2025-01-20 14:14:18Staring at Raymond’s back, Dahlia’s lips parted slightly, surprise flashing across her face.
She hadn’t expected him to let go so easily, without argument or demands.
However, for a moment, she felt a pang of loss, a strange emptiness she couldn’t quite name.
But she convinced herself that this was the right decision.
Their lives were heading in different directions, and there was no point in holding onto a relationship that no longer worked.
After leaving the restaurant, Raymond wandered on the street, not knowing where to go.
Was money really that important?
He clenched his fists and let out a bitter laugh.
However at that moment, that woman Sophia's words suddenly occurred to him.
“You’re a trillionaire. If you don't believe me, check the balance.”
Trillionaire?
He frowned. Though it seemed absurd to him, it wouldn't hurt if he went to check it out.
After all, he had nothing else to lose.
Without wasting any more time he grabbed his jacket, and placed the card in his pocket heading towards Sky High Bank.
Not long after he arrived.
As he approached the glass doors, a sharp voice cut through the air.
“Well, if it isn’t Raymond.” a familiar voice sneered.
He turned to see Dahlia’s mother and younger sister stepping out from inside the bank and looking at him with disdain.
“You must have really hit rock bottom if you’re here this quickly,” her sister said with a smirk.
“What are you doing at a place like this? Looking for a loan?”
Raymond straightened, his jaw tightening.
“I’m here for my own reasons,” he said evenly.
Dahlia’s mother let out a laugh, her perfectly manicured nails glinting in the sunlight as she gestured dismissively.
“Your reasons? Who are you trying to deceive, we know you came here to beg for a loan.”
Immediately Dahlia's sister chimed in, her tone dripping with mock sympathy.
“Honestly, we’re just glad she’s free of you now. You were always a burden. ”
Raymond glanced at her, his hands tightening into fists at his sides.
“ I’m here to conduct business at this bank. Please just get out of my way. ”
Hearing what Raymond just said, Dahlia’s mother let out a cold laugh, her disdain cutting through the air.
“Business? You? At this bank?” She exchanged a mocking glance with her daughter before turning back to Raymond.
“Do you even know where you are? This is Sky High Bank, the largest bank in the country. People like you don’t belong here.”
Her daughter chimed in, her tone dripping with arrogance.
“And do you even know what it takes to have an account here? Even a basic bronze card requires a deposit of at least one million.”
She leaned closer, her smirk widening.
“Owning a card here is a status symbol. But you?” She laughed, shaking her head. “You’re nothing. You're not even qualified to be a cleaner in this place.”
At that moment Dahlia's mother brought out her bronze card and showed it off to Raymond.
“You see this?Celeb helped us get it. He’s much better than you. And I’m so glad that my daughter has chosen him over you.”
Raymond sneered, not caring about what card they had at all.
He didn’t want to waste any more time with them, reached into his pocket and pulled out the black card Sophia had given him earlier, planning to get into the bank directly.
However, Dahlia’s mother and sister froze immediately as they saw the card in Raymond's hand.
“The Supreme Black Card? !”
Dahlia’s mother exclaimed with shock.
Raymond’s grip tightened on the card as Dahlia’s mother lunged forward, her hand reaching for his. “That card doesn’t belong to you!” she snapped, her voice shrill.
Immediately Raymond stepped back instinctively, keeping the card out of her reach.
“What are you doing?” he asked, his tone calm.
“You can’t have that card . You’ve stolen it, haven’t you?! ”
“It’s not stolen,” he said simply.
Dalia’s mother scoffed, clearly didn’t believe what he said. Immediately she lunged again, her movements frantic and uncoordinated.
Raymond dodged her grasp, but in the struggle, she lost her balance. Her heel slipped against the floor, and she went down with a loud thud.
Seeing what just happened, a gasp escaped her daughter’s lips as she rushed to her mother’s side.
“Mom! Are you okay?”
Dahlia’s mother winced, holding her ankle, her face twisted in pain. “You—” she pointed a trembling finger at Raymond, her voice filled with venom. “You attacked me!”
Raymond blinked in disbelief.
“I didn’t touch you. You fell on your own.”
But his words fell on deaf ears. Dahlia’s sister had started barking orders to the nearby security guards.
“Arrest him! He just hurt my mother!”
