The moment Luke revealed Bruce's identity, the room erupted into chaos. Gasps echoed off the walls as the masked men exchanged stunned glances. Even Zach, the hardened gang lord, took a step back, his cigar nearly falling from his lips."Whoa, whoa, whoa," Zach said, holding up his hands. "Hold on. He's Bruce Dominic Shepherd? The Bruce Dominic Shepherd? I don't believe it."Luke's voice pierced the murmurs, clear and confident. "Well, he's not denying it, is he?"All eyes turned to Bruce. He stood silent, his expression blank. It wasn’t that he was refusing to deny it; he was just stunned. In all his years of facing powerful enemies and big shot businessmen, no one had ever unmasked him at a single glance. Not until Luke.This boy was ten times more intelligent than any villain Bruce had ever faced.Zach's eyes widened, a grin spreading across his scarred face. "I don't believe it. He's actually not denying it. You're really Bruce Dominic Shepherd?"Cedric's voice cracked, his hand

For the next ten minutes, Bruce talked with Richard and Eleanor as they recounted the jet abduction and how they had been held here for months. It was exactly as he had heard from Zach himself. They were forced to draft a new will; otherwise, Harry's life would be at risk. In this new will, Luke inherits everything, leaving Harry with nothing. "We've been sick with worry about Harry since our abduction," Richard said, his eyes heavy with sadness. "We had to comply with the attorneys brought in and sign all the necessary documents else we'd lose our son.""The only reason Harry has lasted this long is because of us," Eleanor said softly. "He's such a good boy. I wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen to him."Bruce gave a small nod. "He's a good kid. You gave birth to intelligent children. I'm sorry you had to go through all this torture. No parents deserve this."Eleanor pressed her face against the bars, her voice breaking. "Is Harry really okay? Is he eating? Sleeping? Is he—""He'

The walls of GreenFord Academy loomed high and impenetrable like a fortress. The entire campus was floodlit, the lights sweeping across the grounds like searchlights. The academy was illuminated so brightly that even an ant could be spotted at a distance. Zach crouched in the shadows with his men, their dark figures blending into the treeline that bordered the sprawling campus. From their hiding spot, Zach watched the walls through his binoculars. The academy was under tight security, with every entrance watched and every movement carefully tracked. There was only one way in and one way out.Zach's eyes narrowed as he studied the layout, his mind working through the plan. They would have to disguise themselves in one of the school's daily food supply trucks that came through at night.The trucks were large, unassuming, and waved through without much inspection. If they could hijack one, it'd be easy to sneak their way in with the bombs, and plant them strategically around the cam

Before Harry could say another word, a voice cut through the quiet refectory hall. "That wouldn't be possible."Harry and his parents turned, startled to see Bruce standing near the doorway, his arms crossed. He had appeared out of nowhere, as if he had been there the entire time, waiting for the right moment to speak."Bruce?" Harry said, his brow raised. "What are you doing here? Why wouldn't it be possible?"Bruce walked closer, his footsteps echoing softly against the tile floor. "Because nothing you say will redeem him, Harry. I've looked into his mind—I've seen the hatred that's taken root there. It's deep, and it's endless. There's nothing you can say that will change that."Harry shook his head, his voice rising with determination. "That's not true. I can convince him to change. I can make him see that our parents are sorry, that they want to make things right. He just needs to give them a chance."Bruce's gaze was steady, his voice calm. "I don't think that's possible, kid. S

Bruce smirked at Sylvester's question. He couldn't help but enjoy watching the horrified expression on the man's face when it was revealed that Bruce ran Eagleman Enterprises. "Yes, I am. Surprised?" Bruce asked. Sylvester's eyes grew wide with shock and confusion. His mouth opened and closed several times before words finally came out. "How? How did you do it? I thought you were just a chauffeur. How could you possibly—""I'll spare you the details," Bruce cut him off smoothly. "Let's just say, I have my own ways. You shouldn't have turned your back on your friend Sylvester. If I hadn’t acquired the majority stakes in this company, you would have left Harry with nothing. You're nothing but a thief."Sylvester wanted to speak, but instead he clenched his teeth and slammed his fist on the floor in frustration. "Damn it," he shouted. "What have I done?"Bruce words had shattered him like glass. There was no coming back from those remarks. Ignoring Sylvester, he turned to Richard, hi