Dr. Bartholomew Grey adjusted his glasses, his thin lips curving into a smile. "Now that we are aligned, we must not waste a single second on blind rage. If we want to flush out this secret titan backing Alfred, we strike where his puppet is most vulnerable: his wife's newly acquired empire." "Angela Simpson just received the city clearance for the East District commercial development project. She thinks she’s untouchable now that she signed a deal with Kingston Group.” "She is about to learn how fragile her foundation really is," Grey said softly, pulling a thick folder from his coat pocket and tossing it onto the table. "I have already spoken with the Chief Director Felix of the Municipal Zoning Board. For a small contribution to his overseas account, he is prepared to sign an immediate emergency administrative freeze on all her environmental permits." Margaret’s eyes sparkled with dark delight. "An environmental block? Can that really stop a multi-million-dollar project backed

Ronald Felix hesitated for a second, his thick hand hovering inches from Angela’s wrist. He looked up at the young man standing near the entrance.In Felix's mind, this was nothing more than the penniless ex-convict husband who had just been cleared of his name. Felix felt reassured by his own position and authority; Felix’s scowl returned with double the arrogance."Who allowed this trash into my office?" Felix barked, ignoring the warning as he lunged forward, his thick fingers snapping around Angela’s wrist. "You think you can barge in here and threaten me?”Before Felix could finish his sentence, Alfred moved.The distance between the entrance and the desk seemed to vanish in the blink of an eye. Alfred’s right hand shot out like an iron clamp, catching Felix’s wrist before the man could even pull Angela backwards.With a gentle tug, Alfred pulled Angela safely behind his back, positioning himself like an unyielding wall between her and the corrupt director. Then, without changin

The helicopter glided silently through the night sky, its silent blades cutting through the cool mountain air. Inside the cabin, Alfred sat alone, staring out the reinforced glass window at the distant capital city. Alfred reached into a wooden case beside his seat, lifting a red silver mask. The mask reflected the quiet resolve in his eyes. He fitted the mask over his face, securing the leather straps tightly behind his head. The moment it covered his features, the gentle husband and father vanished entirely. He was once again the invincible legend, the supreme God of War. The helicopter touched down silently on the private landing pad tucked behind the inner sanctuary of the Royal Palace. When Alfred stepped out into the quiet stone courtyard, two ranks of royal guards in golden armour instantly snapped to attention, dropping to one knee. They did not dare look directly at his mask, their hearts beating with awe and relief. The true protector of the realm had returned. Alfr

Angela stood on the upper observation deck wearing her safety helmet, a hot cup of tea in her hands. She watched with a proud smile as the ground crew smoothed out the thick layer of concrete.“Section one is fifty per cent filled, Mrs. Angela!” Lincoln called out from below, wiping sweat from his face as he shouted over the noise of the concrete pumps. “The mixture is setting fast. The density looks perfect!”“Great work, Lincoln!” Angela called back, “Keep the trucks moving. We need the primary footings finished before midday.”She watched the grey sludge fill the deep trench, completely unaware that the invisible chemical agent mixed inside was already settling deep into the steel grid. To the naked eye, it looked like indestructible cement. But beneath the surface, the toxic compound was waiting to turn the solid rock into brittle powder.Two miles away, sitting on the top floor of an office building overlooking the East District, Dr. Bartholomew Grey stood by a glass window.He

Dr. Bartholomew Grey stumbled backwards against the table, nearly knocking over his glass. His face turned red as he glared at the young man standing in the doorway."Alfred!" Dr. Grey yelled, his voice shaking with anger. "How dare you barge into my private facility as if you own it? Do you have any idea where you are standing?"Alfred did not answer immediately. His cold eyes drifted across the room, locking onto Margaret Williams as if she were nothing more than an irritating insect crawling on the floor.What made the boiling fire in his chest burn hottest was seeing her, his adoptive mother, the woman who had helped turn his early life into a living nightmare.Margaret gripped the arms of her chair, her face twisting into a sneer as she forced a dry, mocking laugh. "Look who decided to show up. The useless adopted son of mine. You ungrateful dog. After everything my family did for you, after taking you in and giving you a roof over your head, you paid us back by destroying the Wi