The entire lobby fell silent. No one had expected Maverick to actually slap Mrs. Collins. She was the wife of Richard Collins, the president of the bank and one of the most influential figures in the city’s financial circle. Yet Maverick had sent her crashing to the floor with a single slap.
Claire stood frozen beside him, eyes wide. Around them, the bank employees stared in disbelief. Some covered their mouths. Others took a step back, as if afraid of being pulled into the mess. Mrs. Collins sat on the floor for a moment, hand pressed hard against her cheek. The shock on her face quickly twisted into fury. She scrambled up, pointing a trembling finger at Maverick. “You… you dare hit me?!” Her voice rose. “Do you know who I am? Do you know who my husband is?!” Maverick didn’t answer. He simply adjusted his sleeve, Claire finally found her voice. “Sir… You shouldn’t have interfered?” “I did what needed to be done,” he replied quietly. Before Claire could say more, the elevator opened. Ding! A middle-aged man in a well-tailored dark suit stepped out with a dark expression. Richard Collins had been upstairs for a meeting. Shortly after going up, an employee had hurriedly informed him that an incident had broken out in the lobby. He came down at once. The moment he stepped out of the elevator, he saw his wife on the floor with one hand against her cheek, while a young man stood calmly in front of her. Any ordinary man would have been furious. For someone of Richard’s status, If he did nothing, the entire bank would think he could not even protect his own wife. His face hardened as he walked forward. The moment Mrs. Collins saw him, her eyes reddened on cue. She struggled to her feet and rushed toward him with a breaking voice. “Richard! This bastard just slapped me in front of everyone! He humiliated me and accused me of cheating on you!” Tears streamed down her face as she clutched his arm tightly. “If you don’t stand up for me right now, I swear I’ll stab myself right here in this lobby!” The lobby grew even quieter. Employees exchanged uneasy glances. Richard’s gaze locked onto Maverick, cold and heavy. “Did you hit my wife?” Maverick met his eyes without flinching. “I did.” Richard’s expression darkened further. He turned slightly toward the security guards standing nearby. “Restrain him.” Several guards immediately stepped forward. Claire’s face changed. “Wait!...Sir he tried to protect me” Maverick raised a hand. “Hold on.” The guards hesitated, glancing between Maverick and their boss. Maverick looked directly at Richard. “I know you want to deal with me because I hit your wife. But you should listen to what I have to say first. There’s something concerning your life that I need to tell you.” Richard’s eyes narrowed. “My life?” “Yes.” Maverick stepped closer and leaned in. Richard instinctively wanted to push him away. He was accustomed to dealing with people who approached him for favors, information, or money. He had little patience for vague claims from complete strangers, and Maverick was standing far too close. But then Maverick whispered his first sentence into his ear. “Don’t you think your children look a bit too much like your driver?” Richard froze. His hand, which had been raised slightly as if to push Maverick away, stopped in midair. For several seconds, he simply stared at Maverick. Those words had struck somewhere he hadn’t expected. “How…” His voice became quieter. Maverick didn’t answer. Before he could respond, Mrs. Collins stepped forward. “Richard, what is he talking about?” Her voice was no longer as confident as before. Maverick had already exposed her past in front of everyone. Now he was claiming to know even more. A bad feeling suddenly crept into her chest. Richard didn’t answer her. Instead, he turned toward the security guards. “Give us some space.” The guards exchanged glances before slowly backing away. Mrs. Collins’ face changed. “Richard?” She watched as Richard grabbed Maverick by the arm and pulled him toward a quieter corner. Her heart began pounding. “What did you tell him?” she demanded. Maverick didn’t even look back. Richard took Maverick farther away, leaving Mrs. Collins standing there with a growing sense of unease. Just moments ago, she had been certain her husband would make Maverick pay for humiliating her. Now, instead of dealing with him, Richard was secretly taking him aside. She clenched her fists. 'What the hell does this bastard know?' For the first time, she wasn’t worried about the slap. The two men moved farther from the crowd. The security guards stood there awkwardly, unsure whether they should continue following their earlier order. Claire also remained where she was, completely confused. She had no idea what Maverick could possibly have said to Richard. But Maverick knew exactly why he had stopped him. He had not said those words merely to frighten him. In his previous life, Richard Collins had met a fate painfully similar to his own. A man who had once stood at the top had eventually been destroyed by the very woman he trusted. After graduating, Richard had quickly distinguished himself through his exceptional abilities. His success attracted both admiration and jealousy, and someone eventually plotted against him. During that incident, Richard had unknowingly been exposed to drugs that severely damaged his reproductive system. Despite visiting numerous famous doctors and seeking treatment abroad, his condition never improved. He eventually divorced his first wife because of it. For a long time afterward, Richard struggled with depression. Then he met Mrs. Collins. She became pregnant and eventually gave birth to twins...a boy and a girl. A paternity test confirmed that the children were Richard’s. To him, those children were nothing short of a miracle. After everything he had gone through, he finally believed that life had given him something precious. That was why he tolerated many of his wife’s shortcomings. Even when people around him began criticizing her behavior, Richard rarely took their words seriously. But Maverick knew the truth. He knew how that story ended and that was precisely why he had stopped Richard today. He had no intention of watching another man make the same mistake he had made in his previous life. Maverick looked at Richard. “I came here today for business.” He paused. “But after seeing what was happening, I couldn’t leave without warning you.” Richard’s expression remained tense. “What exactly are you warning me about?” Maverick didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he lowered his voice. “What I’m about to tell you concerns your wife, your children…” His eyes became cold. “And your driver.”Latest Chapter
The Senator Must Die!
