2025-03-20 00:42:59"No way, you still haven't gotten over Amanda? Are you going to go in front of her and cry and beg for forgiveness?" Luther laughed and sized up Devin with a playful look in his eyes.
"Actually, it's not impossible for you to see her if you really insist." "Enough!" Devin interrupted him. "I'm not here for her. I'm going home!" Luther burst out laughing as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. "You're still being stubborn, aren't you?" "Since I'm in a good mood today, I'll let you meet Amanda." He ordered the bodyguards to take Devin inside. Devin sighed. "You know what? If I go in, your wedding is going to be ruined for sure." "Really? What, are you going to mooch off the food and starve everyone else to death?" "Take him in!" Luther lost all his patience and commanded the bodyguards viciously to drag Devin in. But when they were met with Devin's cold stare, they somehow didn't dare to lay a hand on him. "You asked for this," Devin sneered, and then strode in. "What's with all the posturing?" Luther scoffed. Then his eyes darkened. "Keep an eye on him. If he dares to cause trouble, make sure he pays dearly for it!" The auditorium was ablaze with light. Devin spotted from afar a crowd huddled around a massive crystal sculpture. Clearly, it was Luther and Amanda carved on it. "Goodness, this thing's gotta be worth a mint.” “Luther's really got connections. Even the big shot who owns the No.1 mansion sent a wedding gift." "Lucky Amanda, nabbing a guy like that." The guests whispered among themselves. Amanda tapped the wine glass, motioning for everyone to be quiet. "To the owner of the No.1 mansion!" Devin glared at Amanda with pity, for he knew he hadn't sent Luther any gifts. Luther lied to Amanda. He lied to everyone. “What a loser. Faking a gift just to gain prestige,” Devin scoffed. But then, people-sized Devin up and sneered at Devin as he walked past them. Some of them even covered their noses with their handkerchiefs. “Who invited this trash dump? Couldn't he dress up properly for a wedding?” He heard someone say from the crowd. “Perhaps he's a beggar. We get a lot of them in the party these days. Just give him some money and you'll be fine,” another person whispered. “But this is a top-class wedding. Vermin like him shouldn't be here!” The argument persisted as Devin sighed, looking for the most insignificant seat in the auditorium. He didn't want to be the center of attention, although it seemed like he couldn't help it. “Here. Sit with me,” a beautiful lady with dark hair and blue eyes said to Devin. And when she smiled at him, Devin's heart melted on the spot. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen! Even more beautiful than Amanda. “Thanks…” Devin replied and sat beside her. She gazed at him curiously. “My name is Kia. I heard them talking about your outfit. Don't listen to them. You look great,” she said with a smile. “I'm Devin. And you look even better. I love your eyes,” Devin replied to her, smiling as well. “Thanks…” Kia blushed at his comment, her face heated up with a blush. “It's a grand gift, isn't it? The wedding gift. The owner of the number 1 mansion must be a top shot, don't you think?” Kia asked him. Devin looked at the statue again, and then at Kia. “I doubt the owner of the number 1 mansion has got any time for such frivolous things. It's all a show. Trust me,” Devin responded. Kia found his certainly curious. “How do you know—” “Oh! For fucks sake! Who let this fucking lickspittle into this auditorium?” Jim, Amanda's brother growled as he approached Devin. Devin settled his darkened gaze on him, but Jim did not back down. “This is the height of indiscipline. You dare sneak your way into my sister's wedding? Did you think you wouldn't get caught?” “How stupid and shameless can you fucking be? Why is it so hard to deal with the fact that Amanda has dumped you already? Must you parade your pitiful existence all over the place?” Jim yelled at Devin. Some guests turned to observe the scene, and Kia flushed with embarrassment while people started looking. “Why don't you just leave? You're embarrassing this young man for nothing!” Kia shot back at Jim who scoffed while he gazed upon her. “Bitch! If I want a mouth to suck my dick, I'll call you. You better shut your cum dump or I'll shut it for you!” Jim snapped back at Kia. But then, Devin rose to his feet. “Apologize to the lady,” he demanded. Although Devin towered over Jim, the latter tried to hide his intimidation. But Jim took a step back in fear. “Playing the knight in shining armor now? You think she'll fuck you if you do this? Ha! Not even a pig would want a freaking degenerate like you!” And then, Devin slapped Jim immediately. The guests gasped as the slap resounded, and Jim himself could swear he couldn't hear a thing afterward! “Fuck you, motherfucker!” Jim cursed and threw a punch at Devin. But Devin grabbed his hand, kicked him in the belly, and threw him into a roll of seats. The guests gasped again in shock as Jim landed with a clatter, breaking many of the chairs. “Devin! What the fuck are you doing at my wedding!!” Amanda suddenly screamed as the commotion shook the auditorium to its core.
