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Chapter Hundred and twenty one
The butler was still whispering to Elvis when a sharp, commanding voice thundered from upstairs.“Old man! Old man! Come here immediately!” The butler’s head snapped up toward the staircase, and his entire body went stiff. The sound of Jeremy’s voice echoed through the mansion like a warning bell.Elvis frowned deeply. “This guy is really, really rude,” he muttered under his breath, shaking his head. “I think the best thing we can do is put him in his place.”The butler turned quickly, panic flashing in his eyes. “Please, young master,” he said as he dropped to his knees, his voice trembling. “Please, don’t do anything. Don’t confront him. I’ll handle it, I promise. Please.”“But he’s out of line,” Elvis said, his voice low but heavy with controlled anger. “You can’t just let him—”“Please, Elvis,” the butler cut in again, lowering his head. “Please, don’t worry. I’ve dealt with worse. I’ll put up with him, no matter how he behaves. Just let me handle this.”Elvis clenched his jaw an
chapter Hundred and twenty
Elvis leaned back on the chair, his eyes fixed on the butler. There was a quiet storm behind his calm expression—confusion, curiosity, and a tinge of disappointment. The silence between them stretched long enough to be felt, broken only by the soft ticking of the wall clock.Finally, Elvis spoke, his tone quiet but edged with emotion. “You seem like someone who’s afraid of him,” he said, tilting his head slightly toward the stairs where Jeremy had gone. “I’ve never seen you feel fear in the presence of anyone before. I’ve only ever known you as a strong, composed man… someone who knows how to handle every situation.” His eyes narrowed a little, searching the butler’s face. “So why does someone like him—someone whose father left home years ago—send so much fear into you?”The butler exhaled deeply, his shoulders sagging. He sat down slowly on the chair beside Elvis, folding his hands together. His voice was calm but carried a tremor of something deeper. “Young master,” he said softly,
chapter hundred and Nineteen
Jeremy’s smirk lingered as he threw the half-burnt cigarette into a tray and dusted his palms like a man claiming ownership of the room. Then, with a slight stretch of his arm, he pointed toward his suitcase at the door.“You,” he said sharply, his eyes locking on the butler, “carry my suitcase upstairs. Put it in one of the rooms at the back. I think it’s time the rightful owner of this house takes his place again.”The butler hesitated, his lips parting slightly as if he wanted to say something. His old hands twitched nervously, and for a brief moment, he stood still, looking from Jeremy to the suitcase and then at Elvis. His silence said it all—weariness, confusion, and reluctant obedience. But without another word, he finally walked toward the door, bent slightly, and picked up the suitcase.Just as he turned to climb the stairs, Jeremy’s voice echoed again, filled with mockery. “Wait a second, old man,” he said with a half grin. “Why are you the one carrying the suitcase? Why is
Chapter One hundred and eighteen
"You don’t look excited to see me, old man!" Jeremy said sarcastically the moment he stepped into the mansion, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. He dropped his coat on the couch without care, his tone dripping with mockery.The butler turned slowly from where he stood. His wrinkled face showed no anger—only surprise, perhaps even disbelief. "Not really, sir," he said quietly. "It’s just that it’s been years, and the way you and your father left back then was almost like disappearing into thin air."Jeremy’s brow arched sharply. "So, are you trying to say I’m not welcome here?" he asked, his tone sharp and deliberately provoking. He stepped closer, his boots echoing on the floor."No, Jeremy… I’m just surprised!" the butler replied quickly, his voice trembling slightly as he clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect.Jeremy chuckled mockingly. "The last time I checked, you were just my uncle’s most trusted servant. So what gave you the right to call me by my
Chapter Hundred and seventeen
"Young master... thank you... thank you!" The butler exclaimed the moment he saw Elvis walking into the mansion. His old face lit up like someone who had just seen the sun after a long winter. He bowed slightly, trying to hide the tears that welled in his eyes."The emperor has been more than excited. He couldn’t stop singing your praises on the phone. This will surely make the war goddess fall deeply in love with you once she finds out the truth about your identity!" he said, his voice bubbling with joy.Elvis said nothing. His steps were slow and calm as he moved across the polished floor. His expression remained unreadable, his eyes cold and distant. The chandeliers above threw a golden hue on his face, but even the light couldn’t melt the stillness that lived there."You must be exhausted, young master," the butler continued, following behind carefully. "I’ll ask the servants to attend to you at once, and later, I’ll come share a good news with you."Elvis stopped halfway up the s
Chapter Hundred and sixteen
“The moment I saw your call, I knew it was trouble, War Goddess Sophia Modudus,” Victor said with a frustrating tone, his eyes narrowing as he dropped into the chair across from her.Sophia sat with perfect posture, her face unreadable, her long fingers tracing the rim of her glass. Her cold gaze met his, steady and commanding. “I neither fancy talking to someone like you nor do I see a reason to pretend. You’re one of those wealthy, spoiled brats who can’t stand without family influence. So no, Victor Escobar, I don’t rate you that much,” she said flatly, her voice dripping with quiet authority.Victor’s jaw tightened. He wanted to respond, to defend himself, but something about her presence silenced him. There was power in her stillness, danger in her calm. Behind her stood two soldiers—broad, silent, armed. Their mere presence reminded him that she was not someone to test.Sophia leaned slightly forward, her lips curving in a faint smirk. “Anyway, let’s go to why we’re here. I woul
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