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“Fuck off!”It wasn’t just a shout… it was a raw, animalistic explosion of rage, the kind of sound that made every instinct scream danger.The suddenness of it hit like a physical blow, causing men to flinch and gasp, their hearts skipping collectively.Even those at the far end of the hall jerked back as though the sound itself could lash at them.Dalton’s glare burned into the men trying to help him, his eyes wild and unhinged.In that moment, he didn’t look like a man at all… they could almost see him as a predator, cornered and dangerous, moments away from tearing them apart.The subordinates froze, their bodies stiff, and throats bobbing as they swallowed hard. Then, as if pulled by invisible strings, they took slow, deliberate steps backward, their eyes never leaving Dalton.One wrong move, and they knew they would be the next target.“That… that bastard!” Dalton’s voice cracked through the tension again, lower this time but
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Chapter 161 –Betrayed Again
******At this moment, Glenn appeared genuinely dumbstruck by the lady’s malice. For once, words failed him, his mind pausing as though the floor had given way beneath his feet. He hadn’t expected this… not from them.But then again, who was Glenn? He wasn’t someone who lost his composure easily.Life had long since taught him to wear not metal armor, but the shield of indifference, making strikes that might break another man could scarcely touch him now.So while he wavered for an instant, it lasted no longer than that. And by his next breath, his calm had settled back in, washing over him like a returning tide.Finally, his face smoothed, his gaze returned to being steady, and his presence once again became detached… treating their hostility as nothing more than distant background noise.He looked at the two women, their expressions twisted with disgust, their gazes dripping with hatred and something even worse… revulsion, as though he were filth craw
Chapter 160 – The Women’s Inexplicable Malice and Grudges
******“Lorraine. Sophia,” he said, greeting them by name with the kind of familiarity one might use when running into old friends after years apart.His voice was smooth, even welcoming, as though this was a pleasant reunion rather than the confrontation it had already become.The two women stiffened further. Their brows shot upward in surprise at hearing their names spoken so naturally by a stranger.“You still haven’t answered my question,” Lorraine said quickly, her suspicion sharpening. She kept her guard firmly in place, unwilling to be disarmed by his calm and gentle demeanor.Sophia, meanwhile, had gone unnervingly quiet. Her eyes narrowed as she studied Glenn’s face intently, as though searching her memory for a puzzle piece that suddenly seemed to fit.Then suddenly, like a thunderclap, recognition struck. In the next second, her eyes widened, her pupils constricting.“Wait… aren’t you… Glenn?” she blurted, her voice tight with disbelief.
Chapter 159 – Glenn’s Speechlessness
******The first person was a young woman, around twenty-four years old, her beauty obvious even from behind. She wore a jean shorts that showed her slim, beautiful, and fair legs, a tank top that perfectly outlined her toned figure and flat stomach, while her long hair swung loose as she ran. Even a partial view of her face could have rivaled a top actress.Beside her ran an older woman dressed casually in a loose gown, her movements less agile but just as spirited.Despite the gulf of years between them, their resemblance suggested kinship… more like sisters separated by time than mother and daughter.Glenn’s eyes dazedly followed them with mild curiosity as they stopped at the roadside, eagerly and excitedly scanning up and down with an anticipation that practically radiated from them.“Where is the car?” the older woman asked, panting heavily, her voice carrying both impatience and giddy disbelief.The younger woman snapped her gaze toward her, her expression caught between
Chapter 158 – Glenn’s Nostalgic Feeling
******Within a neighborhood that was so quiet and calm, the kind that carried an almost drowsy charm. It wasn’t poor, yet it wasn’t wealthy either… simply the middle ground where average families lived their average lives.Neat rows of modest bungalows stretched along the street, each with neat, well-kept yards. Bicycles leaned against the wooden fences, one to two cars parked in the driveways, and every so often, dogs' barks echoed through the air.And then there it was... a blue Lamborghini Urus.At this moment, the blue exotic beast stood out by the roadside, its polished body catching the light. Its sleek and arrogant design looked utterly out of place here, where the most expensive vehicles rarely passed fifty thousand dollars.The Lambo was parked opposite one particular villa, modest but elegant in its simplicity. And beside this vehicle stood Glenn, who had strolled lazily out of Red Fang base a short while ago, completely unaware of the storm that had erupted in his abs
Chapter 157 – Dalton’s Rage
******“Fuck off!”It wasn’t just a shout… it was a raw, animalistic explosion of rage, the kind of sound that made every instinct scream danger.The suddenness of it hit like a physical blow, causing men to flinch and gasp, their hearts skipping collectively.Even those at the far end of the hall jerked back as though the sound itself could lash at them.Dalton’s glare burned into the men trying to help him, his eyes wild and unhinged.In that moment, he didn’t look like a man at all… they could almost see him as a predator, cornered and dangerous, moments away from tearing them apart.The subordinates froze, their bodies stiff, and throats bobbing as they swallowed hard. Then, as if pulled by invisible strings, they took slow, deliberate steps backward, their eyes never leaving Dalton.One wrong move, and they knew they would be the next target.“That… that bastard!” Dalton’s voice cracked through the tension again, lower this time but
Chapter 156 – The Aftermath Reaction for Dalton II
******Dalton had been a gangster for nearly five decades… half a century of ruling through fear.In all those years, he had been the hammer that crushed hope and the hand that seized lands, shops, and homes.In his prime, he had had the audacity… no, the perverse delight of stealing brides on their wedding day, and claiming them for himself in front of entire communities, daring anyone to stop him.Even back then, his own son hadn’t been as a menace as he was. That was the only reason Dalton had turned a blind eye to Weylon’s excesses… constantly hoping he would grow out of them, the way himself had. He had been worse, after all. Age had tempered him, and dulled the blade of his cruelty… but never removed it.He had stopped being actively evil, sure. But the terror, the domination, and the arrogance?Those he had never abandoned… especially when it came to enemies. He still strutted into their lives like a god descending from the clouds, leaving them h
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