"What the hell has this woman done to you that you want to end her in such a brutal way?" The man with his face covered with a mask spoke coldly."And what is your business in intervening? Do you know what you have just done? You just got yourself caught up in something you should have avoided.""And what's that 'something'?" The masked man asked with a smirk."You should have just walked away. Don't think because you have money you can just go about intervening in things that don't concern you. If you are truly a man, why not pull off your mask? Why are you hiding your face? Or are you scared of me tracking you down?" Victor threatened, holding his face with blood slightly dripping from his nose.The man in the mask didn't even give a damn about Victor. Victor was curious to know who he was. Barging into a fight that didn't concern him made Victor wish to end them both at once.Victor stood up from the ground. "I don't think I will go down without a fight," he spoke boldly, his eyes

She panicked as she ran to where Victor was lying. "Get off him!" she shouted, pushing Patel away from Victor."What happened to Victor?" Victor's mum asked Patel, glaring at her as if she were the one who had caused him harm."I don't know, ma'am," she replied, moving slightly backward from Victor's raging mum. At some point, she was scared that if she didn’t give Victor's mum the right answer she wanted to hear, she might just pull out a gun or something and end her in an instant."I'm asking you, you bitch!" Victor's mum spat, glaring at Patel, demanding an answer.I'm nothing but a hired bitch to spy for your son and become his sex toy. Nothing else, Patel thought to herself in dismay, scoffing at the raging Victor's mum."What do you expect her to say? She doesn't fucking know what happened," Brooks responded from the door where he was standing. "Leave the girl alone. Maybe when your weak son wakes up, you might ask him head-on how he was foolish enough to let someone beat him up

Sophia was stunned. If she had not been quick enough to keep her mouth shut, she would have been dead in a split second. Victor went to his father's room. Brooks was watching TV, sipping on his favorite whiskey. As soon as Brooks saw Victor, he dragged the second wine glass, poured some wine into it, and passed it to Victor. "Welcome back from the dead, foolish son," Brooks scoffed with a sarcastic smile. Then, he sipped his wine again and gasped. "Father," Victor tried to speak, but with a slight raise of Brooks' hand, Victor fell silent. "You have failed me again, and you know the consequences, right?" Brooks spoke coldly, his voice as fierce as a snoring lion. Last Updated : 2025-02-09

  After the conversation with Nathan, which nearly ended in a fight, Morgan drove off. His bodyguard was in the front seat driving, while he sat in the back, rubbing his chin with ire. Suddenly, the car jerked backward as his driver stopped. "What's wrong?" Morgan asked, raising a brow. "Boss, look ahead. There's someone on the road," his bodyguard, who was driving, responded. "Who?" Morgan asked, stretching his neck to see for himself. "You think you can run from me, Morgan? You can't! I have told you over and over again that I must hunt you down, so you better surrender yourself, or we do this the hard way," a man's voice sounded

  The masked man walked out of the room, then locked the door. The door was customized in a way that once it's locked from the outside, it can never be opened from the inside. On the other side of the door, a guard was placed there, fully armed to prevent Hazel from escaping.   The masked man turned and looked at the guard to his left. "Make sure she doesn't escape," he instructed flatly. His voice was deep and cold, making the guards pick up his instructions in an instant. “Yes, sir. Understood," the guard replied, puffing out his chest as he saluted the masked man.  The masked man was some sort of military figure because the guards around him were in uniform. Saluting