2026-04-09 18:14:17Alina didn’t hesitate.
Which man would have done what Greg had done for her? Risking himself without a second thought, stepping in when no one else did—saving her. There was no doubt in her mind. “Yes… I will,” she said softly, but with certainty. The next day, Greg adjusted his suit jacket as he walked beside Alina into the courthouse, her hand resting securely in his. She looked radiant—calm, composed, and quietly glowing. After signing the marriage documents, hand in hand, they stepped out of the courthouse into the open air. Meanwhile, across the city, in a dimly lit office, the men who had attempted kidnapping Alina paced anxiously. “Boss is going to kill us,” one of them who had scars all over his cheeks muttered, hit his fists against the nearby table, his hands trembling as he clutched his phone. “I can’t believe we failed. We didn’t get her!” The other man nodded, biting down hard on his lip. “We underestimated that bastard… whoever he was! He stepped in out of nowhere and took her from us. We—” “Don’t! Don’t bring that defeatist attitude in here,” another man snapped, cutting him off. “We didn’t fail—you know we don’t. We’re not failures… we just miscalculated.” But even as he spoke, none of them believed it. They all knew the truth. Failure—especially in front of their boss, wasn’t something you could simply brush off or soften with a nicer word. Their entire operation had revolved around delivering Alina, and now she was gone! The office phone rang, and every man in the room froze the moment they saw the caller ID. One of them jolted forward and grabbed it with shaking hands. “Y-Yes, sir?” “Where is she?!” The voice on the other end was cold, sharp, and laced with barely restrained fury. It belonged to the one man they all feared—the CEO of ValenTech Industries. ValenTech wasn’t just a company. Its influence stretched across industries, its name alone enough to command obedience. “B-boss…” the man stammered, his throat dry. “We… we couldn’t… someone—someone intervened.” A dangerous pause followed. “Someone?” the CEO repeated, his voice dropping to a deadly calm. “What do you mean someone intervened?” The man swallowed hard. “H-he was strong… fast. He overpowered us. And the woman… she escaped.” “Escaped?” The word exploded through the line. “How dare you tell me that she escaped? Do you understand what that means?!” the CEO thundered. “Do you understand the consequences of failing me?” “Yes… sir… we understand,” the man said, his knees threatening to give out. “No—you understand nothing!” the CEO roared. “You were given a simple task. Bring her to me.” His voice turned colder and more dangerous. “She rejected me—I don’t care, but he will be mine. One way or another!” “Yes, sir!” “Then find her!” the CEO barked. “Now. Do not return without her. And if you fail me again…” There was a brief pause—heavy and suffocating. “I swear, you will pay for it. Every last one of you!" “Do I make myself clear?”
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One of the burly men had collapsed to one knee, clutching his shoulder. Blood seeped rapidly through his fingers, staining his sleeve crimson. His face had turned ghostly pale, and he howled in agony as if every movement sent unbearable pain through his body."What... what happened to him?"Someone in the crowd gasped."I didn't even see Greg strike him!"Another person rubbed his eyes repeatedly, convinced he was imagining things.Only a second earlier, Greg had been completely surrounded. The attackers had hidden him from view, making it impossible to tell what was happening inside the circle.Yet now, one of the men was seriously injured.Greg stood in the middle of them, calm and composed.His breathing remained steady.Not a strand of his hair seemed out of place.The injured man staggered backward before collapsing completely onto the marble floor. His cries echoed painfully throughout the building.The remaining thugs stared at Greg with unconcealed fear.They had underestimate
Chapter 53
Upon hearing the word, "Stop!" everyone instinctively turned toward the source of the voice. The entire place fell silent. Who would dare interrupt these ruthless men? Had their superior finally arrived? Even the burly men paused and looked over their shoulders. It was Greg. The moment everyone recognized him, expressions of disbelief spread across their faces. "What the hell?" "Isn't that Claire's useless son-in-law?" "The live-in loser?" "What is he doing here?" "He actually dares to interfere?" The crowd looked at one another in confusion. Greg had always been known as the family's most insignificant member. He had no money, no influence, and certainly no reputation worth mentioning. How could someone like him have the courage to challenge these vicious men? Even Mac, the strongest among them, had already been beaten to the ground. What chance did Greg possibly have? Ignoring every mocking gaze directed at him, Greg calmly walked toward the center. Th
Chapter 52
The moment Craig spoke, one of the huge men stepped forward without hesitation. His movement was so fast that the surrounding crowd barely had time to register what was happening. In an instant, he closed the distance between himself and Mac. His hand shot out and seized Mac violently by the hair, yanking him forward with brutal force. Mac’s head snapped downward as pain shot through his scalp. Before he could even understand the situation, another force struck him—heavy, sharp, and humiliating. A slap landed across his face. Then another. And another. The sound of each impact echoed through the tense air like cracks of thunder, cutting through the silence that had once filled the space. The man’s voice followed immediately, booming with fury. “You’ve got some nerve trying to threaten Craig Williams! Do you want to die right here and now?!” His words were not merely a warning. They carried a chilling certainty, as though the outcome had already been decided if Mac resis
Chapter 51
Craig Williams listened to the report from the guard in silence for a few seconds. The name “Crawford” echoed in his mind briefly, like a distant sound that failed to register as anything significant. Then he scoffed. It was a cold, dismissive sound that immediately revealed his stance. He leaned back in his leather chair, swirling the drink in his glass slowly, as though the matter being reported to him was no more important than a minor inconvenience. The Crawford family in Belton did have some influence, that much was undeniable. Their name carried weight in certain circles, and they had built a respectable reputation over time. But to Craig, reputation only mattered when it surpassed his own. And in his mind, nothing did. A faint smirk formed on his lips as he placed the glass down carefully on the table. “So what if it’s the Crawfords?” he said casually, almost amused by the idea. His tone carried a subtle arrogance, as though the very mention of the name was something
Chapter 50
The large, intimidating guards stood their ground for a few seconds longer, scanning Mac from head to toe as though trying to determine whether he was worth listening to. One of them squinted as if trying to place him in his memory. Another slowly folded his arms, clearly unimpressed. They did not appreciate being ordered around, especially not by someone they considered an outsider. For a brief moment, no one spoke. The tension stretched thin in the air. But then, Claire stepped forward aggressively, her heels striking the ground with sharp urgency. Her voice cut through the space instantly. “Are you all deaf or what? Do you even know who this man is?” She pointed directly at Mac with a proud expression, as though his identity alone should be enough to end the confrontation. “This is Mac Crawford. From the Crawford family. If you think you can ignore him, then you must be ready to lose your jobs today.” Her tone carried complete certainty, as though she personally held
Chapter 49
The protesters, who had been shouting angrily moments earlier, suddenly shifted their attention. Whispers broke out almost immediately. “Look at him… he’s so refined and handsome. I wonder which family is fortunate enough to have him as their future son-in-law.” “Just his presence alone screams wealth. This is clearly someone from a powerful background.” “He looks like the kind of man who can solve anything with a single phone call.” Admiration spread quickly through the crowd, replacing tension with curiosity and awe. Mac stepped out of the car slowly, adjusting his cufflinks with calm confidence. His polished shoes hit the ground with deliberate precision, and his presence alone seemed to elevate the atmosphere. All eyes turned toward him. Even those who had been shouting moments earlier now lowered their voices instinctively. Claire, seeing him arrive, felt a surge of pride and relief. She pushed through the crowd quickly and approached him. “Mr Crawford, thank
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