On his way back from school, he stopped at a popular tailoring shop to buy one of their ready-made suits.He parked in a nearby garage and lazily strolled over."Aren't you the loser Samuel? What are you doing here?" someone mocked from beside him. He looked up and saw the new transfer student, Nina.She was standing a few feet away with Steven; it looked like they had just arrived at the plaza complex.He ignored them and kept walking toward the plaza, but Steven suddenly stepped in front of him."Aren't you the one she was talking to?" Steven asked.Samuel's gaze narrowed, he was already thinking of how to teach him a lesson and now he has to present himself before Samuel. He kicked out and landed a precise blow to Steven's stomach, sending him crashing across the plaza."You, how dare you attack someone in public? Security!" Nina called loudly.Samuel glanced at her and kept walking. When the security guards arrived, they tried to stop him. He produced a badge and showed them, but t

The eight men shivered. They had never seen anything like this before, yet they couldn’t reject it either. Steven watched the scene, trying to speak, but no words came out—only gibberish.Samuel nodded once the process was successfully completed."Alright, now all of you belong to me. Take this number. Tomorrow, find a man called Cesar—this is his contact. You’ll be under him from now on," he instructed, immediately pushing the responsibility onto Cesar since he didn’t want to bother himself."Yes, boss!" they replied in unison."Boss, what about him?" Benjo asked, pointing at Steven, who lay on the floor like an imbecile."Don’t worry about him. Just leave him here and go. Take these pills," Samuel said, handing each of them one. "They’ll help you heal immediately. Leave this place once you’ve recovered enough."He didn’t linger any longer and left right after giving the instruction.On his way out, he called Cesar, informed him about the new development, and sent him some money to a

"Is that her boyfriend? What family is he from?" one woman asked curiously."I don't know. He looks unfamiliar, yet he's clearly wealthy—just look at his car and clothes," another answered.Some of the young men who were Christina's suitors glared daggers at Samuel.Just then, another car drove in."Is that a Bentley Votess S1?" someone exclaimed."Yes, I heard it costs three hundred and fifty thousand dollars," another added.The moment the Bentley’s door opened, the entire place erupted in murmurs."That's Annabelle—she’s the daughter of the first son of the Macaulay household. She’s really impressive. I heard she’s achieved massive success in the corporate world. She’s one of the brightest stars in the third generation," the guests gossiped as a beautiful, dark-haired woman stepped out gracefully.Mark took only a glance at her before turning to Christina. Her expression wasn’t great, so he reached out and gently patted her head.She looked up at him and smiled gratefully, quickly

It wasn’t a strange thing for some members of a family to break away from the main family, so it wasn’t really anything weird. Also, he’s successful? Is that even a thing? What does he actually do, and how successful is he? Those are the things that truly matter.Annabelle glared daggers at Molly, but the girl didn’t even look up. She was far more afraid of her grandfather and Samuel than she was of Annabelle. Besides, before she told Annabelle about it, she had already warned her not to let anyone know it came from her.That way, she wouldn’t have been involved at all. If the Macaulay family wanted to verify her words, just a small investigation would have proven her right. But to say it publicly? Sorry, she didn’t want to end up as an idiot like her uncle—or like the powerful cultivator he fought.“She’s right,” Tony stepped forward and said. “He’s a business partner of mine. Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to officially introduce to you the CEO and major shareholder of NaturaXcel—th

Molly sat in the passenger seat, her gaze distant and unfocused. Samuel glanced at her from the corner of his eye, watching silently.Suddenly, she spoke. “Brother Sam, do you believe what she said about me this evening?”“I don’t.” Samuel shook his head. “I know she exaggerated everything. It didn’t happen the way she said.”“There’s some truth in what she said, though.” Molly sighed.“Were you really asked to seduce her brother?” he asked.“Yes,” she replied in a low voice. “Grandpa wanted me to befriend her for social reasons, but his real intention was for me to seduce her brother and marry him.”“He told you that to your face?” Samuel asked, stunned.She nodded. “He did. I obeyed him, taking all the insults from Annabelle and serving her like a maid just to stay close to her brother. At first, he started to notice me, but all he ever wanted was to force himself on me. He almost raped me several times. I cried, but I didn’t tell Grandpa because I was afraid he might tell me to giv