At that moment, Tyler stood tall. His voice wasn’t raised, but the weight of every word he spoke landed like a hammer on a sheet of glass. He looked around slowly, letting his eyes meet every soul in that space eyes filled with quiet fire. And then he started speaking, not like someone trying to argue, but like someone laying down the final truth.“Let me just be straight with everybody here,” Tyler said firmly, with a steady tone that demanded silence. “I don’t want to drag this, and I don’t want to be approached again after this. No one and I mean no one has approached me. Not the Bushman family. Not any other family. Nobody.”Mr. Brown blinked, confused, and slightly taken aback.“I don’t know where you got that information from,” Tyler went on. “But I suggest you go right back there and tell whoever gave it to you that they’re wrong. And honestly, I’m not even surprised. All of you keep moving around like you're playing some big, important game. You think I care about your princes

Immediately a sickening sound tore through the air.The man’s arm snapped like a twig.The force of his own strength turned against him, as if he had punched something far stronger than stone. Pain surged through his body like fire. His eyes went wide in horror as he stumbled back, grabbing his now limp arm, screaming in agony.“Aaaaaargh! My arm! My arm is broken!” he howled, dropping to his knees.Upon seeing what just happened the other two froze instantly, staring at Tyler.They didn’t understand what just happened.Just seconds ago, one of their strongest men had charged at Tyler with confidence, arrogance even, but now he was on the ground screaming like a helpless child his arm snapped in the most unnatural way, like a dry stick crushed by something unseen. And the worst part? Tyler didn’t even move. He didn’t dodge. He didn’t block. He didn’t even blink. He just stood there, like nothing happened at all.The two remaining men stood frozen, staring at their fallen comrade whose

At that moment, the silence was deadly. Mr. Brown had barely taken two steps to flee when he suddenly froze in place.Then His eyes widened in sheer horror Tyler was already in front of him.Not behind. Not beside. Not even halfway there, right in front of him.Like a shadow that appeared out of nowhere, silently and without warning.Immediately Mr. Brown's heart jumped into his throat. His legs betrayed him instantly. Before he could think, they gave way completely, and he collapsed onto the floor landing harshly on his buttocks. His hands trembled as he pushed himself backward, crawling like a scared animal, dragging himself on the cold ground, his pride completely forgotten.His eyes darted to the spot where Tyler had been standing just a second ago.He raised a shaky hand and pointed. “Y-You were just there… just now! Over there!” His voice cracked, and his breath came in sharp, ragged gasps. “I—I saw you! You were standing over there. How did you get here? What the hell is going

Upon hearing what her son had just said, Mrs. Nathaniel turned to him with a calm but firm expression. She could see the guilt and frustration sitting heavy on Nathaniel Jr.’s face like a burden he couldn’t shake off. And as a mother who had watched her son grow with such high expectations, she knew that this moment this sense of failure was eating him up inside.With a soft sigh, she reached out and placed her hand gently on his shoulder.“Listen to me, my son,” she said warmly, yet with a steady voice that demanded his attention. “You should not think of it in that way. This is not about pride or who takes the credit. This is about our family’s future. When the time comes, you will have Princess Naomi by your side. And that… that is what matters the most.”She tightened her grip slightly, her eyes locking onto his. “Not who brings her here, not how it happens, not even what sacrifices are made. What matters is that it happens. That we win. That everything we've worked for everything

The rage in his chest was starting to spread, boiling his thoughts. He began pacing restlessly, running a hand through his hair, muttering to himself, then turning back and shouting again.“You don’t know what I’ve been through because of that bastard!” he barked, pointing his finger toward the air as if Stella’s ghost was floating in the room. “You don’t know how many poor, smelly areas I entered just to find him! You don’t know how many eyes saw me begging on the street for his location like some lowlife! I ME! Nathaniel Jr. stooped that low! And now you’re telling me you came back like this? Looking like a failed dog that lost the fight?”He took a long, shaky breath. Then, his voice dropped lower… colder.“If you open your mouth now and tell me that you failed…” he muttered, his voice trembling, eyes twitching, “I swear to everything you believe in, I will kill you myself. You’ll beg for those bruises again. I’ll make you feel pain you didn’t even know existed.”He stepped even cl