Chapter Nine:
Author: Alex Alfred
last update2025-05-17 09:48:22

“I'm not here to talk about that, Jack Adams!”

“I heard from my grandmother that you already found yourself a new lady just moments after we got divorced!”

“Jack Adams, you are a bloody cheater!”

“I always knew that there was something fishy going on behind the scenes.”

“How dare you cheat on me, Jack Adams?!”

“Betty, I don't think I owe you any further explanation from the very dad that you divorced me.”

“Speaking of cheating, I had never cheated on you, but now that you brought that up…”

“I have come to realise that you were actually the one who has been cheating on me all this while!”

“You have been cheating on me with the son of Lord Bradley…Justin Bradley!”

“This is so annoying, Betty Thomas, you just made it very clear to me that all those years of our marriage really meant nothing to you.”

“We had been through a lot together but you still chose to throw me out the window because of your recent financial success!”

“I had your back when you and the Thomas group had nothing, I was
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    "Yeah. Jack, Allison and I will be returning to my wife. We've already booked the flights,heading out at dawn."Jack blinked, surprise flickering. "So soon?"Scott shrugged. a fond smile for his daughter. "Yeah. Family calls. We've done our part here."Lord Leo tilted his head. "Aren't you guys going to stay? They're announcing Jack as the new Grand Lord soon,big ceremony, crowns and all that pomp."Jack whipped around, eyes wide. "Say what now?"Weeks later, the grand forum in Blue Heavens city was a spectacle of opulence and tradition, a massive amphitheater carved from white marble, banners fluttering in the breeze under a clear azure sky, filled with dignitaries in tailored suits and gowns. Rows of seats brimmed with attendees: the Thomas family,Betty with her poised elegance, Lady Nicole rigid in her designer dress, Lisa whispering anxiously.Evans slouched beside her; Justin Bradley and his family, his wife cradling their infant son; lords and business magnates from across

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    The air hung heavy with the scent of polished leather and faint gunpowder from the recent violence, shadows dancing from the flickering wall sconces as Jack and Steven locked eyes.Steven, seated in a high-backed leather chair like a king on his throne, leaned forward slightly, his silver-streaked hair catching the light, a cold smirk playing on his lips as he appraised his nephew."Well, well."Steven drawled, his voice smooth and laced with mocking admiration, rising slowly from his chair with deliberate grace."You actually have the balls to come and face me alone. No backup, no tricks,just you, storming my fortress like some avenging hero from a bad movie. Impressive, Jack. Foolish, but impressive."Jack's fury boiled over, his voice rising in a sharp, echoing bar

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    Lord Leo roared, covering his eyes with one arm, his mane matted with smoke. "Can't see a damn thing!"Scott dropped to one knee, pistol drawn but waving blindly. "Stay together!"Through the haze, black boots thudded into the room,heavy, purposeful steps of intruders in tactical gear. Shadowy figures grabbed Whitaker, dragging him kicking and struggling toward the door, his shouts lost in the din.Jack, Scott, and Lord Leo struggled forward, coughing and waving away smoke, rushing after them into the parlor where the fog thinned slightly. Their gazes fell on two men in high-ranking uniforms,crisp, decorated with insignia,flanked by two burly henchmen in black armor, holding Whitaker down on the floor, knees pressed into his back."No!" Jack cried, his voice raw as he watched in horror. The uniformed men raised their pistols, firing two shots into Whitaker's chest,muffled cracks that echoed like thunder. Blood bloomed across his shirt, his body jerking before going limp, eyes sta

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    "From Mr Steven Adams,Jack's uncle. He's targeting everyone connected to the old network, and you're next on his list."Whitaker nodded slowly, unsurprised. "Ohh, from Mr Steven Adams, Jack's uncle." He echoed, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Figured as much. The shadows have been closing in."Scott exchanged curious glances with Jack and Lord Leo, his brow furrowing. "Yeah... how did you know he wants to kill you? We pieced it together from encrypted data."Whitaker walked over to his ornate wine cabinet,a polished mahogany piece adorned with crystal decanters,pulling out a bottle of aged scotch with a soft pop of the cork. He poured himself a generous glass, the amber liquid swirling as he took a sip, savoring the burn before responding. "Mr Steven texted us,all of us on that damned list." He said, his voice laced with resignation, holding up his phone briefly to show a cryptic message: 'Your time ends soon. Loose ends must tie.' "Blunt as ever. Threatened to expose secrets

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    Meanwhile…Back at Steven Adams' opulent mansion in the city,a sprawling estate of marble columns and manicured gardens, lit by floodlights that cast long shadows across the facade,the meeting room was shrouded in dim light from crystal chandeliers, the air heavy with cigar smoke and the scent of aged whiskey. Steven sat at the head of a long mahogany table, his fingers steepled, face a mask of calculated calm. His allies,Marco, Viktor, and Hiroshi,sat around him, fidgeting slightly in their seats.After a prolonged moment of silence, broken only by the tick of an antique clock, Marco cleared his throat, leaning forward with a raised eyebrow. "So, Steven, why did you call us here if you're handling this personally? Thought you were the lone wolf now."Steven exhaled slowly, a deliberate breath that filled the room with tension, his blue eyes flicking up to meet theirs. "I need your help." He admitted, his voice steady but edged with vulnerability. "I can't do this all by myself.

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