"You better listen to him." The man Derek was holding hostage warned his subordinates nervously, his eyes darting between checking that his men weren't moving and making sure the knife didn't press any further into his neck.The men surrounding Derek froze in place; Derek's actions had successfully left them helpless.Derek swept his gaze around. His body had not fully recovered yet, so he had to make sure he didn't waste his stamina uselessly, and his actions were accurately calculated.The masked man was trembling violently. Only a few seconds ago, he had felt like the hunter. Now, he realised he had turned into the prey."Let me go, and we'll let you go," the man said, trying to stay calm amidst his fear that his life could slip away at any moment.He didn't know Derek beforehand, nor did he know what kind of temperament Derek had. He was worried that just one wrong word or rash action would make Derek slit his throat. His death wouldn't be worth all of this. He didn't want to end

“Die!”The baseball bat swung hard.Smack!A dull impact struck the back of Derek's shoulder and the base of his neck. His body was shoved a few steps forward. His vision instantly blurred, while a wave of pain radiated from his neck all the way down his back, which was already covered in burns and bruises from the earlier brawl.Dick laughed, panting heavily. "Finally... now you feel the pain too."He clutched his jaw, which was still throbbing violently. Blood continued to trickle from the corner of his mouth, but seeing Derek lose his balance made his courage surge back."You think you're tough?" A vicious smile spread across his face as he looked at Derek collapsed on the floor. "I'm going to finish you tonight."Dick raised the bat once more. But before the second swing could land—"Stay right where you are!" A loud voice echoed from the entrance of the cabin.Dick whipped his head around by reflex. Dozens of men in black suits had surrounded all the exits. Their movements were n

Jonathan Hale was still standing calmly before her. "Ms Erin, I hope you can respect Mr. Derek's decision."Erin was still standing in front of Derek's room. Her hands gripped the folder containing the divorce documents so tightly that the corners were crumpled. Her gaze never shifted from that door, as if hoping Derek would suddenly open it."I want to see him." A fleeting flash of the luxurious life in her mind gradually drifted away, and she was not going to let that happen."I'm sorry, Mr. Derek does not wish to see anyone." Slowly, he began to grow weary of giving the same answer.Erin's forehead furrowed deeply. "You didn't even ask him.""I don't need to ask. That is his instruction." The man with the icy face reaffirmed firmly.Erin shook her head slowly. "No, Derek wouldn't say that."Jonathan did not reply. His attitude remained flat, frustrating Erin even more.Without saying another word, Erin pulled out her phone. Her slightly trembling fingers quickly searched for Derek'

"What a mess, what should I do?" A man in glasses walked at a fast, somewhat desperate pace. Sweat dripped down his face as he immediately pressed the elevator button and headed to the upper floor.At eight in the morning, the lobby of the Harper Group main building was still crowded with employees who had just arrived for work. Some people walked hurriedly carrying meeting files, while the sound of coffee machines filled the corner of the room.On the top floor, Dick had just put down his coffee cup when his office door was knocked on loudly. "Come in."The man in glasses, who was his secretary, opened the door with a pale face. "Mr. Dick, we are in trouble."For the past few hours yesterday, Dick had been held at the police station over his trouble with Derek, but his family managed to get him out by paying some sort of penalty which of course was not directed at Derek but at the authorities who detained him.Having successfully gotten out of that situation and seeing that the West

“Why did you contact me?” Erin got up from her bed.The loose nightgown she wore slipped down from her shoulders, revealing her thin, lifeless-looking shoulders. As she stepped down from the bed, she ignored her reflection in the mirror of her room.She was reluctant to see how gloomy her face looked, with the deep hollows in her eyes and the dark circles becoming more and more obvious. Anyone who saw her would believe she was experiencing a deep breakdown. The hollows in her thin cheeks became much deeper than before.Ever since the day she came home from the hospital, she had locked herself in her room. She was confused about how to contact Derek, yet had no energy to move. Her phone stayed silent until finally, a call that kept ringing from Dick disturbed her.“We need to talk.” The voice on the other end sounded desperate.Erin tried to sit up with her hands crawling onto the arm of the chair. Not eating anything for several days and getting up from her bed at all made her head th