The morning in West London still carried a bone-chilling cold, yet inside his luxurious marble-floored bathroom, Raymond stared at his own reflection in the large mirror. Thanks to the flow of warm energy from the increase in his soul core integration, which had reached fifteen percent before dawn, his internal regeneration process worked extraordinarily well. His face, which had been battered and bruised just an hour ago, was now flawless without a single trace left behind. There were no more blue bruises around his eyes or split wounds on his lips. His skin had returned to being as smooth as marble, concealing the fact that he had just gone through a bloody battle at the border of Queens District.Raymond adjusted the collar of his plain black T-shirt. His eyes gleamed sharply. “Three years in the Miller family was enough for me to be treated like a servant and branded as a parasite,” he muttered to himself, his voice low and filled with determination.

In a hidden underground room located right beneath the ruins of an old warehouse on the outskirts of London, Raymond stood frozen. Before him, a transparent holographic screen powered by Yudha’s technology displayed leaked banking data and legal documents from the internal servers of the Miller Group and Vance Corporation. The data was sickening. "They have crossed the line, Your Majesty," Yudha’s voice broke the silence, heavy with suppressed anger. "Julian Vance and Chloe Miller have just signed an illegal agreement for the forced eviction of a civilian residential area in the northern district. They plan to forge land ownership documents and rezone the area into a heavy industrial zone for a hazardous chemical processing plant." Raymond stepped closer to the screen. His hand slowly touched the rows of numbers indicating the losses that thousands of families would suffer. If this plan went through, thousands of people would lose their homes, their health would be ruined by pollut

Raymond returned to the main bedroom through the unlocked second-floor window, his movements as light as a gust of London's night breeze. The effect of his nerve strike had faded, but Natalie was still sleeping soundly on the king-size bed. The woman's face looked so peaceful without the icy mask she usually wore in front of the public.Raymond stepped closer, standing at the edge of the bed while gazing at his contract wife's face. Yudha’s words about the ancient will and ancestral bonds kept echoing in his head."To restore the lost energy seal... the descendants of the two families must be united in holy matrimony and mingle their blood."Raymond took a deep breath. If he wanted to restore his God of War powers without being destroyed by the mortal system, he had to follow this rule of destiny. And more importantly, with the demands from Grandfather Arthur, presenting a child was the fastest way to lock Natalie's position as the absolute CEO, while ensuring this contract marriage,

Inside the magnificent top-floor office of the Miller Group in the center of London's business district, the atmosphere felt so tense that it was as if the oxygen had been completely sucked out. The legality documents that were originally prepared to seize the northern district of Queens were now scattered across the marble floor, harshly thrown by a hand trembling with suppressed anger."How could this happen, Julian?! Explain it to me!" Chloe Miller screamed, her usually well-groomed, beautiful face now flushed crimson with rage. Both of her hands gripped the edge of the desk with immense strength. "All those land zoning forgery documents were neatly sorted! But why did the city council block their ratification this morning because the land turned out to have been legally purchased by a mysterious shell company?! We lost billions of pounds within an hour!"Julian Vance, who stood near the large window, snorted harshly. He straightened the collar of his slightly wrinkled gray suit ja

Two minutes before the time of internal organ collapse, the chrome-plated elevator door on the top floor of the Sterling Group building chimed open. Raymond stepped out with a faltering body. Every intake of his breath felt like inhaling shards of glass. Cold sweat drenched his entire white t-shirt, making the fabric stick tightly to his broad chest, which was trembling from holding back the pain."Hey! Who are you?! You cannot enter this area without permission!" screamed a female secretary in front of the reception desk, startled to see a simply dressed man with a deathly pale face and walking with a limp piercing through the security line.Raymond did not hear. His vision, which was starting to blur and turn red, was only locked onto the engraved double teak wood doors at the end of the corridor—Natalie's office.With the remnant of the artificial physical strength from Yudha that was nearly exhausted, Raymond slammed the double doors wide open with a rough jerk.