Then, he raised an eyebrow, his eyes shone with mockery.
“Oh right, I heard that bitch’s barren.” He curled his lip. "What a pity." But clearly, there was no pity in his voice. If anything, there was hatred. Richard’s expression didn’t waver, but his voice lowered, his head bowed. "Young Master, your father has his reasons." Adrian scoffed. "Reasons? Can’t control his lower half, huh?" “Being so obsessed with that bitch that he could act like nothing happened with my mother’s death?” “To the hell with his reasons!” Adrian had been tormented inside all these past years. If he could get revenge, he definitely would, but he knew he couldn’t make a move easily. As the only legitimate heir of the Lancaster Family—one of the top three aristocratic families on the Kindoria Continent, he had known since childhood how powerful the Lancaster Family was. It was a force even the highest rulers of the Kindoria Continent would treat with caution. And how could he, alone, possibly deal with the head of that family? So, over the years, he listened to his late mother’s wish, living well, carrying her love for him. But now, he saw hope! Hope for revenge. With the skills he had just acquired from his mother’s pendant, he believed that revenge was entirely possible! Richard remained silent, his eyes lowered still. As a professional and loyal butler, his job was to remain silent in such a situation. But still, pain flickered in his eyes. However, he quickly regained his composure. "Young master, if you refuse these gifts, they will be transferred to someone else." Adrian’s gaze sharpened. "And? Let him give them away then.” He sneered, “I’m sure his bastards will fight their guts out for them. I’d love to watch the drama from afar." However, what Richard said next made him freeze. "The gifts are also partly due to your mother’s efforts. If you reject them, wouldn’t that be letting outsiders take advantage?” Richard looked at Adrian with deep meaning, his eyes seemingly filled with unspoken words. “Mostly important, all secrets surrounding your mother wil be buried forever. No revenge, no truth. Is that what you want, Young Master?" Adrian’s doubts soared and his lips pressed into a line. What did Richard mean? Was there more to his mother’s death than he had known? “What secrets?” he hissed, “What have you all been hidden from me?” Richard didn’t explain but simply pointed at the square package. "The box in there contains answers. When the time is right, you will unlock it. And when you do… perhaps, you will finally understand." His eyes gleamed with sharp intelligence. Adrian stared at the square package. What explanation could explain his mother’s death and justify his father’s indifference? His jaw tightened and without another word, he grabbed the box and the envelope. The moment Adrian touched the package, he briefly lost focus. Because, at that instant, the newly gained energy within him seemed to resonate with the box within the package. Was the box somehow related to the extraordinary pendant his mother gave him? His eyes flickered slightly, but his expression remained cold and distant. No matter what secrets there were, he would find them out on his own! Seeing Adrian accepting the gifts, Richard’s gaze softened with relief. He then reminded Adrian, “Young Master, do not attempt to force this box open. If you do, its secrets will be lost forever.” Adrian’s fingers twitched around the package, feeling the extraordinary energy exchange between his fingers and the box. His lips curled into a cold smirk. “Thanks. But from now on, it’s my business alone. If your master regrets and wants them back, tell him ‘no way’!” If anyone thought they could manipulate him again, they would find themselves crushed beneath his feet. Even if it was his own biological father. Richard chuckled and gave a small bow, his mission complete. Without another word, he signaled to the convoy. The bodyguards swiftly retreated. The luxury cars roared to life and disappeared down the road. The crowd had long dispersed, the whispers fading into the bustle of the port. Adrian quickly merged with the crowd, he still had unfinished business to attend to. He was going to finalize his divorce once and for all.Latest Chapter
CHAPTER 707
In a move so fast Clara’s eyes couldn't even track it, the woman spun. She didn't just disarm Clara, she snatched the gun away, twisted Clara's arm, and pinned her face-first against the floor. The barrel of the gun was now pressed hard against Clara's temple."Next time, if you want to shoot, just do it," the woman hissed. "I did not kill your brother. Why would I? I only just received the news that he died.""The council killed him!" Clara groaned through the pain. "But a creature... a thing made of living darkness... it attacked him."The woman froze. She slowly released the pressure and stepped back, her face pale. "A creature that looked like darkness?" she repeated. "A Deathshade?"Clara rolled onto her back, clutching her arm. "Yes. It was like a shadow that could breathe.""That changes everything," the woman whispered. "Deathshades don't belong to this dimension. They are ancient, evil tools used by the most powerful beings. Someone from the Council Table must have sent it af
