Tut... Tut...Even after the call had ended, Director Collins remained frozen where he stood. His hand still clutched the phone. It trembled uncontrollably. His face had completely lost its color. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.Impossible... His heart pounded wildly. How... how could this man possibly know someone from the provincial bureau?The person on the other end hadn't merely reprimanded him. His dismissal had already been approved. Effective immediately.His career... Everything he had spent years building... gone in a blink of an eye."Director Collins?" Catherine frowned. "What happened?"Victor also stepped forward. "Who was on the phone just now?"Grandfather Blackwell looked equally puzzled. "Did something happen?"Director Collins didn't answer. He simply stared blankly at Veyron. His eyes were filled with fear.Julian's brows gradually knitted together. "Director Collins..."He had barely taken two steps forward when Director Collins suddenly rushed past him. Ev

"What do you mean?" Julian asked warily, his brows knitting together as suspicion flickered across his face. A faint frown settled on his lips as he studied Veyron. "Soon," Veyron merely smiled, his voice calm as always. "You'll find out." There wasn't the slightest trace of panic on his face. As far as Cartier's projects were concerned, he had absolutely nothing to worry about. Augustus Laurent had personally overseen every project awarded to Raven & Radiance. Anyone who dared cancel them without authorization was not only breaking Cartier's rules but openly challenging Augustus' authority. Since someone had chosen to cross that line... they would soon learn the consequences. "Don't waste your time talking to him," Graham Crawford scoffed as he waved dismissively at Julian. "Just wait a little longer. You'll hear the good news soon enough." His confidence quickly eased the uncertainty in the room. The Blackwell family nodded one after another, convinced he had already settled e

"What the heck?" Zayden exclaimed, nearly choking on his own breath. His eyes were wide with disbelief as he stared at the scene unfolding before him. "Why is President Laurent addressing him so formally... and with so much respect?" "I don't understand it either!" Robert's face twisted with envy and resentment. "What right does a piece of trash like him have to earn President Laurent's respect?" His fists clenched tightly at his sides. "He's nothing but an ex-convict who spent years behind bars. What qualifications does he possibly have to deserve treatment like this from someone as esteemed as President Laurent?" Even Iris quietly looked at Veyron, unable to hide the confusion in her eyes. The man standing beside her suddenly felt like a complete mystery. She knew he had spent six years in prison. She knew he had no influential family backing him. Yet every seemingly impossible obstacle that stood before him was effortlessly resolved, as though the world itself bent to his

Julian looked at Veyron smugly, unable to suppress the pride swelling inside him.So what if Graham Crawford had been dismissed? So what if Director Collins had been fired? None of it mattered anymore. Ignatius Thorn had arrived.As long as Ignatius was here, Veyron was as good as dead. The thought filled Julian with renewed confidence. The fear that had briefly crept into his heart vanished, replaced by arrogance. Raising his chin, he stared directly at Veyron and sneered."Veyron, Ignatius is already at the door. Your death is inevitable."Veyron's gaze remained calm. It was the kind of calm that made people uneasy. "What did you just say?" "I said your death is inevitable!" he roared. He laughed mockingly. "Did you hear me? Or have you gone deaf? Fine, I'll repeat it for you. Your death is..."THWACK!The sharp slap echoed throughout the villa. Julian's words came to an abrupt stop.His head snapped violently to one side as the overwhelming force sent him staggering. His face bur

As soon as Ignatius Thorn got a clear look at the tall figure standing before him, his cloudy eyes widened abruptly. His pupils shrank and his entire body stiffened."Hngh!" A gasp escaped his lips as all the color drained from his wrinkled face. "How... How could it be him?"His heart pounded violently against his chest. Cold sweat instantly broke out across his forehead. He couldn't stop himself from trembling.Of all the people in Highmont... why did it have to be Veyron Blackthorne?The memory of that night in the underground parking lot surfaced vividly in his mind. Even now, it still haunted him.Even with his terrifying martial arts expert, he hadn't even been able to touch Veyron. The gap between them was simply unimaginable.More importantly... this was a man whom Augustus Laurent and Reginald Langford treated with the utmost respect.Someone capable of commanding the loyalty of men like them... his identity was undoubtedly terrifying. Trying to kill such a person? Only a mad