The scathing accusation shocked everyone in the room, causing tensions to flare up through the roof. Alex had shaken the very foundations of the Warrington family by pointing a finger at Jennifer Warrington.As all eyes turned toward Jennifer, she feigned ignorance.“How could you even say that?” Jennifer Warrington gasped, her voice shaky and small as she reeled in shock. Pointing her gloved hand at herself, she cried, “Do you think I would try to hurt my dear Lizzie? I am her aunt, for God’s sake. I’ve known her since she was a wee little child sucking her thumb!”But despite her theatrics, Alex remained unmoved.“Relations mean nothing to you, Ms. Jennifer,” he muttered, staring fixedly at her. “You never liked Elizabeth. I think everyone already knows that.”Jennifer Warrington chuckled at his words; her face twisted in utter disbelief. “Are you even listening to yourself? Elizabeth is family. We share the same blood!”“Is that the reason you wanted to humiliate her at the dinner t

Alex stormed out of the farmhouse, swearing to destroy Jennifer Warrington and her son.Meanwhile, inside the farmhouse, Edgar Warrington stood silently in a dark corner. Even though Jennifer and their oldest maid had raised fingers at Alex, he refused to believe the Miracle Doctor who had saved him could do something so lowly.Even Catherine Warrington could feel something wasn’t right. Despite every finger pointing at Alex and Dr. Lucy, her heart told her they were blameless in all this.Josiah, however, was still shaking with rage.“This is why I don’t trust outsiders. They are only looking to rub shoulders with us for money or influence. And this damn bastard dared to go after my own daughter!” he cursed, fuming with anger.“But Dr. Verlaine doesn’t need the money. He refused to accept any payment for Edgar’s treatment,” Catherine Warrington responded. “I think you just made a big mistake, Josiah.”Immediately, Jennifer Warrington’s scornful voice rang out in the background.“Dr. V

Dr. Lucy overheard the call, and that familiar name made her heartbeat quicken. Godrick wasn’t just another informer; he was Alexandria’s most resourceful spy and had his eyes all over the country.Back when Alexandria was at its height of glory under Alex’s brilliant military leadership, Godrick served as his most lethal weapon for blackmail and international sabotage.Even though it had been many years since Godrick had gone into hiding in the countryside, the elusive Black Hawk still had his finger on every pulse that mattered. And Alex had just given him a new sense of purpose.Dr. Lucy’s brow creased with worry as she realized Alex was on the warpath again.Blake Warrington and his mother had crossed a dangerous line by framing Alex in front of Josiah, and sending men to steal from the greenhouse had only made things worse.The gloves were off for Alex now, and he wasn’t going to fight fair.“Are you sure they are worth the effort?” Dr. Lucy piped in her feeble voice. “We can just

The next morning, Alex drove straight to Greenville and, with Shawn’s help, hired a black cabriolet to take him to his next destination.Inside the Grid Iron County Club, the most influential and wealthy men in the countryside had gathered to discuss politics over a cup of morning tea before the races started.“You know Alexandria should have signed a peace treaty by now. This cold war is going to take us nowhere,” a man wearing a high hat and black morning coat said, sucking on his clay tobacco pipe.“There can be no peace with the enemy. Valheim will ruin our economy if we let them set foot on the mainland,” another man smoking a cigar replied. “Besides, we have already wasted enough tax money feeding our soldiers. Wouldn’t want it to be for nothing.”“Forget about the war. We should focus on more domestic matters,” a third, older man cut in. He was dressed in a white suit paired with a flush red tie and had slick gray hair, combed back to perfection. “I hear the Warringtons are plan

At seven fifty sharp, the jockeys accompanied their horses to their respective lanes and waited at the starting line.Meanwhile, a middle-aged man with back-brushed black hair stood atop a raised platform, inside a wooden enclosure. There was a microphone in front of him and a stack of papers on the podium.Soon, all the members of the Grid Iron club started arriving, quickly filling the stands around the race track.Theodore Smith and Arthur Cromwell arrived by carriage while Malcolm Browning accompanied Blake on horseback.“That was really refreshing. One should always go out for rides in the morning. Good for the heart, you know?” Blake said, reining his horse to the side and climbing down cautiously. “You know, if I didn’t hail from the illustrious Warrington family, I might have become a horse jockey myself,” he boasted, showing off his riding skills.But Malcom Browning had seen enough over the years to know he was just a kid with an obnoxiously large mouth."I am sure you would