The two long black body bags lay completely still on the cold stone floor of the Blackwood Castle.Beatrice Sterling stared down at the small white tag that carried her name in dark red ink, her knees shaking so badly she had to grab the edge of the velvet sofa to keep from falling. The high suspense inside the dim mountain fortress was so heavy it felt like an iron weight crushing everyone's lungs.He is mocking us, Diana Blackwood shrieked, her face turning from a proud pink to a terrifying shade of pale green as she looked at the empty body bags. Father, look at what this delivery driver sent to our doorstep. He wants to put us in the dirt. You must mobilize the entire syndicate and tear his skin off tonight.Lord Blackwood did not say a word right away. He stood like a massive stone giant, his heavy fists clenching so hard his knuckles let out a series of sharp, popping sounds. The public face-slapping humiliation of receiving body bags at his own headquarters was the greatest ins

The expensive crystal champagne glass shattered loudly against the hard marble floor. The yellow sparkling liquid splashed all over Diana Blackwood’s shiny designer shoes, but she did not even notice.Her body was completely frozen like an ice statue. Her mind was totally broken by the majestic sight in front of her. The poor dockworker she had insulted and tried to starve was the ultimate ruler of the nation’s military elite.The public face slapping humiliation turned the entire room into a furnace for the Blackwood family pride. Diana’s face went from a proud, arrogant pink to a sickening shade of pale green. She wanted to crawl into a dark hole and disappear forever.Beatrice Sterling clung to the grand double doors behind her, her breathing coming in short, terrified gasps. She looked at Leo’s glorious white uniform and the twenty brilliant medals glittering on his chest.Every single medal felt like a physical slap to her face, reminding her of the small boy she had tried to des

The heavy iron chains clinked loudly against the polished marble floorboards as Lord Blackwood and Diana were dragged out of the Sovereign Grand Hall.The deep, agonizing screams of the spoiled heiress faded away into the dark night air, leaving a terrifying silence inside the grand banquet room. The face slapping defeat of the underworld syndicate was total, fast, and absolute.Beatrice Sterling stood completely alone near the massive gold pillars, her body shivering violently from pure, paralyzing terror. Her face was a shocking shade of pale green, and her bright red gown felt like a heavy weight dragging her down to hell.She looked at Leo Sterling, who was sitting gracefully on his high leather chair, his pure white uniform glowing under the bright spotlights.You are a monster, Beatrice whispered, her voice cracking into a high, pathetic squeak as she took three fast steps backward. You took my company. You destroyed my alliance. You think you have cut off my head, but I am stil

The flying pieces of the heavy mahogany door slammed against the bedroom floorboards with a loud, ringing crash. Dr. Larry’s hand stopped just one millimeter above Arthur Sterling’s pale blue vein.He lifted his head up in total, blinding terror, his eyes wide like a crazy man. Beatrice Sterling let out a sharp, ugly shriek, her fingers slipping right off Arthur’s weak throat as she looked toward the entrance.Leo Sterling stood in the doorway like a towering white god of war. His pure white Sovereign dress uniform was completely perfect, and the twenty diamond and ruby medals on his chest gleamed dangerously under the dim yellow lamps.His dark eyes locked onto the sharp glass syringe in the doctor’s hand, a freezing, murderous light flashing deep inside his pupils.The high suspense inside the room exploded instantly, making the air feel completely thin and unbreathable.Before Dr. Larry could even move his finger to push the plastic plunger down, Leo stepped forward. His body becam

Arthur Sterling stood tall and strong on the polished floorboards, his long shadow completely covering Beatrice’s shivering body.His thick, wrinkled finger pointed directly at her pale face like a loaded gun.The intense fire in his dark eyes was so bright it made Beatrice gasp for air, her hands clutching her expensive red silk gown as she wallowed on her knees in pure, paralyzing terror.You thieving snake, Arthur roared, his deep voice booming through the grand medical suite like a sudden thunderclap. You thought your cheap poisons could keep me in that bed forever. You thought you could use my weak hand to sign away the core trust fund of my ancestors. Look at me. I am alive, and your wicked game is officially finished.Beatrice’s face turned a sickening shade of pale green as the public face slapping humiliation washed over her entire body. She tried to lift her chin, her voice cracking into a high, pathetic pitch as she scrambled for a final lie to save her skin.Arthur, my lov