2024-12-23 03:51:30The bodyguard placed Jeffery carefully onto the backseat opposite Rita. His breathing was shallow, and blood seeped through his shirt, staining the seat.
“Drive,” Rita ordered, and the car zoomed away from the alleyway.
She stared at the man in front of her, her brows furrowing even tighter as she remembered her grandfather's instructions.
Ever since she had entered Oakdale City, she had felt the silver bracelet on her wrist growing increasingly hot, especially when she sat close to this man.
She adjusted the bracelet on her wrist, wincing as it grew hotter, and her grandfather's words echoed in her mind.
“Your top priority in Oakdale isn't family business, although that’s important. It is to find your fiancé.”
She had asked her grandfather for further details, like his name and where he stayed, but he never provided any useful information, only hinting that the silver bracelet would reveal the answers when she met him.
“Could it be him?” she muttered, studying Jeffery's unconscious form.
Grandpa once told him that her fiancé was the childhood friend who often came to their family estate.
That little boy would often come with his dad to visit her grandpa.
At that time, they would frequently play together in the garden of the estate.
That little boy was gentle and brave, and she really liked him.
But later, they never showed up again.
So many years have passed that she had almost forgotten what he looked like.
She looked at the injured man now, carefully searching his face for familiar traces.
The heat from her bracelet was unmistakable—it had to be him.
She was thankful they had met, sparing her the hassle of searching the city.
“Miss Stirling, do we head to the estate?” the driver asked.
“No, take us to Saint Helena Hospital. Inform the doctors to prepare for emergency surgery. He won't make it otherwise.”
“Yes, Miss Stirling.”
Rita nodded, her gaze landing back on Jeffery, her eyes showing a hint of concern. “I hope you can survive so I can get to know you better.”
However, neither Rita nor the guards noticed the silver bracelet on Jeffery's wrist, covered by his sleeve, suddenly emit a faint glow as if a trigger had been switched on.
It shone for a few seconds, then transformed into an energy sphere that dissolved into his body.
In his unconscious state, Jeffery felt like he was in pitch-black darkness.
The light made him squint his eyes. He blinked, adjusting to the extreme brightness, then rubbed his eyes.
Floating before him was a tall, majestic man who gazed at him with love and care. The aura surrounding the man made him seem godlike, and Jeffery felt the faint urge to bow before him.
“Where am I? Who...are you?” Jeffery asked.
“You've grown into a strong man, my son,” the man said with a smile of affection.
“Son? What are you talking about?”.
His heart raced as he tried to deny the possibility.
From a young age, he had been mocked and bullied by his peers for not having a father, often called a bastard.
He had no memory of his father for years.
So, when this godlike man claimed to be his father, Jeffery's thought process was turned upside down.
“My son, I don't have much time left. Listen and listen well. I am no longer on this earth! This…form is merely a spirit I left in the philosopher's stone embedded in the bracelet you wear.”
“When you and your fiancée meet and the philosopher stones in each of your respective bracelets come into contact, you will receive my supreme inheritance.”
“If you are wretched, your fiancée's family will make you wealthy beyond compare.”
“If you are a genius, compatible with alchemy, then, with my inheritance, nothing can stand in your way on Earth.”
“I am looking forward to seeing you, my son. Remember my name: I am Luka Flamel, the greatest alchemist in the universe.”
After conveying the message, the light around him began to dissipate.
“No, wait!” Jeffery moved, trying to reach him.
But it was futile. The spirit dissipated into nothingness, leaving the space in darkness once again.
Suddenly, he grabbed his head and screamed in pain as he felt a massive overload of memories infusing themselves into his psyche.
Finally, as if eons had passed, Jeffery opened his eyes, and a dazzling light shone through them, causing the space to collapse.
He squinted his eyes and woke up in the real world, grunting as he found himself sitting on a luxurious bed. The room oozed wealth and class.
When he turned, he came face to face with a peerless beauty who stole his breath.
