"I said, my body is too valuable to sleep with a whore like your sister."
Orlando appeared to chuckle, while Andrew, unable to contain his anger any longer, was about to throw a punch at Orlando.
However, just before it landed on Orlando's face, Erica screamed, "Stop!"
The girl in the red shirt approached Andrew and hugged him tightly from behind. This prompted Andrew to release his grip on Orlando's collar and embrace Erica to calm her down.
"Don't do anything, Andrew. I beg you. Don't jeopardize your position," Erica whispered.
Orlando and Nadine had sinister grins on their faces. Orlando, in particular, remained confident because they were in his father's company. He believed that would protect him from Andrew's attack. As long as they were in his territory, Orlando thought Andrew wouldn't dare to touch him.
"What your sister said is true, Andrew. You'd better watch your attitude. You might end up without a job in this city. You should understand the power of my family, what we can do to shape someone's career. Don't you remember when you worked here, one of your colleagues got fired? Have you ever asked him how his life is now?" Orlando stared at Andrew fiercely.
"I don't care and I'm not afraid of your family, Orlando! I'm here to defend my sister!" Andrew glared back.
"More precisely, to defend a whore," Nadine interjected with a laugh.
Andrew was about to approach Nadine, and this time he didn't consider whether she was a woman or not. He wanted to slap Nadine's face. However, once again, Erica stopped her brother by holding him back.
"No, no! Don't do anything, Andrew. I beg you, promise me!" Erica pleaded.
"Erica! Stop holding me back. They've spread malicious rumors and lies to degrade you! You've been humiliated by them, Erica! I won't stay silent when someone disrespects my family!"
Orlando and Nadine applauded and laughed. Both of them approached Andrew and Erica, and even Orlando didn't hesitate to embrace Andrew with his irritating expression.
"A beautiful drama in the morning. You're lucky to have a younger sister who is much more mature and understands your position in this city, Andrew. Erica, I will forgive your deliberate attempts to seduce me, and I won't bring up the slander you threw at Andrew again. Nadine has decided the same thing. What happened this morning, I consider it done."
"No! It's not over, you bastard!" Andrew pulled Orlando's collar again.
"Stop it, Andrew!"
Erica raised her voice and scolded her brother. She released her embrace on Andrew and pulled his hand away from Orlando's collar.
"Let me handle this!" Erica cupped her hands in front of Orlando and said, "I beg you, forgive what happened this morning. Please don't make it difficult for my brother to find a job. After all, we no longer have parents. We need money, I plead with you, don't bring up this incident again, Sir."
Seeing her sister continuously apologizing to Orlando infuriated Andrew. He then decided to pull Erica away from Orlando.
"Come on, Erica!"
Andrew chose not to prolong the issue as long as Erica was near him. He restrained his anger and resentment towards Orlando. However, his mind still struggled to stay focused and not let the emotions ignite against the two annoying individuals.
Unfortunately, the words that came out of Orlando's mouth afterward made Andrew halt his steps, which had already taken him quite far, when Orlando shouted, "Goodbye, poor people! If you need a job, come to me, Erica, and lick my ass!"
"No, don't do it, Andrew!" Erica tried to stop Andrew, but her brother could no longer contain his anger.
Nadine and Orlando's laughter echoed in front of the company. Just before Orlando entered, Andrew leaped towards him, causing Orlando to fall.
"KYAA!"
Nadine's laughter turned into screams. Orlando's body was right in the middle of the door, keeping the automatic door open.
Andrew gripped his neck and sat on top of Orlando's body. His gaze was fierce, and he said, "Say hello to hell, Orlando!"

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Season 2-Chp 49
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Season 2-Chp 48
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Season 2-Chp 47
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Season 2-Chp 46
The road to Veylor was a scar through the land. Blackened trees leaned like broken spears, their branches clawing at the pale morning sky. The earth itself seemed sick, cracked with veins of ash where once rivers had flowed. As Elias, Helena, and Marcus rode deeper into the desolation, silence pressed around them—no birds, no wind, only the steady crunch of hooves on brittle soil.Helena broke the silence first. “This place feels cursed.” Her hand never strayed far from her sword. “How long has it lain abandoned?”Elias scanned the horizon. “Since the first age. The chronicles say Veylor was once a citadel of kings. But when the crown was forged, it swallowed its own makers. The city burned from within, and none dared rebuild.”Marcus spat into the dust. “And now we’re riding straight into its corpse. Wonderful.”Yet despite his grumbling, his eyes remained sharp, scanning every shadow.The ruins came into view by midday—a jagged sprawl of stone rising from the earth like a shattered
Season 2 Chp 45
The fortress had become a cage of suspicion. Every corridor hummed with whispers, every torchlit stairwell echoed with rumors. Soldiers eyed each other with unease, councilors whispered in corners, and servants scurried like frightened mice, never lingering too long in one place.Elias felt the weight of it everywhere he walked. The Shadowlord had struck only once, yet the wound he left was festering. Not in the walls, not in the battlements, but in the hearts of his people.Helena was the first to voice what everyone feared.“There’s no defending against an enemy within,” she said as she walked beside Elias along the ramparts. Her sword was strapped across her back, her posture restless, as though even silence might betray her. “If we don’t root out the traitor, then every word spoken in council is already in the Shadowlord’s ears.”Elias nodded, though his mind churned with doubts. “You think it’s one of them? One of the council?”Her silver hair caught the morning sun as she turned
Season 2-Chp 44
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