2025-05-07 06:40:52******
The air outside the prison walls hit Glenn Avery like a thunderclap of freedom, sharp and invigorating. It wasn’t just fresh—it was alive, and for the first time in years, he could feel the sun properly kiss his skin. No rusted bars, no grimed ceilings, just open skies. He stood at the edge of the dock, having disembarked from the final transport: a speedboat driven by a jittery prison warden who looked ready to dive into the water at the slightest wrong move from him. Glenn ignored the man’s twitching hands and trembling lips. He took a deep inhale of the crisp sea breeze. “Out. Finally.” His voice was low but intense. “I, Glenn Avery, am free after all this damned time.” He clenched his fists, veins bulging from the tension beneath his skin. There was fire in his eyes, but also… anticipation. He scanned the desolate coastline. “Wait… Where’s the welcoming party?” His brows creased in confusion. “Where’s... my wife?” Then, like fate’s cruel joke lining up the punchline, a sleek white BMW coupe purred its way toward him, and seeing it, Glenn’s expression lit up like a Christmas tree. “That’s gotta be her! My girl never fails me!” He laughed under his breath and sprinted toward the vehicle, his arms ready to catch the love of his life. The car stopped, and the driver’s door opened. Out stepped not his wife, but a woman with the energy of a nuclear warhead. Her chin tilted upward so high it might snap, her heels clicking with deliberate pomp. She strutted like she owned not just the road—but the world. Dressed in a razor-sharp designer suit and dark shades, her presence was more suffocating than the prison walls he had just escaped. Glenn slowed, a dark cloud forming over his head. ‘Who the hell is this peacock?’ She strutted up to him and sized him from head to toe, her upper lip twitching in clear disgust. She didn’t speak immediately—only examined him like a roach had crawled out of her Gucci purse. “Glenn Avery, I assume?” She finally spoke, her voice dripping with distaste, every syllable sharper than a dagger. “Uh… yeah?” Glenn replied, frowning hard. “Mm. I figured.” She flipped open her purse with an elegant sneer and daintily retrieved a folded paper, holding it by the corner like it was radioactive waste. “Here. Don’t touch my hand with the prison body of yours.” Glenn blinked. His confusion deepened. “What’s this?” “Can’t you read?” she snapped, clearly annoyed she even had to be here. Glenn couldn’t be bothered with her, so he unfolded the paper. In the following second, however, his breath caught. “...Divorce?” “Obviously,” she replied like she was speaking to a toddler. “It’s from my boss. Were you expecting a kiss? Maybe a parade?” Glenn stood there, stunned, his eyes flicking back to the paper as though it might change with another look. “She… she’s divorcing me? Now?” The woman rolled her eyes so hard it was a miracle they didn’t fall out. “Of course. And honestly? It's overdue. My boss is about to marry Young Master James of the Koch family—ever heard of the Koch family? No? Let me educate you. They could bankrupt a nation before breakfast and buy it back for dessert. So yeah. She’s upgrading.” Before Glenn could say a word, she shoved another slip of paper into his chest. “And this—this is your thank-you gift. One million dollars. Compensation for taking the fall and rotting in that jailhole in her place. Personally, I told her she was being overly generous.” Glenn’s jaw dropped. His hands trembled. “Wait… wait, what? She actually gifted me a divorce letter on my release day? And this—this money’s for what I did?” The woman let out a scoff that could freeze lava. “You seriously didn’t think she was going to wait for you, did you? Look at you—drenched in prison sweat and smelling like a cellblock. My boss is sipping champagne in penthouses now.” As she turned back toward her car, she paused. Pivoted slowly, like a final boss. “One more thing, inmate,” she said, her voice now colder than the Arctic. “Forget everything. If you ever breathe a word about your past with her, the Koch family will erase your entire bloodline. Got it?” She didn’t wait for a response. She sauntered to her car, slammed the door, and floored the gas like she was peeling out of a crime scene. Glenn didn’t chase her. He couldn’t. He just stood there. Frozen. His mind was an exploding whirlwind of shock, betrayal, confusion, and disbelief. ‘Marrying someone else… not even meeting me after all these years away… after I took the fall… a million-dollar goodbye…?’ ‘I was her shield. Her sacrifice. And now I’m discarded like trash?’ Minutes passed. The world moved, but Glenn didn’t. He was a statue—until... VROOOM! VROOOOOM! VROOOOOOOM! The ground trembled as a fleet of roaring engines filled the air. Glenn looked up slowly. Descending upon him was a convoy of black, customized luxury SUVs—each one worth more than the divorce settlement he'd just been slapped with. The vehicles halted in unison with military precision, and the doors swung open. Out stepped nearly a dozen men in jet-black suits and designer sunglasses. Their presence radiated power and lethal professionalism. One of them, clearly the lead, stepped forward and bowed respectfully. “Master Glenn. We have prepared the Presidential Suite at Imperial Zenith Hotel, a five-star hotel, for your arrival.” Glenn, still dazed and reeling from what had just happened, simply nodded his head and stepped into the nearest SUV without a word. The door shut behind him with a satisfying thud, and as the convoy peeled away in style, one thought rang loud and clear in Glenn’s head: ‘This… isn’t over.’