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238. Petra thought she was going to self-combust as she ran. She didn’t even realise that she had started crying again as she shoved the heavy doors open with both of her hands, her chest heaving and she took large gulps of air. “Petra, wait!” Devin yelled behind her. She didn’t turn back. She didn’t want to see his face ever again, not after what he had done. Her bare feet hit the ground as she ran off and the guards bowed when she was passing but quickly moved aside silently when they saw how fast she was moving. Nobody dared stop her. Except Dreykov, that is. He ran after her. “Petra!” He called out, trying to grab her. “You can’t just—” “Don’t fucking touch me!” She snapped at him, turning around to glare at him with wild eyes. “Stay the hell away, Dreykov. All of you!” He froze a few steps away, hands raised. He looked back towards the doors where Devin stood in the shadows, watching. “Petra, listen to me.” Dreykov tried again. “No!” She screamed, her voice
Chapter 237
237. Petra was trying to take it all in, trying to register what the hell was happening. Blood was everywhere, on the floor, on the walls… on Devin's hands. She looked around, the ground seemed so close… it was then that she realised that she was kneeling in someone’s blood, and now the mess was on her too. She looked up. She had remembered seeing her father flung like a rag doll before she dropped to the ground. Was that a dream? Why did she feel like she was thinking underwater? Why did everything feel so unreal? She looked up, and sure as hell, her father was on the wall, pinned to it by a weapon. Her scream cut through the silence as she got up and ran to his body. "No! No, no, no papa!” She cried, reaching up to shake him with both of her hands. "Get up, please! Please get the fuck up! You bastard, you can't die on me now!" Her hands smeared more of his blood across his shirt as she tried to pull him down, but his head just lolled lifelessly and he didn’t even move an in
Chapter 236
236. “Devin.” Petra whispered, her throat dry. Devin was standing, staring outside, his kid clearly on other things. He had not heard his fiancée calling him. Petra, however, had a lot on her chest and needed to let her emotions out. “Devin!” That startled Devin a bit. “Yes, gorgeous?” He responded, still looking outside. She sighed, rubbing her forehead. “Devin, I can’t keep watching this shit. My father and Eva both keep circling you like wolves. They’re going to make their move any time soon, and if we don’t do something first, they’ll do great damage.” Devin took in a deep breath, nodding. Then he finally turned around to looked at her. “You do know what you’re doing, right? You’re asking me to go against your father.” “I’m asking you to trap him.” She said, shaking her head. “I honestly don’t know how else. I’m not saying kill him, I don’t want his blood on your hands, I don’t want my father dead, but he needs to be handled. Just stop him, restrain him. D
Chapter 235
235. Petra walked into her father’s living room, looking around the place. Nothing had changed save for their estrangement, and when she entered, she found him sitting on the edge of a leather chair with his papers spread out on the table and a glass of something in his hand. “Petra, my dear.” Her father said without looking up. “You came.” She folded her arms. “Of course I came. You asked me to.” He finally raised his head, looking at her with those stubborn eyes. “I’m glad you did, dear. Sit down, we need to talk about Devin.” Petra shook her head, lips pressing into a thin line. “I didn’t come here to listen to more of your bullshit about him. I came to warn you about this thing you’ve got going on.” He looked at her, wondering where she got the audacity to speak tp him like that. “Warn me? Against what? That boy? He’s nothing compared to what I have on my side.” Petra dropped onto the couch opposite him, glaring. “Dad, you don’t get it, do you? This war
Chapter 234
234. Petra's father was sitting stiffly on the edge of a long sofa, his hands clasped so tight that his knuckles had turned white. He was here out of desperation, a need to succeed at this, to beat that damned Stone boy at his own game. Across from him sat Kia's parents, both who still looked worn down by loss, their eyes hollow. He looked at them, thinking of how they looked like empty husks. He thought of Petra. Was this how it could be for him? No, he couldn't let anything happen to his only child. Kia's aunt clutched her rosary beads in the same manner a distraught English woman would clutch her pearls, and the quiet clicking of the beads together filled the empty silence. Eva stood near the window, looking outside. Mr Knight let out a breath and finally spoke. "God damn it." He muttered, shaking his head. "I still can't fucking believe this. Devin was connected to Kia's death? After everything that they had been through? I tried to tell myself it wasn't true, I wanted
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235.The silence lingered long after Eva was gone, a suffocating weight that pressed against the walls and seeped into Devin’s lungs. He could hear the faint drip of blood hitting the marble, each note a reminder of what had been stolen from him. His fingers flexed unconsciously, as if they still clutched Yvonne’s hand, though she was already beyond his reach.He forced himself to stand, muscles screaming, knees heavy. The hall looked different now—emptied of its grandeur, reduced to ruin. The chandeliers swayed faintly, shadows crawling across broken glass. In the wreckage, Devin saw more than a battlefield; he saw a graveyard. And in that moment, he realized that Yvonne’s death would echo far beyond this hall.The war Eva had promised wasn’t coming. It had already begun.⸻Marcus was waiting outside the doors, his back pressed against the wall, eyes wide and restless. The younger man flinched when Devin emerged, as though he expected to be struck. But Devin walked past him without a
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