2025-10-12 01:09:17Harper Green flushed with embarrassment. Did this “con artist” have to commit to the bit so hard?
Kayla Logan shook her head through tears. She knew Adrian had just saved her mother—but once the lie unraveled, her mother would return to despair.
Orson Montgomery sniffed. “I have practiced medicine for decades without error. Mr. Logan will not survive tomorrow. No one can save him. Young man, don’t spout nonsense.”
“Others can’t doesn’t mean I can’t,” Adrian replied.
Orson’s smile turned glacial. “Such arrogance. Show me your medical license.”
“He—he forgot it,” Kayla blurted before Adrian could speak.
Harper chimed in, “Who carries their papers everywhere? Did you bring yours, Professor Montgomery?”
Orson hesitated—he had not.
“Kidding me?” Kyle Logan sneered at Adrian. “Montgomery’s famous nationwide. He doesn’t need that. Besides, I’ve got friends—I can run your name this instant.”
Kayla’s stomach dropped. She scrambled for a defense when Adrian said, unhurried, “I don’t have a license.”
Silence fell like a curtain.
Kayla turned to him, rigid. Of all the things—he had just admitted it. Weren’t con men supposed to lie? Offer any plausible excuse? How had she ended up with a partner this hopeless?
“Kayla Logan,” Kyle drawled, eyes raking over Adrian, “you’ll drag any piece of trash into the house, won’t you? What is he—your boy toy?”
Smack.
The word wasn’t finished before Adrian’s palm cracked across Kyle’s face, swelling his cheek at once.
“You hit me?” Kyle roared. “You—”
Adrian’s gaze went cold as steel. “Foul mouth again, and I’ll pulp your lips.”
The threat in his eyes stole Kyle’s voice.
“I can cure him,” Adrian said, turning to Mrs. Logan. “My f*e is ten million dollars.”
Her breath caught. “How… how much?”
For the Logans, ten million wasn’t impossible. The real question was whether he could deliver.
Kayla stepped in quickly. “Adrian, enough. Stop the act.”
“A ten million?” Orson scoffed. “You’ve got gall, naming a sky price like that. Do you think you’re a world-class medical professor?”
Adrian smiled faintly. “Ten million is only the deposit—to bring him back to consciousness. Once he’s fully cured, the total is fifty million. I don’t bargain.”
At fifty million, the room reeled.
The Logans could pay it; Hunter Logan’s life was worth far more. But that presumed he could be cured. Hunter’s cancer was terminal; Professor Montgomery had declared it hopeless. Specialists across the country had, too.
“Don’t believe me?” Adrian shrugged. “Then I’ll leave.”
“Wait—don’t,” Mrs. Logan said quickly. “Can you truly save Hunter? His illness is cancer…” She exhaled, defeated. “Fine. I’ll trust you—this once.”
There was nowhere else to turn.
“Deal. Prepare the funds. I’ll wake him now,” Adrian said. “But I need a quiet room. While I’m treating him, no interruptions.”
“Agreed.”
She led him into Hunter Logan’s bedroom and pulled the door to.
Outside, Kayla whispered, “Can he really do it?”
“Do it, my ass,” Kyle snapped, clutching his swelling cheek. “Dad’s vitals are gone. If that fraud saves him, I’ll drop dead on the spot. If he fails, I’ll nail him for fraud and see him rot in prison.”
Professor Montgomery sighed. “Mr. Logan’s heart has stopped. His life force is spent. It’s best to prepare the funeral.”
Kayla’s face dimmed.
Mrs. Logan leaned against the doorframe, eyes reddening, the light draining from her gaze. Keeping Adrian had been a heat-of-the-moment decision—treating a dead horse like a living one.
In her heart, she knew: there was likely nothing to be done.
