Chapter 044
Author: SlavoAsad
last update2026-10-30 07:00:46

Evening settled over the estate as a red Maserati pulled smoothly into the garage. The scent of cooking drifted through the air, wrapping Maria Sten in an almost homely warmth as she stepped out of the car.

An entire afternoon had passed without a word from Cornell Bateman. Maria couldn't help but wonder if his investigative skills matched his combat prowess, or if she'd been overly optimistic in trusting him to root out the mole.

The moment she crossed the threshold, Mr. Cregger ap
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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

  • Chapter 057

    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

  • Chapter 055

    Cornell was exhausted. Without explaining anything further, he returned to his room, collapsed onto the bed, and fell asleep immediately.When he emerged the next morning, he found Maria already sitting on the sofa in the living room. She had gradually begun to recover from the pain of losing General Sten, but now a new burden weighed on her. The company's troubles had replaced grief with worry, her face clouded with anxiety, tension visible in the way her fingers worried at the edge of a document folder resting in her lap.The moment she noticed Cornell, the troubled expression vanished. Her features settled back into their usual cool composure, distant and guarded.After a quiet breakfast, Maria changed into a fitted blazer and prepared to drive to Sterling Group. Cornell found his bicycle and got ready to follow, but she stopped him at the door."I'm not the president of Sterling Group anymore," she said flatly. "You should leave."Cornell saw through her

  • Chapter 054

    The thug kept trying to stab Cornell, and kept getting slapped for it.After a full minute, his face had swollen into a grotesque mess, his movements sluggish and unsteady as if he were drunk. The other thug stood frozen, staring at Cornell with naked terror in his eyes."Get lost. Now."Cornell's voice cut through the night. Both thugs dropped Maria's purse and scrambled away, stumbling over themselves in their haste to escape before he changed his mind.In the car afterward, Maria said nothing. Her silence filled the space between them, heavy with unspoken grief.The cemetery behind the hospital was a sea of black. Hundreds of people stood in somber rows, white flowers pinned to their chests. Some were members of the Sten family itself. Others were businessmen eager to curry favor with the clan. And of course, there were military officers, including several major generals. Their presence alone spoke volumes about General Sten's reputation within the armed

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