The crowd began to whisper frantically among themselves in deep confusion."A representative?" Ferdinand murmured, looking around blindly. "Who could it be? It must be my father! Or maybe a top politician!""How can the God of War send someone who isn't even a high-ranking general to take his supreme place?" Lydia whispered, her eyes wide with curiosity.Everyone stood frozen in absolute shock, their eyes darting around the VIP section, waiting for a massive billionaire name to be called.Commander Calvin adjusted the microphone, his eyes locking directly onto the spot where the Earnshaw family was standing.A cold, powerful smile crossed the commander's lips as he shouted the final name into the microphone."Mr. Dustin! You have been officially summoned by the supreme God of War to step up to the high stage and represent his crown tonight!"Then a soft, tender smile slowly spread across Dustin’s face. He stood completely relaxed, genuinely amused by how perfectly the cover plan was p

"I want to invite to this table of honor... my dearest wife."Dustin’s deep voice boomed through the high-end speakers, echoing off the marble pillars of the City Royal Garden.Instantly, Serena’s face froze. The cool smile she had been wearing while talking to Chief Collins vanished, replaced by an absolute wave of hot rage and deep hatred for Dustin. Her eyes narrowed into tiny slits as she stared up at the high VVIP pavilion. She turned sharply to face Lydia, her chest heaving with anger."How could he still do this, Lydia?" Serena whispered furiously, her teeth gritted so tightly her jaw ached. "After all the strict warnings I gave him this morning in the bedroom? Why is he doing this to me?"Lydia scoffed loudly, her face twisting into an expression of pure disgust as she glared up at Dustin. "Because he is just a crazy, shameless asshole, Serena! He has completely lost his mind! He probably thinks this tiny bit of weird luck and this temporary moment will last forever. He is