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233. Never Judge Me By My Cover!
Elena shook her head frantically, her chest heaving as she turned toward Edgar.But Edgar himself was stunned into silence. His face tightened, his thoughts racing back in time.Wait… could it be true? Could Franco have been the one all along?The memory clawed its way into his mind. Years ago, Elena had come to him, frustrated, devastated. She had lost a major contract and had begged him for help, telling him she needed to partner with a bigger company to recover. They had only just started dating then, and he—wanting to look powerful in her eyes—had lied. He promised he would “handle it.”But before he could even figure out what to do, Elena had returned, practically glowing. She claimed she had already sealed a deal with GLC. He hadn’t lifted a single finger, but he swallowed the truth and took the glory anyway.And now… hearing Franco’s words… Edgar’s stomach churned. His eyes widened. So Franco… Franco was the real CEO of GLC? The true man behind Elena’s success?Franco’s voice c
232. You Would Have Loved Me?
Franco stepped forward, his boots echoing against the ground with the weight of authority. His gaze lingered on Rita and Elena — their bodies pinned tightly by the Ruffian men — before his lips curved into a dirty, sarcastic smirk.“What death method do I plan for them?” he asked, his tone sharp yet calm, like a blade hidden in silk. He turned fully toward them, his plain smile slicing through the tension.“I’d say I have no death plan for them. No… their end isn’t necessary just yet. I only wish to clear something for their stubborn minds… to remind them of a truth they buried long ago. That I… Franco Milton… am the Ruffian Lord. And more than that—” he tilted his chin arrogantly “—I am the hidden road behind all their so-called success.”The crowd gasped, whispers running like wildfire.Elena’s face hardened instantly, her eyes burning with rage. She twisted violently in the soldiers’ grip, fighting to break free. Her voice cut the silence like a whip.“What nonsense are you spewing
231. Impersonation? SEIZE THEM!
The crowd’s eyes were still locked in awe, as if their souls were chained to the rooftop.Maya clutched her mother’s arm, panic flooding her voice.“W-What’s going on, Mother? Isn’t that Franco? Isn’t he supposed to be useless? Why on earth are they calling him the Ruffian Lord? Is this a glitch or something?”“This can’t be a glitch!” Edgar snapped, his eyes narrowed in disbelief, glaring at Franco as he stood proudly waving at the masses. His voice cracked like thunder. “Lord Xoxo himself declared Franco as the Ruffian Lord. It’s not a trick. It’s not a glitch.”But Rita’s face tightened, her jaw trembling, refusing to accept what her eyes were seeing. Her nails dug into Maya’s skin as if squeezing the truth out of her daughter.“No,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with denial. “No… this is wrong. There is no way. No freaking way the Ruffian Lord can be Franco!”Her mind raced. Images flashed before her eyes—the nights she insulted him, the mornings she shoved food his way like he
230. The Truth Is Finally Out!
Granny smiled faintly as she listened to Lord Xoxo’s words. “The Ruffian Lord is just like every one of us here,” she whispered to those around her, “but the only difference… is the anointing.” Rita pinched Elena’s arm sharply. “Get prepared!” she hissed. Lord Xoxo’s voice thundered again, carrying across the rooftop and into the hearts of millions watching across the world. “I have trained the Ruffian Lord myself! I have given him tasks—dangerous, impossible tasks—and he fulfilled them with faithfulness and dedication. For five long years he has served you in shadows, unseen yet watching, guiding! But now…” His words cut off deliberately. A heavy silence dropped. Every heartbeat in Otlanto seemed to freeze. The pause stretched, a suffocating tension choking the air. Granny took the chance to nudge Muna with her elbow. “I think the Ruffian Lord is about to be called,” she whispered eagerly. “Quickly, make yourself more beautiful for the luckiest, most gracious man on earth to see
229. The Rise Of The Ruffian Moon
The entire city was already alive, trembling with excitement. From states to countries, from nations to continents, the world itself seemed to pause. Everyone was waiting—waiting for the rise of the Ruffian Moon… and the revelation of the Ruffian Lord.Above the towering heights, the grand rooftop lay open, the sacred Ruffian Throne gleaming under the silver sky. It still sat empty, an empty seat that carried the weight of destiny.Cameras hovered in the air. The media was everywhere, recording, broadcasting, magnifying the moment to billions of eyes. And yet, the world waited in silence, hearts pounding, breaths stolen.Every gaze lifted upward to the stars.Some whispered silent prayers.Some counted down with trembling lips.Some made desperate wishes, hoping the Moon’s blessing would fall on them tonight.The heavens parted. The dark sky split open as light spilled forth, and then—PUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRR!!!A sound thundered across the city.The Moon had risen.Gasps filled th
228. Where Is Franco?
“Announcement everyone! Our attention has been drawn to the rising of the Ruffian Moon! Everyone is advised to step outside to witness its rise… and to celebrate the feast!”The banquet hall trembled with the host’s booming voice. Chairs scraped back, silk dresses swished, and whispers flew like sparks across the room.Rita’s eyes lit up with excitement as she quickly nudged her daughters.“You girls better be ready! Get yourselves dressed up, because you’re about to witness the Ruffian Lord himself!” Her voice quivered with ambition as she clasped their arms tightly. “Fix yourselves. Knit up! Who knows? The Ruffian Lord might find you interesting!”Maya’s lips curved into a smile as she adjusted her gown backward, twirling with girlish vanity.“Oh yes, Mother! I must look my absolute best. Who knows—if the Lord chooses me as his Lady tonight, I’ll become famous across Otlanto!”Elena froze. Her jaw clenched before she shot her sister a disgusted glare. Without a word, she turned on h
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