Without saying a word, Jonathan opened the car door and stepped out.Ronny slowly opened his eyes, his face looking blank and confused. He held his head and frowned. "Strange... what was I doing just now? Why does it feel like I just woke up from a dream? And my cheek... why does it hurt so much?" he muttered as he opened and closed his jaw. He wiped his mouth and found blood on the back of his hand. He then looked around, making sure he was still inside the parked car, yet he still felt strangely confused. He had not realized that all the important secrets had already come out of his own mouth.Meanwhile, Jonathan walked away from the place with calm steps. The afternoon breeze blew gently. Beneath his calm exterior, his mind was already filled with plans. He now knew exactly who needed to be dealt with, the Sigoro Family.For now, he acted as though nothing had happened. But deep inside, he made a promise to himself. "As long as I find Komar, Father will definitely be freed. I don't

"If you keep lying, I can make sure you never speak again for the rest of your life," Jonathan said softly but firmly, his tone sending chills down Komar's spine.Komar trembled. His face began to pale as cold sweat trickled down his temples. "I-I was only following orders, Sir… I don't know who arranged everything back then," he said in a trembling voice.Komar kept his head lowered, his breathing ragged. The two slaps had already been enough to redden his cheeks and leave his body shaking with fear. Jonathan slowly rose from his chair, dusted off his clothes as if brushing away invisible dirt, then reached inside his jacket.From there, he pulled out a long silver needle that gleamed under the dim light of the room. Its tip was sharp, and the reflection of the metal made Komar hold his breath."Do you know what this is?" Jonathan asked coldly, spinning the needle between his fingers.Komar quickly shook his head. "N-No, Sir… I don't know…""This needle," Jonathan said slowly while s

At Valoza Bar in the northern district of Savana City, the atmosphere had grown increasingly tense.Zaldy and his men had surrounded Mella and Deano, their faces filled with cruelty. Some of them had already prepared machetes and iron rods in their hands.None of them noticed the pair of eyes watching everything from outside.“Ahem.”A soft cough came from the doorway. The sound was quiet, yet it seemed to shake the entire room. Everyone instinctively turned their heads.“Ma-Master Jonathan?!” Zaldy’s voice caught in his throat. The machete in his hand slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor with a sharp clang.Clang!His face instantly turned pale.Jonathan glanced briefly at Mella before turning his attention back to Zaldy. “Zaldy,” he said flatly as he exhaled a puff of cigarette smoke, “do you know what I hate the most?”Zaldy immediately lowered his head, his voice trembling. “S-Sorry, Master… I… I didn’t know that they…”“Answer my question,” Jonathan interrupted coldly, hi

Jonathan stared at the purple-gold furnace for a long time. His fingers touched the dragon engraving on its surface, which seemed to pulse faintly as if it were alive. In his eyes, he knew that this object was not merely an antique, but an Immortal Pill Furnace, a relic from ancient times that had once belonged to great masters of the past.Jonathan turned around, his eyes looking at Kara with a mixture of surprise and suspicion.“A gift? You know how valuable this thing is, right? Ten billion is not a small amount. Is there some hidden intention behind this?”Kara smiled calmly.“I know. But this isn’t about money, Jonathan. Consider it the beginning of our friendship.”Jonathan raised his eyebrows slightly. He stared at Kara for quite some time before slowly forming a faint smile.“A symbol of friendship?” he repeated in a teasing tone. “Usually, people exchange words, not something worth ten billion.”Kara looked at him in confusion, but Jonathan continued casually as he leaned aga

Darius watched his son’s back as Lewis walked away. His footsteps echoed through the long hallway of the villa before eventually disappearing behind the door.He let out a long sigh and stared at the glass of whiskey in his hand, which was now only half full.Although Lewis still lacked the ability to lead the company, as his father, Darius still felt that he had to help him.“That boy is as stubborn as his mother,” he muttered softly, but the affection in his eyes was impossible to hide.A few moments later, he picked up his phone and dialed a number he knew by heart.“Hello, Rudi? It’s me, Darius.”His voice sounded calm and controlled.“Oh, Darius! It’s been a long time. Is there something important?” Mr. Rudi replied from the other end in a friendly tone.Darius smiled faintly, although the smile did not reach his eyes.“Nothing too important. I just wanted to invite you and a few fellow shareholders to dinner tonight. Consider it a small gathering, a token of my gratitude for all