Bethany Colwill has been upstairs, watching as the events unfolded in the club on the surveillance monitors. She had taken note of how Irwin had easily crippled Thorne Douglas and all his men without breaking a sweat. Her father had been generous to mention that Irwin was a mysterious man, yet she didn't guess that he would turn out to be such a skilled fighter and ruthless fellow. This made her fond of him even more. Point in time, Irwin walked in. "Sir Irwin. You don't have to worry or panic about the situation. You can leave it to me, I'll handle it." She assured him. "As long as you are my father's guests, I'll find a way to save you from the wrath of Ivar Douglas.""Nonsense." Irwin said before she could complete the last statement. "The only thing I worry about right now is catching a good sleep. You should focus on the event. Thorne Douglas is a piece of cake."Although Irwin was formidable and skillful, yet Bethany was concerned about his approach towards this situation. Sh

Irwin Buckham was still sitting upstairs, with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He had been carefully observing the surveillance feed, and now there was nothing else to see again. The club hall was now empty and no one was in sight. He heaved a simple sigh and gently placed the glass of whiskey on the table, getting up. He had been waiting here because he was worried that if he left with Isabella still around, Thorne's backup might arrive and cause her trouble. But right now that she has left, herself and the rest of the people, there was no point waiting behind anymore. "I'm leaving." He said, heading towards the door. Instantly, Bethany Colwill, who has also been around all along, jumped on her feet. "I'll come with you." She offered. "I'm not comfortable letting you go all by yourself. After all you're my guest. Please, let me drive you.""Very well." Irwin didn't care much, and simply agreed. They got into the black sleek car and Bethany drove off. There was silence between

Irwin Buckham was seated with his back to the bedframe in Jenking's Hospital. "After this, I'll give you the last dosage and you'll be fine." The doctor assured him, passing some fluid into his body. "It will hurt a little, please bear with me."Throughout the process, Irwin didn't even bat an eye let alone twitch his face in reaction to the supposed pain. "You're extremely strong. Not many people would have been able to ---"Suddenly, his phone started ringing. When he looked at the caller, it was a strange number. He had no choice but to answer it. "Irwin! Irwin Buckham!" The loud feminine voice almost deafened him."Who is this?" He asked, not sure of whom it was, although the voice sounded familiar. "Where are you? This is Jessica!" The voice came tearing again. Instantly, Irwin recognized the voice to be Jessica's. The secretary of his ex-wife, Isabella. "What is the matter, Jessica? Why are you calling?""Isn't it your fault?" She kept on going. "If it wasn't because of yo

"You bastard!" Sir Douglas yelled. "What are you waiting for? If you have the guts, go ahead and pull the trigger!!!"Irwin was not moved by the constant bickering of Ivar. Instead, he kept his position firm and unrepentant, certain that Sir Douglas couldn't break free."You don't have the guts do you?" Sir Douglas simpered. "If you don't kill me right now, I'll make sure that you don't leave here alive!!!""My boys will empty their clips in your body and you'll become a socket of bullets!!!"As soon as the henchmen heard what Sir Douglas had just said, they instantly felt energized again. All their guns were raised and aimed at Irwin once again. "What are you going to do now, little hero?" Sir Douglas cackled. Suddenly, Irwin shifted the gun from the temple of Sir Douglas and crashed the hardened butt of the gun into the jaw of the mafia boss. He dislocated the jaw of Sir Douglas. All Sir Douglas could do was groan in excruciating pain, but he couldn't utter even a syllable anymor

Several kilometers away, on a private island, there was a vast chain of buildings that stretched across the hectares of land. Displaced all about the buildings were henchmen dressed in coral blue suits, armed and masked. A drone view gives a scope of multitude of ants infesting the land. Inside the grandest building on the island were several maids dressed in raunchy manners. Each of them seemed to have her own specialty. At the front of a designated door, there were three elderly men on their knees, their heads to the ground as a couple of henchmen towered over them. There were top six families in imperial city, and from behind, these were the patriarchs of the top three. They were the leaders of the fourth to sixth families, respectively. "The General will not meet with you today!" One of the thugs stressed. "Please this is urgent." One of the elderly men said. "It is about the El Gee project.""We mailed the General two months ago and a date was agreed upon. We didn't come of