Chapter 022
Author: SlavoAsad
last update2026-10-26 07:06:28

"Hey, babe, you free?" Cornell Bateman pulled out of the orphanage, steering with one hand while holding his phone with the other.

"No," the voice on the other end said, shutting him down immediately.

"Hey, come on, don't be like that. I need a favor." Cornell didn't seem bothered by the rejection at all. His tone stayed light and teasing.

"When you need something, I'm 'babe.' When you don't, I don't even get a phone call." The person on the other end sounded irritated, though
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    "Good, then," Victor said.His eyes turned cold as a sinister smile crept across his face. He strode toward the Sterling Group courtyard, accompanied by a provocatively dressed secretary. As he glanced back, a flash of murderous intent flickered across his features.Curtis Sten walked in from outside, his face twisted in a sneer. When he caught sight of Cornell, he couldn't help but flinch. His shoulders tensed before he forced himself to recover, puffing out his chest to save face and adopting an expression of disdain."Search the place," Curtis barked, waving at two security guards behind him.The guards entered and began ransacking Maria's office. Files flew through the air, desk drawers were yanked open and dumped onto the floor, decorative items knocked aside with careless violence. The once orderly office was reduced to chaos within moments.Cornell glanced back at Maria and found her expression remarkably calm. Her hands rested at her sides, her postu

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    Maria was so furious she grabbed the fruit bowl from the table and hurled it at Cornell. It missed him completely, sailing past his shoulder and clattering against the wall. She nearly lost her balance in the process, catching herself against the edge of the table.Cornell watched her with a wicked grin plastered across his face, arms folded, utterly unrepentant.That smug expression only made Maria angrier. She'd spent so long maintaining her composure around him, projecting an air of untouchable superiority to keep him in check. Every gesture, every word had been calculated to remind him of his place. But now she couldn't care less about appearances. The careful mask was cracking. If this kept up, he was going to drive her to an early grave."Ms. Sten, Owen Sten wishes to see you. Shall I..." Mr. Cregger entered the room, speaking with careful deference. When he caught sight of the fury blazing on Maria's face, he couldn't help but glance toward Cornell. He'd watche

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    "Looking to cause trouble?"Cornell took a drag from his cigarette, his sharp gaze fixed on the bald enforcer standing before him.The bald enforcer flinched, his expression immediately twisting into an apologetic smile. He held up both hands in a placating gesture. "Cornell, you've got it all wrong. The boss sent me here to apologize. He feels terrible about what happened tonight.""This is just a small token from the boss." The bald enforcer placed a bank card on the table in front of Cornell with careful precision. "He'd like to invite you to a reception at the Emerald Garden Hotel tomorrow evening. He hopes you'll do him the honor of attending.""I'm busy."Cornell's tone was flat, dismissive. He didn't even glance at the card.The bald enforcer's face fell, struggling to maintain his composure. Then, as if suddenly remembering something important, he leaned forward slightly. "Cornell, the boss has already mobilized all our informants across Greyhav

  • Chapter 058

    The club owner's smile vanished, replaced by cold fury. "You're all useless. The Empress Club has over fifty fighters. Are you telling me we can't handle one punk kid? Is he some kind of monster? If you can't finish him, I'll finish you instead."The bald enforcer looked like he was about to cry. "That guy's dangerous. He's already taken down more than ten of our men.""What did you say?"The club owner froze, disbelief flashing across his features.He didn't believe it. Throwing on his clothes, he strode toward the door. The moment he stepped into the corridor, one of his fighters came flying through the air like a rag doll, crashing at his feet.The club owner looked up sharply and saw Cornell standing in the distance, his gaze cold and cutting.That stare sent a chill through the club owner's chest, though he kept his face neutral, years of experience masking his unease. He swept his eyes over the bodies sprawled across the hallway and his frown deep

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    The cloaked man's face darkened, but he forced down the fear rising in his chest. His right hand shot toward his waist, reaching for his gun. In the same instant, Cornell launched himself forward, planting one foot against the wall and using the rebound to propel himself straight at his target. The cloaked man barely managed to squeeze off a single round before Cornell struck the weapon from his grip, sending it clattering across the ground. A brutal punch followed, smashing into the man's skull. He staggered, nearly losing his footing entirely.Cornell swept his leg in a vicious arc, knocking the unsteady figure to the floor. His elbow came down hard on the man's throat, crushing bone and cartilage.The man's eyes bulged, his windpipe shattered. He made a wet, choking sound, thrashed briefly, and went still.Cornell dusted off his clothes, adjusted his collar, and walked unhurriedly toward the main street. He flagged down a taxi without looking back.Ever since

  • Chapter 056

    "A strange man just delivered a letter for the young heiress," Mr. Cregger said respectfully, placing the envelope on the table.Maria reached for it, but Cornell snatched it up first. He tore open the envelope and scanned the contents. Four words: Meet at the Drunken Moon.Maria's displeasure at his presumption flickered across her face, her fingers tightening briefly against the table's edge.Cornell tossed the letter back onto the surface. "This is from Edmund. He wants you at the Drunken Moon. It's obviously a trap." He met her eyes, his tone steady and matter-of-fact. "But don't worry. As long as I'm here, no one's laying a finger on you."Mr. Cregger picked up the letter, turning it over in his hands, scrutinizing every inch of the paper with careful attention. After a long moment, he looked up at Cornell, confusion wrinkling his brow. "There's no signature. No other markings. How do you know it's from Edmund?""Call it intuition," Cornell replied, his

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