“Exactly. What a shameless slut,” Eleanor spat, her voice dripping with contempt.Meanwhile, Stacey turned to Adam and said calmly, “Mr. Adam, Lord Chaosbreaker will be arriving shortly. I’ll go make the necessary preparations.”Adam gave a slight nod before wheeling himself toward the back of the hall, heading for a table. But before he could settle in, a voice barked out.“Get lost! Who do you think you are, trying to sit with us?” one of the so-called elites snapped. “Take a good look in the mirror, beggar.”The man had been fuming ever since Adam arrived, but with Stacey present, he hadn’t dared speak up—until now. Seeing Adam alone, he jumped at the chance to humiliate him.“Disgusting cripple,” Brian snarled, stepping forward with visible rage. “You should’ve stayed in the gutter where you belong.”Adam raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “Didn’t you already learn your lesson last time?”Brian’s face twisted. “You think I’m afraid of you? Once Mr. Wade’s godfat

Cracking sounds echoed from Adam’s joints as he stretched. It wasn’t pain—far from it. It felt liberating. Each pop felt like a chain being snapped loose. He hadn’t moved like this in a long time.Then, without a word, he turned and walked confidently toward the stage.All eyes followed him.There, at the center, was a grand table with a single, high-backed chair—exquisitely carved and elevated above the rest. It was the throne prepared for Lord Chaosbreaker.Murmurs filled the hall.“What the hell is he doing?” someone whispered.“Is he out of his mind? That seat’s for Lord Chaosbreaker! He’s going to get himself killed!”Samuel’s expression darkened. His voice boomed across the room.“Adam! You really do have a death wish, don’t you? That’s my godfather’s seat—his throne! Get the hell off it before you dig your grave deeper!”Tessa stood up, visibly tense. “Adam, stop it! That’s not your place. Come down right now before this gets worse!”But Adam didn’t even flinch. He walked up th

The Storm City Defenders, standing in perfect formation at the back, looked on with quiet intensity. But it was Lord Chaosbreaker’s entrance that commanded everyone's attention.The moment his gaze fell upon Adam seated on the throne, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. His expression tightened, and the air in the hall seemed to shift.“Greetings, Lord Chaosbreaker!” came the unified call, filled with awe and deference.The members of the elite upper class, accustomed to power, still bowed before Lord Chaosbreaker as though he were a god. His very presence overshadowed everything, a reminder of his immense authority. No one dared challenge him—not openly.Marvin, who had been silently observing from the side, hesitated for only a moment. He was about to lower himself into a respectful bow when he caught Adam’s eyes. A slight movement of Adam’s lips sent a quiet command in his direction.“Don’t reveal my identity yet,” Adam’s voice echoed softly in his mind.Marvin’s eyes flickered

Samuel’s face was already swollen from the earlier blow, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He looked up with dazed eyes and asked weakly, “Why… why are you hitting me again, Godfather?”His voice wasn’t angry—just confused. He still held a shred of admiration for Marvin, even with a loose tooth and blood in his mouth.Marvin’s eyes narrowed with disgust. “Don’t you dare call me that. I never accepted you as my godson.”Samuel flinched, but forced a broken smile. “Then… God of War… what did I do wrong? Just tell me, I’ll fix it.”Marvin’s patience snapped.He lunged forward and grabbed Samuel by the collar, lifting him slightly before slamming him to the ground with a sickening thud.“You deceived me!” Marvin roared, his voice echoing through the hall. “You used me, and I should kill you where you stand!”Samuel gasped, but before he could respond, Marvin’s boot came crashing into his ribs—once, twice, then again. Each kick landed with devastating force, and a guttural scre

Samuel’s eyes bulged with fury, veins popping along his temples as he roared, “Tessa! You’re my fiancée! How the hell could you betray me like this?!”Eleanor’s voice cut through the tension like a whip. “You foolish girl! Handing him that card? If you give him a single cent, you’re no longer my daughter!”Eleanor will rather giving that money to a homeless person than to give it to Adam.Gerald stepped in coldly, his tone heavy with finality. “Your mother’s right. Put the card away—now. If you go through with this, I’ll disown you on the spot.” He said with certainty.Richard, David, and several others jumped in, voices overlapping.“Are you insane, Tessa?!”"why will you give such an arrogant man a million dollars?""if you don't know what to do with your money, give it away for charity!"“You’re embarrassing us all for him?”“To hell with that bastard—he’s nothing! You’d really throw your future away for a loser like him?”They were a pack now, tearing into her from every side.It