After a brief pause—He nodded. “Fine. I'll accept.” As soon as Raymond took his seat, a man stepped forward hesitantly. It was Zachary. Now—His expression was filled with deep regret. With a polite bow, he took out a black-and-gold bank card and presented it to Raymond. “Dr.Raymond… I was wrong.” His voice was humble, sincere. “I shouldn't have exchanged words with you or doubted you. Please accept this as my apology—there are ten of millions of dollars in this account. Take it as a token of my sincerity.”His hands trembled slightly as he held out the card, the weight of his misjudgment evident in his downcast eyes.Knowing fully well he needs to build a good relationship with Raymond Now, because someone of his capability must be kept close.At that moment Raymond studied Zachary's face. For a brief second, he considered rejecting the money outright. He had no need for it. But then—A thought crossed his mind. Raymond suddenly remembered something. “Dahlia.” She had been forced to a

Seeing that Raymond remained unmoved by her subtle flirtation, Malisa felt a small wave of disappointment rise in her chest. She lowered her eyes for a moment, hiding the faint flicker of embarrassment.Then she quickly composed herself. From the little she has known about Raymond she could tell he's not the type to be easily swayed by charm or a playful glance. She should’ve expected this. Still, she had hoped for… something, maybe a reaction, a sign.But instead, all she got was his quiet calm, his steady voice telling her it was time to go.She didn't push any further.Then she stood up, but the Alcohol was beginning to take effect on her now, her legs weren't that strong on the ground anymore.Immediately Raymond walked closer to her.“let me help you”Malisa didn't say anything but agreed.They stepped out of the warm, romantic glow of the private room and into the softly lit corridor that led back to the restaurant entrance. Just as they turned a corner, heading toward the exit

Upon hearing what Jefferson just said, Caleb was stunned, sitting frozen on the cold warehouse floor. His face still burned from Jefferson’s slap, and his heart pounded like a drum in his chest.“Raymond… did all that?” he whispered in disbelief. “Just him alone?”Jefferson stared at him like he was looking at a complete idiot. “Yes! One man. He humiliated me in front of everyone, crushed my uncle with a single technique, and walked out untouched. You told me he was nothing. You said I didn’t need to take him seriously.”Immediately Caleb swallowed hard. He never imagined that the man he once looked down on could be capable of such destruction. How could he have misjudged him so badly?Then Jefferson’s face twisted with more rage. “I should break your legs right here and now. You’re the reason we walked into that disaster blind!”The moment he heard those words, Caleb’s face turned pale.“Wait—no, no, no—please, Jefferson!” Caleb cried, throwing himself on the floor. “Don’t do this

After a full night of cultivation, Raymond’s eyes slowly opened, revealing a glint sharper than ever before. The early morning light filtered through the trees above, but Raymond barely noticed. His senses were heightened. His blood surged with strength. Every breath he drew felt like he was absorbing the very essence of heaven and earth.At that moment He stood up slowly, his clothes fluttering slightly from the energy pulsing around him. He clenched his fists, testing his body, and the surge of spiritual power coursing through his veins was undeniable.He had broken through another stage, His strength wasn’t just restored—it had grown exponentially now stage two, he can now use more energy sprite now. Every meridian in his body had been cleared, reinforced, and expanded. The breakthrough had pushed his cultivation to a level he hadn’t expected to reach so soon. He didn’t need a second chance to confirm it. If he were to face Kelly Bushman again, there would be no struggle. One stri

Meanwhile, back at Dalora Enterprises, the company was still buzzing from the excitement of the new investment and waiting for Dahlia to return with the contract at hand. But the buzz turned into stunned silence the moment a sharply dressed man stepped out of a luxury car and entered the lobby. “Good morning,” he said with practiced politeness. “I’m Zachary Callum. I’m here to meet Ms. Dahlia to sign the investment contract in person.” At the reception desk, Deborah’s face went blank with confusion, seeing Zachary in person, however his words made her not pay attention to him the manner in which she would have loved to. “I… I’m sorry, sir, but she already left,” Deborah stammered. “She said she was meeting you—Mr. Caleb came to pick her up himself, saying it was a private signing.” Immediately Zachary’s eyes sharpened. “Caleb? Caleb?” He didn't know the person but he can't dismiss the possibility of his name being used. “Yes,” Deborah nodded. “He said you asked him to accompany