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******“Even if he can’t fight,” an onlooker couldn’t help but mutter, his voice dripping with disbelief, “at least he could pretend!”“Argh! He’s giving up just like that?” another shouted. “Not even trying to run for his life?!”“Could it be he’s actually looking for death?” someone else added, baffled and frustrated.And with this, the onlookers grew restless… agitated and helpless, because they already knew how this would end. Or thought they did.Meanwhile, the thugs…Their mockery was venomous enough to poison the air.“Look at him! Standing there like a dumb scarecrow!”“Hey, pretty boy! Should we give you time to write a will?”“It should’ve been someone with a backbone who had gained the boss’s wrath. This one looks like he faints when someone sneezes.”Their laughter rolled across the street, sounding cruel, sharp, and humiliating.Their laughter rolled across the street… loud, vicious, and deliberately humiliating.
Chapter 334 – A Misunderstanding
******Within seconds, the street began to drift back toward its earlier noise, people talking over one another… relieved, confused, and irritated, until suddenly…“You…”The gang leader’s voice sliced cleanly through every sound, snapping the chaos in half.His finger pointed toward the thug whose family jewels Red had kicked earlier, the poor guy who had appeared as though his soul had been knocked loose since then.“Join him and bring him here.”The thug swallowed hard but nodded, his respect evident even in the way he lowered his head.Then he limped forward, each step sending a pulse of agony up his spine. The spectators winced just watching him.His brothers did not offer sympathy.Instead, they laughed in a mocking and unrestrained manner.“Careful with that limp! Looks like the gender-confused psychopath turned you into half a man!” one jeered.“Hope you are still a man or you’ve become a princess!” another yelled, laughing excitedly.And hearing them, both humilia
Chapter 333 – A Believed Speculation
******Seeing the Mutt raise his head, the crowd instantly stiffened, their hearts feeling suspended in midair, bracing for an outcome they weren’t ready to accept.The onlookers hated these criminals, yes… but death wasn’t something casually digested.The mutt glanced at his leader before speaking.“Although his heartbeat has become faint…” he began.But before the sentence even finished, a wave of relief washed through the onlookers and thugs, their shoulders dropping and their breath releasing from lungs that had forgotten they needed to function.“He wasn’t dead.”Someone in the crowd exhaled so loudly that it almost echoed, and the others followed, unaware that they had been holding their breath until that very second.But they stayed quiet. No one dared interrupt as the mutt continued his report.“Nothing beyond ordinary seemed to have happened to him,” the mutt said, his voice growing steadier. “Instead…”His expression suddenly twisted with puzzled disbelief.“He se
Chapter 332 – Had He Died?
******“Silence!”The sudden, startling voice came from the gang leader, who currently stood radiating a chilling, predatory calm… the kind that didn’t need to raise itself to dominate an entire street.His present composure was so icy, unbroken, and terrifying, that it seemed as if the world itself bowed to him.And the moment his voice landed, the atmosphere in the street shifted significantly.It didn’t just go quiet...it froze, his words seeming to echo in the air, directly swallowing every sound, and reducing the rowdy chaos from earlier into a tension so absolute that it felt like the air had turned solid.Every person present stiffened, every heart skipped mid-beat, and even the bravest onlookers felt their lungs lock, trapped under the pressure of his presence.And with this, the kind of abrupt silence that felt unnatural, like someone had pressed a mute button on the entire street, descended.Only then did the gang leader move, slowly and deliberately shifting his att
Chapter 331 – The Embarrassed Thug
******For a moment after the thug’s words sounded, the street’s chaotic din vanished, as if his words had sucked every sound into a vacuum.Then everyone… the thugs, the onlookers, and even those still circling Red, stopped.Then their eyes, slowly, subconsciously, and unhurriedly turned to Glenn, all of them frozen like statues, their hearts hammering in terrified sync.No one could speak for a moment, all of them thunderstruck.But then…“Pft! What a joke.”The thug who had previously struck… one of the four circling Red and the one who had feared Glenn earlier, laughed.It wasn’t a mere chuckle, no. It was an outburst of cruel laughter that directly shattered the fragile silence like glass breaking against concrete.In the very next second, all heads whipped toward him, but he seemed entirely unbothered, as though he had just heard the universe’s funniest punchline.Pointing directly at Glenn, he sneered, his voice thick with sco
Chapter 330 – Could He Have Taken the Brother Down
****** A burst of pain had snapped through the thug’s spine as he found himself slamming into the dirt. And immediately following that, the entire world seemed to have flipped violently upside down. Before he even realized it, his vision had swum and his ears had buzzed, a distant taste of iron appearing in his mouth. ‘What…? How…?’ His thoughts had scrambled like broken glass scattered in a storm, unable to understand what had happened. One second he had been attacking, but the next… he had been airborne, and then everything went black at the edges. He had tried to form a thought, any thought, but none had stuck. Instead, his skull had felt as though a sledgehammer had crashed down on it… merciless and final. A sledgehammer against an ant. That was the closest comparison his dissolving consciousness had been able to muster. And he, of course, was the ant. And just like that, darkness had swallowed the last of his awareness, dragging him under. Then his body ha
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