Silverhaven City, Abyssal Bastion.On the surface, Abyssal Bastion appeared to be just an ordinary maximum-security prison. Yet, beneath this mundane facade, it housed the most feared and infamous criminals in all of Ardenia.Within its grim walls languished billionaires whose wealth rivaled entire nations, ruthless kings of assassins soaked in blood, powerful officials who once wielded supreme authority, cunning spies with minds sharper than blades, and enigmatic cultivators whose very existence remained shrouded in mystery.Yet at this very moment, these formidable figures—any one of whom could send tremors across the globe—stood submissively, hardly daring to breathe, casting anxious glances toward the tall, handsome young man before them.His name was Anthony Jones, the undisputed king of this prison.Today marked precisely three years since Anthony entered this place, and now, at last, he was a free man again."You little bastards better remember this clearly," Anthony warned col

Freya Mitchell stepped out of the car, frowning as she looked at Anthony."Anthony, what are you doing here?"He had just divorced her, and now she was already riding in another man’s car.Anthony glanced at Isaiah Harris, immediately realizing that this must be the so-called Mr. Harris Giselle had mentioned. A flicker of irritation passed through his gaze, his expression turning cold."I believe we’re already divorced, Miss Mitchell. Where I go and what I do is no longer your concern, is it?"The distance and indifference in his voice made Freya’s heart tighten. Yet, she had no right to refute him. Biting her lip, she chose to remain silent."Fuck! So you’re that waste of space—Anthony Jones?"Isaiah Harris scoffed, his face lighting up with a mixture of surprise and mocking amusement."Nice to finally meet you! I’m Isaiah Harris—Freya’s boyfriend."Anthony barely spared him a glance before looking away, completely ignoring him.Isaiah felt his pride take a hit. His expression darken

"Freya, this is what real connections look like."Isaiah Harris exhaled a puff of smoke, wearing a smug expression."That country bumpkin Anthony will never be able to compare."Freya Mitchell felt a slight sense of relief. She made no effort to defend Anthony as Isaiah mocked him."Thank you, Mr. Osborne, for giving the Mitchell Family this opportunity!"Richard Osborne squinted, his gaze lingering on Freya’s exposed legs, his desire surging.With a smirk, he waved his hand dismissively."No need for thanks—we’re all on the same side. If you really want to be grateful, you should thank Mr. Harris instead. I only agreed to this because of him."Richard Osborne wasn’t blind. He could see that Isaiah Harris was pursuing Freya Mitchell, so he simply pushed all the credit onto Isaiah, making it seem like he had done her a favor.Freya tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and turned to Isaiah."Mr. Harris, thank you."Isaiah grinned, waving it off."Freya, with the relationship between u

"Yes, Master!"Their voices rang in unison.For some time, they had been hiding within the depths of Silverhaven City. Half an hour ago, they had received orders from Caroline Hill to await their master's arrival at Villa One.Anthony nodded in satisfaction. "From now on, you will live here in Crystal Haven. I enjoy having company—I don't care for solitude.""As you wish, Master!"The five warriors responded in chorus.Then, Anthony continued, "One of you should stay behind while the other four go out and get some food. Tonight, once Caroline gets off work, let's have a proper celebration.""Understood!"They responded with robotic precision, answering only as prompted.Anthony chuckled. "No need to be so stiff—I’m easygoing. There’s no need for formalities."Hearing this, Theseus immediately spoke up, "See? I told you our master would be a good man. Let’s not be so uptight! Our only duty is to serve him well and follow him to the very end!"Heracles' expression darkened slightly. "Th

Hearing this, Anthony took a deep breath and said to Freya Mitchell, "I will give Grandpa this gift. I never had the money to buy him anything before, but now that I do, I want to give him something worthy. This is my final gift to him—my way of thanking him for the years he took care of me."Freya scoffed, her tone laced with mockery. "Money? The money you have now is the money I gave you! Anthony… saying something like that, don’t you feel even a little ashamed?"Anthony shook his head, clearly exasperated. "Oh? And you’re certain I used the money you gave me? Funny, because I nearly forgot about it myself. But since you brought it up, let me make this clear—I haven’t touched a single cent of it."With that, he pulled out the bank card and villa keys Giselle had given him earlier and tossed them onto the ground without even sparing them a glance.Freya’s expression darkened instantly.She frowned. "Anthony… don't you think you're being childish?"The air between them grew thick with