When Douglas received Gregg Wilder’s address, he wasted no time. He coordinated with the law enforcement agencies and ensured that security was tight. He knew the risk of what he was about to do.Gregg wasn’t just another criminal—he was a sorcerer, a man whose reach extended beyond Remalia and into PortVarter. If left unchecked, Gregg would cause even more chaos, killing at will and spreading his influence. But for Douglas, this wasn’t just about protecting the state. This was personal.He had spent his entire life not knowing the full truth about his parents' deaths. Now, he knew. Gregg Wilder was behind their death and Douglas was ready to put an end to him.Within a few hours, Douglas and his small team of elite officers arrived at Grena, where Gregg operated from. The sorcerer’s house sat in the middle of a quiet neighborhood. It wasn’t particularly grand, but there was something eerie about it. The paint was faded, the windows were shut tight, and an unusual stillness surround

Douglas's name became legendary across Remalia. People admired him, respected him, and wanted to be associated with him. But no one wanted him more than Linda.Geed and ambition had made her lose her opportunity with Douglas. Now, she regretted it.If only Natasha weren’t in the picture, she thought. Then Douglas would be mine.Linda knew that Natasha wasn’t just some ordinary woman—she was powerful, influential, and came from one of the most prominent families in Remalia. Getting rid of her wouldn’t be easy.But Linda was willing to do whatever it took.And so, she made her move.She paid a group of highly skilled assassins a huge sum of money to track Natasha’s whereabouts and eliminate her.“She must disappear,” Linda told them with a cold and firm voice.Unknown to Linda, Natasha had been one step ahead.Since the arrests of Stewart, Javier, and Marvin, Natasha had suspected that Linda might try something dangerous—perhaps out of revenge or jealousy.And so, she had arranged for a