He watched the man disappear around the corner, then looked at the clock on the wall.'Twenty minutes. Only twenty minutes until the senator is supposed to die.'Maverick felt a chill crawl up his spine. He had known about this incident in his previous life. He remembered the senator’s murder, the public outrage, and the political turmoil that followed. The senator had been preparing to challenge the sitting president in the upcoming election, making his death a national scandal.But Maverick had never connected the event to this hospital.In his previous life, his father had been refused treatment here because of their unpaid bills. They had never brought him through these doors, and Maverick had never been present when the senator was killed.This time, everything had changed. His father was here. His mother was here. Claire was here. And the assassins had already entered the building.'If this happens during the operation, the entire hospital could descend into chaos.'He couldn’t
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The lawyer immediately took out his phone to begin making the arrangements. Maverick looked back at his father. This time, he wouldn’t let money or anyone’s contempt stand between his family and the care they deserved.He watched as hospital staff finally began moving his father toward the surgical preparation area. The change in their attitude was almost laughable. Only minutes ago, they had treated his family like a burden. Now, with the hospital’s legal representative standing beside him, nobody dared question his instructions.His mother followed the stretcher until a nurse gently asked her to wait. “Will he be all right?” she asked, her voice trembling.“The best doctors available are being brought in,” Maverick assured her. “They’ll do everything they can.”Claire stood beside him, holding his mother’s hand. She gave Maverick a small, reassuring nod, though the worry in her eyes remained.Maverick glanced toward the operating area. His father was finally receiving the treatmen
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Maverick’s eyes turned cold as he faced the hospital administrator who had refused to let his father receive treatment because of unpaid medical bills.“I’m willing to pay,” Maverick said firmly. “Tell me how much is outstanding, and I’ll settle it. But my father needs treatment now.”The administrator looked him up and down before sneering. “You’ve said that before, haven’t you? I remember you. You used to come here begging us to treat your parents, promising to pay whenever you could. Now you show up acting like a wealthy man and expect us to believe you?”Another staff member standing nearby laughed. “Perhaps he thinks wearing a good suit will erase his family’s medical debts.”Maverick’s mother lowered her head in humiliation. Claire moved closer and touched his arm. “Maverick, please. Your father needs you right now.”Before he could answer, his father caught his wrist. “Son… don’t argue with them because of me. We can find another hospital. I don’t want you getting into trouble.
Stopping My Father
Maverick stood at the head of the boardroom table, looking at the shareholders who had thought they could take control of his company behind his back.Jim sat among them, his face pale. The others looked equally uncomfortable. Only a short while ago, they had believed the takeover was practically complete. Now, they couldn’t even look Maverick in the eye.Maverick adjusted his jacket and spoke calmly. “You have forty-eight hours to respond to my settlement terms. I don’t care whether you sell your properties, your cars, your watches, or anything else you own. Find the money.”One shareholder immediately raised his hand. “Mr. Maverick, surely we can discuss this reasonably. We were misled. Jim told us everything had been approved.”Jim turned toward him angrily. “You signed the documents yourself! Don’t put everything on me now!”“Because you assured us there would be no problems!”Another shareholder shook his head. “I knew this was a bad idea from the beginning.”Maverick stared at h
A-Rank Assassin
Alaric looked at the gold-edged card. “So A-rank means the best.”“Among our members, yes. But rank isn’t a guarantee that someone will succeed at everything. It tells you what that person has demonstrated, not what the future owes you.”Fredrick closed the case halfway, then reopened it. “The ranking also determines their basic fees. A D-rank assignment might begin at fifty thousand dollars. C-rank work could start at a hundred thousand. B-rank assignments can cost several hundred thousand, while an A-rank assassin may demand a million dollars or more.”Alaric raised an eyebrow. “A million?”“Sometimes considerably more. The difficulty of the request also matters. The rank gives you a starting point, not a fixed price for every assignment.”Fredrick pushed the case closer to him. “Look through them. Choose the person whose reputation appeals to you, and I’ll tell you whether that person is available and willing to consider your request.”Alaric examined the cards one by one.Some sho
The Black Palace
Alaric stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows of his private office, staring at the city below.A report lay open on his desk. He had read it three times, yet his anger had only grown.Maverick had returned to Harrington Freight, beaten the men sent to stop him, and exposed the attempt to take control of his company. Sebastian Newman, the man who had helped arrange the takeover, had been caught before he could escape.Another plan had failed. Alaric picked up the report and threw it across the room. “Useless!”His assistant, standing near the door, lowered his head. “Sir, we can send another group. This time, we’ll make sure they—”“Another group?” Alaric turned sharply. “How many groups do you intend to send before you understand that ordinary men cannot handle him?”The assistant fell silent. Alaric walked back to his desk and stared at Maverick’s photograph.He remembered their previous encounters. Maverick had survived the assassination attempt, escaped the trap Alaric had prep
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