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Chapter Forty-Two: Join Them, Then Beat Them
The gunshots echoed within the restaurant, making everyone scamper out with their tails between their legs. Meanwhile, Jack and Kate crouched the instant they heard the first gunfire. While Jane stood to take the first two hits from the assassins, Brandon overturned the table and used it as a shield.As Jack hid behind the table, his heart thumped several times. He'd seen Jane take the bullet that was meant for him—she wouldn't survive, except she was a superhuman. Why did she have to do that?A few bullets peppered the table, causing him to shrink. But that was all. There were no more gunfires as everything descended into silence. He glanced at Brandon who was sitting on the ground, his pistol drawn, and asked, “What's going on?”“An assassination,” he replied as he stood up gradually, to assess the situation.‘I know that,’ Jack said inwardly, taking a cold breath. ‘I was asking about Jane… Jane…’“Jane…” he said the name aloud, but didn't mind as he stood up. His eyes widened when
Chapter Forty-One: The Last Supper
The rusty door of the restaurant closed with a thud, ‘shooing’ off the humid city air and replacing it with a chill. Although the walls were old, Jack noted that it wasn't that bad… it was a three-star establishment, after all—just that it was too old.As he and his elite team entered the restaurant, it reflected a level of orderliness that he didn't expect. The atmosphere was serene; people's heads were buried in their dishes as they ate silently. The dark ambience accentuated the serenity, making it seem as if they had walked into a shrine.‘Right,’ he thought to himself, recalling what Kate had said some moments ago.“Told you guys,” he heard Kate whisper. “I wasn't wrong about what I said. It sure looks like a shrine.”Jane glared at her, but the ambience must have prevented Kate from seeing her expression. So, the driver continued talking, “I don't even know why we're here.”“Why don't you become a personal assistant for a day?” Jane said with a sharp tone.“A personal assistant?
Chapter Forty: Cooped Up Like a Prisoner
The next day Jack felt like heading out into the city. He was already tired of staying cooped up in the Neuman estate like a prisoner. He was wealthy now and didn't have to overwork himself; if he developed a terminal illness from stress, Winston would be the one to win. So, he decided to take a rest today… He soon realized that the vacation in the Ozark Mountains had been too short.As usual, he wore a black tailored suit and walked toward the black sedan in the garage. His mind drifted to the safehouse, recalling the dozens of vehicles sitting there. He couldn't help but wonder how Winston had gotten his hands on those.‘Well, I don't care,’ he said as he stopped by the side of the car. ‘Now all his wealth is mine…’He was about to get into the car when his elite team walked toward him. He noticed Jane staring at him with narrowed eyes, as if she was thinking about something.“Boss, you can't possibly think of going anywhere without us!” Kate protested as she edged past Jack into th
Chapter Thirty-Nine: The End of the Road
Winston stood in front of a large TV, his hands placed behind him. His jaw was clenched, his eyes fixated on the lit-up screen. He was watching the news where Martha was interviewing Jack.Every word the man said made his heart sink, as if he were meeting judgment. His skin scrawled as he gulped and bit his lips.“How? How? How?!” He yelled, spreading his arms apart. “How is he ten steps ahead of me?!”His facial muscles quivered as he punched at empty air, venting; his arms fell loosely beside him as he collapsed into the couch behind him. Everything would soon be lost, he realized. Everything he'd built from scratch…“Jack Neuman…” he muttered the name with a trembling voice. Now it no longer seemed like the name of a powerful man—it was the name of a god.If only he could see the future, he wouldn't have accepted James Whitefield’s gig in the beginning… If only he'd just kept his own side of the deal…The thought of that gripped his heart, making him feel pain in his chest. He groa
Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Shepherd Knows His Sheep
Jack woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. The sunlight spilled into his room, basking it in warmth. A pale orange luminance embraced everything, making it ethereal.“Beautiful,” he muttered to himself, lying in bed for a few minutes. He'd always enjoyed moments like this—when the sun was rising.He couldn't help but imagine himself sitting on a throne, looking down on everyone who had mocked him… The sun would shine around him, basking in the same luminance.A knock on his door jolted him from his fantasy, making him frown slightly. He'd specifically asked everyone not to trouble him… Why were they knocking on the door then?With a grunt, he answered, “Come in.”The door opened and Jane stepped in. She was wearing a tailored suit, her hands clasped behind her. This time, she had black hair and a pair of brown eyes, unlike the contact lenses she usually wore.Jack couldn't help but crease his brows, wondering if those were real. Jane always disguised herself; it was impossible t
Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Victor's Song
That night Jack threw another feast for everyone at the Neuman Mansion—he decided he had to honor his father's memory by calling the mansion that.As they sat around the table eating, Margaret asked happily, “How did you get acquitted? I mean, you killed someone! And from what I saw on the news, he's very powerful!”Jack sipped the red wine slowly, taking his time to answer. When he was done, he replied, “It's all thanks to Jane here. Without her, I don't know what I would have done. I mean, who would have thought Winston would pursue a lawsuit immediately after his brother's death?”He glanced at Jane, making her lips quiver. Was she trying to smile? He asked himself, squinting his eyes. When he saw that she was no longer smiling, he treated it as an illusion. Why would his uptight personal assistant smile at his words?“If she didn't handle the… legal proceedings perfectly, I would have been sitting in jail right now,” he continued. “Or at worst, sentenced to death… You know how the
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