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For a moment, even the cemetery seemed to go quieter around them.There were still murmurs nearby, still movement from mourners repositioning themselves around the grave, still the distant sound of shoes on gravel and low prayer from the front of the gathering, but within the small circle of tension that now existed between the three of them, everything had sharpened.Damian simply stared.He had not expected resistance. That much was plain. He had expected awkwardness, perhaps embarrassment, perhaps defensive politeness from a man dragged into some social arrangement above his station. What he had received instead was the kind of flat, clean dismantling that men like him never saw coming because they spent their lives being surrounded by people who measured every word around them carefully.Raymond had not merely answered him. He had stripped the scene of its social costume and left Damian standing there in the full, unflattering truth of his own pettiness.The effect of it showed.F
Chapter 461
The man on the rooftop did not move again, not immediately, and for a long, suspended stretch of seconds, Raymond simply held that distant gaze, refusing to be the one who looked away first, refusing to grant even that small concession to whatever silent test the moment seemed to represent. The pressure of the stranger's presence remained constant throughout, vast and unhurried, settling over the warehouse lot like weather rather than threat, and Raymond found himself cataloguing it carefully, memorizing its particular quality the way he might memorize the shape of a blade before deciding how best to counter it.Then, without warning, without any visible gesture or shift in posture that might have explained it, the man was simply gone.Not retreated. Not descended. Gone, in the way that candle flame is gone the instant breath passes over it, leaving the rooftop as empty and unremarkable as if no one had ever stood there at all.Raymond exhaled slowly, the tension in his shoulders easi
Chapter 461
The man on the rooftop did not move again, not immediately, and for a long, suspended stretch of seconds, Raymond simply held that distant gaze, refusing to be the one who looked away first, refusing to grant even that small concession to whatever silent test the moment seemed to represent. The pressure of the stranger's presence remained constant throughout, vast and unhurried, settling over the warehouse lot like weather rather than threat, and Raymond found himself cataloguing it carefully, memorizing its particular quality the way he might memorize the shape of a blade before deciding how best to counter it.Then, without warning, without any visible gesture or shift in posture that might have explained it, the man was simply gone.Not retreated. Not descended. Gone, in the way that candle flame is gone the instant breath passes over it, leaving the rooftop as empty and unremarkable as if no one had ever stood there at all.Raymond exhaled slowly, the tension in his shoulders easi
Chapter 460
His phone rang. He answered it without looking away from the two broken operatives at his feet. "Raymond," Melissa's voice said, steady, deliberate. "I'm just calling to let you know. My grandfather's brother is being buried today. Given everything we discussed, I'm fairly certain his old associates will be there. You'll likely see some of them yourself. Are you coming?" Something in Raymond's expression sharpened at the question, the strategic weight of it settling into place immediately. "I'll come," he said. "We've already decided to take the war to them. You have nothing to worry about. I'll be there." Melissa did not respond with anything beyond a quiet acknowledgment, and a moment later, the call ended. Raymond lowered the phone slowly, looking down again at Tobias and Ren, turning over the full weight of what their presence here actually meant. Black had been strong. Melissa's grandfather's brother had been strong as well, strong enough to warrant real caution before
Chapter 459
Raymond saw the attack coming straight at him. He just smiled. It was not the smile of a man confident in some clever trick, nor the smile of someone taunting an opponent for theatrical effect. It was quieter than that, almost private, the smile of a man who had spent so long calculating exactly how much of himself he needed to reveal in any given fight that the rare moment of simply letting go, of answering overwhelming force with the full, unguarded truth of his own strength, had become its own small pleasure, separate from the violence surrounding it. He caught the attack with one hand. Tobias's strike, rebuilt from whatever reserves he had managed to claw back after being driven to the floor minutes earlier, carried behind it the full, concentrated weight of a technique meant to end fights outright, a technique that had, by his own account, succeeded four times before against opponents who had no answer for it. It met Raymond's open palm and simply stopped, arrested mid-motion a
Chapter 458
The shockwave from the collision rolled outward through the warehouse in a visible ripple, dust and loose debris thrown outward from the point of impact like water displaced by a dropped stone, and for a moment, both Raymond and Tobias stood locked against each other, neither yielding, the air between them still humming with the aftershock of forces neither ordinary steel nor ordinary flesh had been designed to withstand.Raymond felt it first in his forearms, a deep, bone-level ache where he had intercepted Tobias's strike, followed almost immediately by a colder, more unsettling sensation spreading outward from the point of contact, as though whatever technique Tobias had gathered carried with it something beyond simple kinetic force, something that sought to settle into the body and disrupt it from within.He broke the lock deliberately, stepping back and exhaling sharply, forcing the strange, creeping cold outward through controlled breath, a technique of his own cultivated across
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