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The woman didn't even drop her cigar.She stepped inside Clara’s swing and delivered a lightning-fast kick to Clara’s stomach. Clara flew across the room, smashing into a row of wooden cabinets. Files rained down on her as she hit the floor, wheezing and coughing, the air completely gone from her lungs.The woman stood over her, puffing out a cloud of smoke. She looked down at Clara with a mix of pity and professional interest."Your fighting skills are horrible, honestly," she said, tapping the ash off her cigar onto the floor. "Pure street brawling. No discipline. But..." she paused, watching Clara struggle to get back up. "You’ve got potential."Clara coughed, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth as she pushed herself up from the floor. Her vision swam, but the sight of the woman—coolly puffing on her cigar snapped her back. With a scream of defiance, Clara lunged forward again. She threw a barrage of punches, but it was like fighting a shadow. The woman moved with a te
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Then, she remembered the woman’s conversation. She had been talking to someone. Clara scanned the sidewalk and saw a flash of a trench coat turning a corner. She followed immediately. The woman hopped into a taxi, while Clara scrambled into another. and and She threw a wad of cash at the driver. "Follow that car! Don't lose it!"The chase led to a quiet, high-end neighborhood. The woman’s taxi stopped in front of a modern, grey-stone house. Clara waited until the woman went inside, then she crept around the side, finding an unlocked window to the basement.She dropped into the dark room and clicked on a small flashlight. Her eyes widened. It wasn't a normal basement, it was an archive. Rows of files were neatly arranged in steel cabinets. She sprinted to the "L" section.She pulled a folder labeled LANCASTER, ADRIAN.Her breath hitched. Inside were photos of his childhood, his height, his fingerprints, and a detailed map of their old home. They had been watching him for a decade.S
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Clara’s finger wrapped around the shutter button. Click. Click. Click. She had him. The giant with the stone-cold eyes and the massive beard was the center of all her pictures. She was so focused on the lens that she barely noticed the world around her."Hey there, young lady. Haven't seen you around these parts. You're new, aren't you?"The voice was smooth. Clara didn't look away from the camera. "Yes," she answered absentmindedly, her mind calculating the distance between the giant and the truck.The woman standing next to her leaned against the park railing, looking out at the river. She was in her early thirties, dressed in a sharp, casual trench coat. She touched a small earpiece hidden by her hair. "I’ve found her," she whispered into the device. Then, she turned back to Clara with a fake, bright smile. "So tell me, what brings a girl like you to a park so early in the morning?"Clara didn't answer. She was too busy capturing the symbol on the giant's sleeve.Across the river,
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Suddenly, the wail of a distant siren echoed through the streets. The men looked at each other, wondering what to do next."Leave her," the driver hissed. "She’s just a harmless girl. We need to move before the cops are on our tail!"They hopped back into the truck and zoomed off, tires screeching. But Clara wasn't done. She ran ahead and climbed onto the highway overpass. She waited, timed her breathing, and as the truck passed underneath, she jumped.She landed on the roof with a heavy thud."You again!" one of the men shouted, leaning out the window. "Do you have a death wish?"He fired a shot, but Clara pressed herself against the metal, the bullet whizzing past her ear. She swung her body around the side, kicked the window in, and delivered a powerful strike to the man’s neck. She hauled herself into the back, the space tight and filled with money crates.The fight was brutal. One man lunged with a knife, Clara caught his wrist, twisted it until it snapped, and used his own m
CHAPTER 702
The man sitting opposite her smiled dangerously. He flipped his cards over. "You have six hammer cards, little girl. Your chances are very low. I’d start praying if I were you."But Clara didn't pray, she had to find a way out of here, the odds were against her. She noticed a waitress carrying a heavy tray of casino coins and high-stakes cash prizes walking toward a nearby table. As the lady passed by, Clara subtly extended her foot.CRASH.The waitress tripped, and the tray flew out of her hands. Thousands of shiny coins and stacks of bills were splattered across the floor. The room erupted into chaos as the gamblers, blinded by greed, dove to the floor, scrambling to grab whatever they could. The guards moved to restore order, their attention diverted from Clara’s table for just a fraction of a second.It was all she needed. Clara slipped out of her chair, ducking low and weaving through the frantic crowd. She vanished into the service tunnel just as the garbage truck’s engine ro
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