2025-05-17 09:41:52The lady who came down from the car was Betty Thomas.
“Why don't you call your loser husband, Jack and ask him?!”
“And before you do, I want you to know that he now has a surprisingly new girlfriend!” Evans said coldly.
“Girlfriend?”
“What are you yapping about Evans?!”
“It's just been like nineteen hours since we just got divorced, how does he have a new lady already?!”
“Does this really mean, Jack has been seeing another woman while we were still married?!” Betty asked as she helped Justin Bradley from the floor.
“I think, the same way you have been seeing Justin Bradley is the same way he has been seeing that beautiful lady,” Evans said, as he shook his head in disapproval.
“What a perfect waste of beauty and intelligence!”
“Betty, you really needed to have seen that lady, her skin was like the sun, shining right into my eyes…I meant our eyes.”
Betty Thomas immediately pushed Evans aside on his face and walked towards Lady Nicole.
“Grandma, please where is Jack, is he gone yet?”
“Yes, he is gone and your cousin was telling you the truth, Jack Adams now has a new lady.”
“The disturbing thing is that the lady is the heiress of the Williams family.” Lady Nicole said, her voice a bit above whispers.
“Wait a minute! What are you all yapping about?!”
“This is quite unbelievable to comprehend!”
“How can Jack Adams now be friends with Emilia Williams?”
“The both of them aren't even in the same league at all!”
“What is actually going on?!”
“Even me, I can't get access to such a person of influence and power let alone poor and wretched Jack Adams.” Betty Thomas said as she stared at Lady Nicole Thomas.
“Betty, I'm afraid but Lady Nicole and your cousin, Evans are telling you the truth!”
“Jack Adams is now friends with Emilia Williams and she…”
“She even what?!” Emilia Williams immediately interjected.
“She hugged him like they both have been seeing each other since the beginning of time.”
“I know this is awkward but why?”
“Why always Jack? Why?” Justin Bradley yelled into the air.
“And your face, who did that to you?”
“Oh, it's really nothing, I fell off my car and…”
“It was Mr Thwane, the personal assistant to Lord Williams who slapped Justin and he fell to the ground,” Lisa said from behind Lady Nicole.
“Thanks, Lisa, you really saved the day!”Justin Bradley said sarcastically. He had tried to cover up his shame with a lie before Lisa burst his bubble.
The Bradley family were influential and notably wealthy but not in any way compared to top elite families like the Williams, the Eugene family or Mr Lee's family.
“This is really annoying!”
“So Jack has already been cheating on me from the very beginning!
“No wonder he took our divorce as lightly as anything, he didn't even want the alimony that I offered him.”
“He still had the nerve to bring her here and her butler laid his hands on Justin Bradley!”
“I'm going to call Jack Adams now and demand an explanation for this whole shenanigan!” Betty Thomas said angrily as she picked up her phone and dialled Jack Adam's number.
“Will you pick up the phone already, Jack!”
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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
Chapter 202
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
Chapter 201
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
Chapter 200
"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
Chapter 199
The dimly lit foyer of Lord Harlan Whitaker's mansion was a study in old-world elegance, with polished wooden floors reflecting the faint moonlight filtering through stained-glass windows, and antique vases perched on pedestals like silent guardians. The air carried the faint scent of aged books and polished oak, now tainted by the tension of the standoff. Whitaker, his gray hair disheveled from the brief scuffle, lowered the splintered plank completely, his wild eyes softening as recognition fully dawned. He walked over slowly, his steps measured on the creaky floorboards, extending a hand toward Jack with a mix of astonishment and relief etching his aristocratic features. "Jack... it is really you." He said, his voice a hoarse whisper that grew stronger with emotion. "You are alive indeed. After all these years, the rumors were true."Jack reacted with a warm smile spreading across his face, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he holstered his pistol, the weight of the moment
Chapter 198
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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