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Daisy seemed to recover only then from her astonishment and could not help asking, “Thank you for saving me. May I ask your name? Were you sent by Adrian to protect me?”“Heh.” The woman gave a soft laugh, said nothing at all, and turned to leave.In little more than a few blinks, she vanished into the night.From beginning to end, she left behind nothing but shock and wonder, not a single word in explanation.…At the Foster family estate, the screams still had not ceased.The Foster family’s elite had suffered countless casualties and were now all but wiped out.Clifford Foster and the martial wardens were in an even sorrier state, scarcely fit to look upon.Looking down coldly at the half-dead Clifford Foster, Adrian said, “Well? Do you have any last words?”Clifford Foster looked at Adrian and suddenly burst into laughter.That laugh left everyone bewildered.“Adrian, surely you don’t think I came without a backup plan. Let me tell you the truth—by the time you arrived at the Fost
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Clifford Foster spat out a mouthful of blood, his face drained of all color, disbelief written across every feature.“How is this possible? Divine Invocation should have raised our strength by leaps and bounds, and yet we still can’t defeat this brat. What in the world is going on?”The six martial retainers exchanged glances, retreat already stirring in their hearts.“Patriarch, perhaps we should—”“We cannot retreat! There is no road left for us now. Today, either he dies, or we do!”With that, Clifford Foster’s eyes hardened with resolve as he began chanting again.“The Foster family offers its reverence—invoke the divine once more!”Adrian watched the men before him with amused interest and gave a scornful laugh. “Even if you invoke them again, what of it? Your talent places a limit on your power. Summon whatever you like—you still won’t be my match.”The moment the words fell, Clifford Foster and the others coughed up blood in unison. Their faces grew paler by the second, yet the
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Clifford Foster clenched his teeth and agreed at once. He knew perfectly well that without resorting to extraordinary measures, there was no hope of killing Adrian.“Fine. In that case—invoke the divine!”At his command, the other six men stepped forward and gathered together, each pressing a talisman to his forehead.Hand in hand, they began chanting obscure incantations no one else could understand.At once, a low, resonant murmur drifted through the air like a song from some forgotten age.“The Foster family offers its reverence—divine spirits, aid us! Descend!”Almost the moment the words fell, all seven men began to glow at once.Ethan Miller and the others stared at the impossible sight, too stunned to utter a word.The light seemed to pour straight down from the heavens, and for an instant, it truly looked as though some godlike presence had descended.The members of the Foster family joined in as well, murmuring the chant in unison. Some of them even clasped hands and sang an
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The moment Clifford Foster realized Adrian had mocked him, he flew into a rage.“You reckless little fool!”As he spoke, Clifford Foster struck with a palm, nearly all the power in his body concentrated into that single hand.The full strength of a centenarian martial master was enough to shake any man to the core.Anyone except Adrian.Adrian answered with a punch, calm and unhurried. It looked utterly ordinary, a simple blow devoid of any visible force.Clifford Foster was overjoyed. With this palm alone, crushing Adrian to death should have been effortless.But before he could savor that thought, fist and palm collided—and Clifford Foster was sent flying backward.The bones in his injured hand had already pierced through flesh and skin, stark white against the blood, a ghastly sight to behold.Quentin Foster froze. He could hardly believe what he had just seen.“How could Dad possibly lose to that brat? He’s barely in his twenties, and our father is a centenarian martial master!”“
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“If you want to keep me here, you’ll have to prove you can.”Hearing Adrian’s open provocation, Clifford Foster was oddly less enraged than before.He was, after all, a man who had weathered more than his share of storms, and it did not take him long to recover his composure.“Whether I have the ability or not, you’ll soon find out.”Clifford Foster glanced at Iris Lloyd and Emptiness behind Adrian, then at the leaders of the four major business associations.“So you truly mean to stand against my Foster family?”Emptiness and Iris Lloyd curled their lips in disdain. They had never taken the Foster family seriously in the first place.To people like them, an old aristocratic house was hardly something to fear.As for the representatives of the four major business associations, they had no intention of wavering either.Adrian was, at the very least, the next Lord Buddha. If they were not going to stand against the Foster family for him, then were they supposed to oppose their future ma
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Even so, he had expected nothing less. Adrian was only a hotheaded young man in his early twenties—if they truly meant to kill him, how difficult could that be?“Quick, bring them in!”Unable to wait another moment to hear the good news with his own ears, Clifford Foster hurried personally to the gates of the estate.The great gates of the Foster estate stood wide open as one business van after another pulled up and came to a stop.The first to step out were indeed the representatives of the four major business associations. Clifford Foster greeted them with a broad, eager smile.“At last, you’re here. Is Adrian dead?”Ethan Miller and the others looked at Clifford Foster as though he were a fool, not even bothering to answer him.The smile on Clifford Foster’s face immediately faltered. Never in his life had anyone so openly slighted him.Least of all a mere alliance of business associations. How dare they show him such disrespect?What Clifford Foster had not expected, however, was
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