2024-08-21 09:43:17"Young Master, my only daughter was born sick, and now it's worse."
Alfred's eyes filled with sorrow, "She's in pain every day. I've seen every doctor, spent a fortune, tried everything—nothing helps. She's only getting worse. Please, help her. I'll do anything."
Alex gazed at him calmly.
"I'll meet your daughter tomorrow."
Alfred was stunned.
He hadn’t expected His Highness would agree to lend a helping hand so easily.
He grabbed Alex's hand, bowed in gratitude.
"Thank you, my lord!"
He whispered, his words heavy with all he felt.
Previously, Alfred hadn’t believed his luck when his leader mentioned Alex's visit to Vancouver.
Albert wasn’t entirely sure who Alex was.
However, what he was certain was even his leader must kneel before Alex!
If Alex’s was displeased, millions of lives could vanish.
But if he was satisfied, even the dying could live!
As the head of the Kingswell organization in Vancouver, Albert had heard the rumors.
About a high-ranking figure known as "God’s Hand," the disciple of the Immortal Sage.
Even the dying could be healed by his touch.
So he had done everything to ensure Alex would be satisfied.
"Young Master," Alfred asked, "I heard you’re on an important mission. Tell me how I can assist. In Vancouver, nothing is beyond your reach. If you command right, even the government won't go left."
“I do indeed need your help,” Alex said.
He had three critical tasks ahead.
"Find someone for me.”
"I don’t have a name, just a nickname. They call him ‘Jo.’ No picture either."
When he was younger, he had ended up on the streets in Vancouver, only to flee from danger.
The one with the nickname “Jo” was the person who had helped him out.
He needed to find him, and to repay the kindness he had received.
"Your wish is my command," Alfred obediently bowed.
“Is that all?”
Alex nodded.
He had two other tasks here: one was to meet his fiancée, and the other was to uncover his origin.
However, for the former, there was no need for Albert's involvement.
Regarding the latter, it could only be addressed after finding Jo.
“Young Master,” Albert began cautiously, “when a high-ranking Kingswell member visits, I’m supposed to organize a banquet, invite the city's elite, top businessmen, top actresses, politicians, and I have prepared…”
He watched Alex's face as he explained.
But when he noticed a slight furrow in Alex’s brow, he quickly adjusted.
“But since you're incognito, you’d prefer to skip the banquet, correct?”
Alex nodded with a smile.
“I’ll cancel it immediately, then,” Alfred responded immediately
“Always remember, no need for such a fuss,” Alex command.
Alfred bowed in acknowledgement.
He clearly understood why Alex needed to keep a low profile.
Alex was a man with the title of "God’s Hand."
Of the thousand patients he had ever touched, none remained uncured.
He was also the direct disciple of the Immortal Sage, who was said to be able to bring the dead back to life in the blink of an eye!
If Alex revealed his identity, people around the world would surround him and not give him any peace.
Parting with Alfred, Alex stepped out and called a taxi, giving him an address.
His had to meet with his fiancée.
His master said that woman was his fate, written in the Akashic Record, and she was also the key for Alex in finding his mother in the future.
An hour later, Alex arrived on West 4th Avenue in West Vancouver, an affluent neighborhood with ocean views, mountain backdrops, and multi-million-dollar estates.
As he reached for the gate’s bell, a luxury car pulled up.
The driver stepped out, and their eyes locked.
Both, surprised, spoke at once, "You!"
“What are you doing here?” they both exclaimed, overlapping.
Sophia’s eyes narrowed.
“Don’t tell me you’re stalking me now.”
Alex raised an eyebrow. “Stalking you? I have better things to do.”
“Of course,” Sophia shot back, arms crossed.
“I suppose you’re here to beg for money. Should’ve known you’d stoop that low.”
“Money? I don’t need your charity,” Alex retorted.
“I’m here for something more important.”
Sophia didn’t believe a single word of Alex’s.
Her voice dripped with sarcasm.
“Another scheme? Trying to marry into wealth, maybe?”
“You think I’m after your money?” Alex replied coldly. “You’re completely wrong, then. I want nothing from you.”
“Good!” Sophia snapped, her anger rising.
“Because I have nothing to give, especially not to you.”
Alex frowned.
If it wasn’t because of his help, she would have been abused by who knew whom, or even worse, died beneath a random bastard's groin.