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The rain didn't fall anymore—it attacked. Each drop struck the earth like shrapnel, bouncing from the broken stone and splintered glass. The night sky was a bleeding bruise, purple and gray, trembling with thunder. Wind screamed through the fractured bones of the manor, carrying the faint scent of smoke, blood, and burnt ink. Jeffery stepped into it without hesitation. The downpour hit his face, cold and merciless, but he didn't wipe it away. He walked with slow, deliberate steps—boots crunching over gravel and shards, his coat dragging through the puddles like a wounded flag. His shadow followed him for a few seconds before vanishing beneath the veil of rain.Captain Daniel has caused me a lot of grief, Jeffery thought within himself. First he started it by burning my company. Then he went after Rita and the Stirling Enterprise...and then he killed them.By now it was already established within his heart who was the cause of everything. He no longer needed any detective to find out
CHAPTER 158
The storm did not stop. It only deepened, becoming heavier with every second that passed.Rain lashed against the broken glass like claws, streaking the marble floor with veins of silver. The flames that had once burned with fury were now reduced to embers, their faint orange glow trembling against the gusts that slipped through the shattered panes. The air was think with the scent of wet ash, of burned paper and blood drying on stone.Jeffery stood near the window, silent as a monument. The dim lightning carved him into fragments—jaw tight, shoulders squared, his reflection a mosaic of conflicting faces. Every crack in the glass split him into another version of himself: the soldier, the savior, the executioner. And behind him all, something deeper—something hollow.The weight of everything pressed in. The silence. The storm. The truth.He breathed out, the sound low and harsh in the cold air. "Do you hate me now?"The words came slow, almost reluctant, like a confession rather than
CHAPTER 157
The night pressed down on the manor like a suffocating shroud. Ash drifted lazily through the air, glowing faintly as the last embers of the courtyard fire died beneath the whispering wind. The moonlight was thin—silver and cold—pouring through broken windows and painting cracked marble floors with ghostly patterns.For a long, heavy moment, silence ruled. Rita stood stillz her face palez her eyes wide and uncertain. The orange flicker of the remaining fire danced in her pupils, making her expression unreadable—somewhere between disbelief and terror."You're... joking," she finally said after something time. "You have to be joking, Jeffery."Although Jeffery had told her about Captain Daniel some minutes ago, she couldn't believe it. She would have believed it but...it wasn't possible. It wasn't possible at all.They had already talked about it and Jeffery had thought she had taken in everything. But when silence came and she began thinking, she couldn't just place her mind on how a p
CHAPTER 156
The officers moved through the ruins like silent phantoms—disciplines, methodical, and numb to the carnage around them. Their flashlights cut pale tunnels through the smoke, beams gliding over shattered glass, cracked tiles, and the faint shimmer of blood frying under the cold night air. Radios whispered static. Cameras clicked. The sound of zipping body bags echoed like closing prayers.Raindrops fell from the cloudy sky, wetting the world below. Gusts of cold wind billowed through the environment, causing more haze to descend. Visibility became extremely low because of the weather. And this helped to cast a stygian look to the courtyard.What remained of it looked less like a battefield and more like a desecrated temple. The fountains had collapsed into itself, spilling water that mixed with soot. Charged petals from the flowerbeds drifted in the wind like ashes from a funeral pyre. The air carried the metallic scent of death, clinging to the tongue like rust. They found Dan Kimiko
CHAPTER 155
For a long moment after Osborne's death, silence ruled the ruins. No one spoke, no one moved. The only sounds were the soft hiss of burning debris and the faint crackle of dying embers scattered across the once-proud Stirling courtyard.The air itself felt heavy—thick with dust, smoke, and the metallic scent of blood. The wind blew across the open ruins, carrying with it the faint cries of the wounded and the groans of twisting metal.Finally, it's over, Jeffery thought within himself.He was standing still amidst the chaos, his body haloed by faint residual energy—white light fading slowly from his veins. His breathing steadied, his heartbeat calm, his mind distant. Around him, the world looked like a painting of destruction: half-collapsed walls, scorched trees, and the shattered remains of the Stirling fountains leaking water across blackened marble.The cops and bodyguards finally exhaled as though waking from a nightmare. Weapons dropped. Some fell to their knees; others leaned o
CHAPTER 154
The atmosphere bled with silence. Dust and debris floated through the fractured courtyard like ghosts. The moonlight, fractured by smoke and flickering embers, shone weakly upon Jeffery—the man who now stood like a god reborn.The energy in his veins thrummed. It wasn't just Qi anymore but something else. It was something older, purer, and infinitely more terrifying. It seemed to be something which was more ancient than time itself.His aura hummed in the air like a living storm. The ground beneath him cracked into deep spiderwebs, unable to withstand the magnitude of his presence.Inside his Dantian, the final barrier had broken. The spiraling rivers of elemental essence had fused—fire into into water, earth into air—until the four merged into one seamless current. It wasn't chaos; it was equilibrium.This... he clenched his fists slowly. I've finally reached the peak of the advanced level. And with it came a new agility: matter transmutation.Well, he actually had this ability but i
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