbreaker, Tristan, and Adam will all be there.” He leaned in slightly. “If you change your mind, tell the guards.” With that, he tossed the papers onto her lap and walked away without another word. Tessa sat frozen, her thoughts spiraling. She had signed the divorce papers to protect Adam from Tristan, but it was pointless. Samuel wouldn’t stop until Adam was dead. The next morning, Adam stepped off his private jet, his expression dark and unreadable. Stacey followed closely behind, but all eyes were on Lord Hammer and the men kneeling before him. “Forgive me, Lord Adam,” Hammer said, his voice heavy with guilt. “I failed to protect Lady Tessa once again.” Adam’s fists clenched at his sides, his entire presence radiating danger. He had expected Samuel and Wendy to