Sophia glared at him one last time before turning on her heel and driving through the automatic iron gate, leaving Alex alone on the pavement.
He checked the address in his hand.
This was indeed his fiancée’s house, arranged by his master, the Immortal Sage.
He had no choice but to move forward and meet his fiancée.
Whether that woman was truly her or not remained unclear.
The mansion loomed before him, grand and imposing.
His fiancée could be anyone—maybe even that woman’s sister.
Thinking of how he had slept with his fiancée's sister, Alex mused with a bitter smile, “Yeah, everything just keeps getting better.”
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Inside the study, Alfred was deep in conversation with Doctor Harris when his phone suddenly buzzed against the polished desk.“Father,” Charles’s voice came through the loudspeaker, ragged, breathless. “The rebels opened fire on us. I’m hit.”Alfred shot up from his chair, panic cutting through his usual iron composure. “Son! Are you alright? Tell me where you’re hurt!”Charles gave a short, shaky laugh.“It’s nothing—just bruises on my arms. Kelly shoved me too hard when she pushed me down. She still needs to be taught a lesson—you should punish her later. But my girlfriend… she’s bleeding bad.”His eyes dropped to the tiny, bloody cut running down her arm. Honestly, most villagers would just spit on it, slap some dirt over, and call it “Done.”But the way she carried on, you’d think she was nine months pregnant and about to deliver triplets in the middle of the street.Suddenly this little scratch had become a full-blown emergency, complete with “rush me to the hospital, I’m dying”
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“Shut your mouth! You’re just an old servant—don’t speak about things you don’t understand!” Jessica’s voice exploded through the room.Her eyes burned with fury as she pointed toward the door. “Go! Call doctor Harris. He should be in the dining room!”The servant bolted without hesitation.“Damn it!” Alfred slammed his fist into the table, veins bulging on his forehead.“She can’t die! She still has to marry Logan. She still has to secure Vancouver!”His rage poured out like fire.Everything he built, everything he planned—gone in an instant. It felt like the entire world was mocking him, daring to block his rise.He wanted control. He had to win against the King, no matter the cost.Jessica’s face twisted with panic.“Damn you, Alfred! You knew she was fragile, yet you struck her with the strength of a man trained in martial arts! She’s your daughter, not an enemy! Who will control Vancouver now? What are we supposed to tell Logan?”Alfred’s chest heaved with rage, spittle flying as
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The next day, the headlines screamed across every state:Jericho Kane, governor of Vermont, his wife Lidia, his sister Beatrice, and five doctors—every one of them dead from poison.The news tore through the country like wildfire.Because the poison in their bodies was so lethal, there could be no funeral. No open caskets.No mourning ceremonies. The bodies were cremated quickly, the ashes carried away, erased from the earth.Out on one of the family’s massive yachts, Bella stood at the bow with Alex beside her.The sea stretched endless and cold.She held an urn, her father’s ashes swirling in the wind before falling into the dark waves.Her face was dry, untouched by tears. Her lips moved softly.“Goodbye, Father.”Alex studied her in silence.After a long pause, Bella turned, “You’re wondering why I don’t cry?”“Maybe,” Alex said.“I cried enough yesterday,” she answered flatly.“And I remember what Father told me… If the day came that he died, he wanted me to smile. To smile at hi
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Last week, Samuel Prescott sat across from Jericho Kane in a private study thick with the scent of oak and old leather.The table between them gleamed with crystal glasses and an unopened bottle of wine.“Samuel,” Jericho said. “I don’t understand you. You want me back in the governor’s seat? You don’t have the power to make that happen.”Jericho uncorked his finest bottle, pouring deep red into Samuel’s glass.“I don’t,” Samuel admitted, accepting the pour. “But the king does. He could put you back.”Jericho laughed, sharp and bitter. “You know where I stand. I am always on the old king’s side. Thee new king? He despises me. He gave Kelly Kingston the governorship just to keep me out.”“The king sees more than you think, Kane.” Samuel swirled the wine, took a sip, and let his eyes widen. “Remarkable vintage.”Jericho smirked faintly.“He’s been watching you,” Samuel continued. “You’ve done nothing. You’ve stayed in the shadows. To him, that means you’re teachable—maybe even useful ag
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