The Locharts' mansion was quiet. It felt more like a graveyard rather than a home. Arthur's face was pale while Vivan couldn't stop pacing back and forth. "You are mad! You have finally lost it!" Arthur shouted at Marcus. "Do you know what you have done?" he barked.Marcus said nothing but rushed towards the magazine on the floor. He grabbed it and stared at him for a while. "It can't be!" he said with his eyebrows arched. "What?" Leo asked Marcus rushed towards Leo and shoved the magazine in his face. "Here, look." Leo slightly felt confused. "This...this is…" Their eyes both darted towards Kael's body lying on the cold floor. "He was there. He was shot. How is this even possible?" Arthur felt his heart collapse all of a sudden. He slowly fell down on the tiles. Vivan rushed towards him, "Father! You can't die now! We need you…" Arthur's breath slowed down as his heart beat fast against his rib cage. "Call the ambulance. Call 911!" Leo said immediately. Seraphina grabbed

The room became so silent that even the sound of Marcus gripping the mop tighter echoed faintly across the marble floor.Dennis stood calmly in the center of the mansion while every member of the Lochart family stared at him like prey cornered by a hunter.Arthur’s breathing became uneven again.Vivan forced out a laugh.“Son-in-law?” she repeated carefully. “You must be mistaken.”Dennis tilted his head slightly. “Am I? I thought your daughter here was married? Everyone saw him at the event. Right?" His eyes moved across the room one after another before settling briefly on Seraphina.The color drained from her face instantly.Leo slowly stepped forward with a cold smile. “I think you should leave now. You’ve delivered your message already.”Dennis looked at him. For a brief second, neither man blinked.Then Dennis smiled politely. “My apologies,” he said calmly. “Perhaps I truly made a mistake.”The tension in the room eased slightly. Vivan quickly seized the opportunity.“Yes. A m

"So help me carry him!" Marcus snapped in frustration, gripping the corpse roughly.Leo cursed under his breath. "Why is he so damn heavy?""Maybe because dead bodies don't walk themselves," Marcus replied, breathing heavily. Dennis remained perfectly still. His heartbeat slowed.Every instinct in his body sharpened.Kael was supposed to be alive. He was the god's hand, and men like that don't die.Dennis himself had arranged the cover-up after realizing the earlier body wasn't Kael's. He had replaced the evidence and helped keep Kael's identity for now. But still, he was worried people saw him get shot. He took a bullet in the heart and was supposed to remain dead.The council was going to come looking for him now, but first, he needed to be sure the man he had always thought was invisible was still alive. He stared again into the night only to realize that it was indeed Kael's body lying right in front of him.His jaw tightened.Something wasn't adding up.Marcus wiped sweat fro

The city of New Orleans buzzed about the marriage between Seraphina Lochart and Joe Verlic.The newspapers, the magazines, and even most TV programs carried it. It was the talk of the city. Vivan laughed with her friends in the Locharts' mansion one bright morning."I can't believe your daughter is really going to marry that man. Do you know that they are the richest in the city?" one of Vivan's friends said with a chuckle. Don't say. I even heard Joe Verlic's father is sick. I bet he is going to inherit the man's fortune if he dies." Vivan laughed, her hand slightly placed on the soft leather couch. "I bet Joe has had a crush on my daughter right from day one. He even sent his most trusted men to personally come and ask for her hand in marriage." She added. "I thought your daughter was married," Tiffany asked. The room went from being chatty to a more silent one. "Married? To whom exactly, Tiffany?" Vivan asked with her gaze fixed on her. "Kael. Isn't that his name?" Tiffany s

Kael looked at the picture that was seated on the table before him. He shut his eyes, and he could still remember their loud cries of pain. The door opened, and Dennis walked in. "Are you alright?" he said calmly. "Did you get it done?" Kael asked. "Yes, Miss Veronica would be glad to meet with you." Kael's gaze arched for a bit. His eyebrows slightly raised. "Did you tell her about me?" Dennis shook his head a little bit. "No. Do you want me to tell her?" Kael waved in the air. "No. I am going to do the talking. What about Alaric? Did you get the information I need?" "No. Alaric knows how to cover his tracks. But I think he is in cahoots with the council. Whatever they did to him gave him the power to bring back the dead." The room fell into silence. "And what about the Lockhart's family?" "They are preparing for the wedding. What do you want me to do?" Dennis asked, his hands folded right behind his back. "Do nothing, Dennis. But I want you to look into the family busines