Faint hum of voices filtered through the walls like whispers. Although the hotel room was well soundproofed, his senses had sharpened beyond human limits. He had become exceptionally strengthened after awakening his abilities the night. A sharp masculine voice was slick with arrogance, laced with a cold and mischievous laugh, echoing through the walls. “Forgive me, boss, I didn't know you had..” “I need a moment.” Sixt waved his hand dismissively the moment Mr. Jones and his bodyguards finally caught up with him. Mr. Jones bowed, before walking away. “I have the best hackers and connections in Monroe City not to have your legs speeding wide open on my bed… haha!” Sixt creased his brows upon hearing those evil laughter, and a whimper. Inside the hotel room, the illuminant light lit up the place, giving it a bright and luxurious look. On the bed was a young fair woman in her 20s. Her blonde hair is wet, and her cheeks burned as she looked up at the man, who stood bef

“Don’t push me. I might actually take the whole floor, and you'll be on your knees begging for mercy.” Sixt confidently remarked with a fearless and burning gaze. Eric was taken back! He shifts his gaze to Irene, then to the man, but trying to mask his puzzlement. “Kid, you're playing with fire!” Eric stepped forward, “..And you know what they say… you play with fire, you're going to get burned…” “And are you the fire I shouldn't play with?” Sixt shot back coldly. Eric felt a wave of disbelief wash over him. For the first time, a man with no substance or influence was confidently talking back at him! “Oh, my kind of fire is one you should never dream of crossing paths with. But you already, so I'll just do to you, what I do best to my prey!” He barked, his cold gaze burning with fire and ruthlessness! Sixt shrugged calmly, “That's funny, because the prey here isn't me, neither is she the one.” Haha! Hahaha! Hahaha! Eric laughed heartily. “Haha! I must commend your

It was 5:30 in the evening, and Sabrina was sitting next to her childhood best friend. “But the meeting with the client isn't why I am here…” Irene adds, “You know your grandfather's influence in the society. And you attend meetings with the socialites… Then there must be single men in those gatherings. That being said.. I'll love for you to hook me up with a man.. or help find me one..” She remarks. Sabrina cocked a brow, “A man?” “Earlier today, I encountered a brave, young and handsome man with exceptional martial arts, and even magic medical skills at one of your family's hotels. Ever since then, I haven't really been able to get everything off my mind.” “From his boldness to stand up against the almighty Eric Gibson, to his swift fighting techniques, to saving my life and also helping with the aphrodisiac in my system! I got myself back without a drug!” She giggled, her face bright with amusement. Sabrina paused, glaring at her friend with a confused expression. “Helping

Sixt moves his head to the side, turning away from her, “I already made it clear.” He said with a stern look before taking the stairs. “That was fast.” His evasion stirred up the competitive spirit in her. Oh, she was definitely up for the challenge! After all, Sabrina isn't seeing what she's seeing in him. “I'll have you, Sixt.” She muttered with a seductive smile as she looked up at his door. “I'll definitely win you over..” She silently vowed. Later that evening… Bright lights and illuminants lit up the luxurious Zane family mansion. The long dining table was filled with various dishes, and as they had their meal, the atmosphere was very congenial. “...I know Nujar to be the best brand when it comes to wine, sir.” Sixt tells the old man. “Oh, son, it turns out we have the same taste in wine! I don't mind getting drunk!” Hahaha! “Now I think I'll join the train. I loved Nujar, but now that you both praise it, I'll add it to my collection.” Irene chimed i

“You…” Mr. Jackson gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to put Irene in her place, but because he knew Irene here is the daughter of Mr. Duncan. Everyone in Monroe City knew Irene's background. Messing with her even indirectly wasn't something Mr. Jackson dared to do lightly. He paused, turning to look Sixt in the eyes. “Get the check-up down, Mr. Jackson.” Irene tells him. “And if it comes out negative?” Irene sighed, “Then you have nothing to worry about.” Then there was a brief silence in the room. “Fine. I'll try.” At Irene's suggestion, Mr. Jackson nodded, agreeing to go to the hospital for a check-up. However, as they were walking close to the door, Sixt cleared his throat, “Remember, if your illness flares up on your way and you come to me for help, it might be too late.” He reminds them. Sixt's eyes fell on Dustin's fist as it tightened but he seemed unmoved. He could tell Mr. Cooper's son was dying to bash his face in after his words, then his gaze shifted to Mr