By the time Julian and his daughter were done hearing everything about Gerald - including how he was found by his uncle, the current patriarch of the Arnold family, and why he had to cover his true identity - they were left with an intense mix of emotions.Neither father nor daughter could describe what they were feeling not to mention how to react to Gerald.Juliet stated to her not-so-secret lover as if he had just grown three thousand heads. She was struggling to make everything in her head make sense, mostly due to the fact that if Gerald hadn't told her this truth, there's no way she would have guessed, in a million years, that he was actually related to the Arnold family.“Ger, I…..I don't know what to say.”Having lived his life filled with far more turmoil than his daughter, Julian was able to adjust his own emotions more quickly, breaking into a chuckle.“At the very least, it reveals the truth of how the Ring of the First Scribe got into your hands. It turns out it belonged

Gerald nodded his head in understanding.“I can reinforce the protective psychic barriers in Jules’ mind, and create one for you too, Chancellor.”Both father and daughter glanced at each other. They would have been more skeptical than they are right now if it weren't for the revelation that Gerald had done this to Juliet before, and apparently, it was what saved her from an unknown attack.If it wasn't for Gerald's psychic protection, Lara Voss would have definitely wormed her way deep into Juliet's mind, and no one could say for sure what kind of effect it would leave Juliet in.This suspicion is valid, especially knowing that Lara is a much weaker psychic compared to Gerald. She may not necessarily be able to enter and exit her victim's mind without causing some damage, whether temporary or permanent.Therefore, it is an absolute agent of gratitude that Juliet didn't have to find out due to Gerald's psychic protection on her mind.Back to the present,Chancellor Julian Dalton sigh

Gerald stared into the space of nothingness before nodding his head slightly.“My intuition is strong on this one. It's most likely her. But there's something else. That woman, Lara Voss, is not alone. All three opposing families - The Blanks, The Lamberts, and The Wes - are practically subordinates to her.”Juliet quickly collected herself. Despite the initial shock, she grew up through enough experiences to toughen her up. So, despite her initial show of surprise and shock, she knew better than to succumb to her own reactions and focus on understanding and adapting to whatever situation she was in.“So there's a really high chance that they're working together at this point. If that's the case, then Terry's kidnapping was to lure you.”She rushed forward to hold Gerald’s forearm tightly, concern in her voice and worry on her face.“Ger, you've gotta be careful, okay?”Gerald placed his other hand on Juliet's cheek, tenderly staring into her eyes.“Don't worry about me. For now, you

Lara Voss was starting to sound pissed off, no longer able to remain feign calmness, especially when she's dealing with someone like Gerald.“You are such a fucking pest, you know that?! Hundreds of capable assassins have met their end, and they were all sent after you.”“The incident in Paris was definitely the last straw for my organization. Gerald, aren't you scared of us killing your friend?”Gerald allowed a moment to pass in silence, which then gave Lara an impression of his current state, as she couldn't see him. This was, after all, an ongoing voice call.“What's the matter? You're finally realizing that you've messed with the wrong people? For a brilliant person, you seem to lack intelligence in certain areas. Are you seriously telling me that you've actually forgotten that we could kill your dear friend any time we want?”Again, Lara was met with silence from the other end, making her giggle.“Oh my goodness. Looks like you're not that much of a challenge, Gerald Stark. No

“Bitch, do you even need to ask such a silly question? Of course, it's because of this rifle. I'm from the Blanks family's troop, and do you know how rare it is to possess such a perfect weapon?”“But why would a thug from the Blanks family need a rifle for? Aren't you guys just lowly loan shark bandits? You deal with poor and vulnerable families who are unable to pay off the exorbitant interest on every loan gotten from your establishment.”“Yeah, that's true. A bunpisyol and a bunch of torture weapons should be more than appropriate for your kind. What would you need a rifle for?”The thug from the Blank family rolled his eyes at the two fellow armed men on either side, before glaring at them briefly.“What are you guys correcting me over? Didn't I just express how this is exactly why I'm happy to be here? I finally got to taste the feeling of holding such an amazing rifle.”The other thugs listening to the comrade from the Blank file groaned slightly before returning their attentio