2025-10-30 17:11:13Alistair's question caught Tristan off guard.
“Did I do something to offend you?... You look like you don't welcome me,” He said, his tone carrying a touch of wounded innocence, though his eyes flickered quickly towards Sara. Sure enough… “What right does he have to not welcome you?” Sara snapped, turning towards Alistair with clear irritation, completely dismissing her curiosity over what Alistair had thrown away. “This is my home and I can invite anyone I want.” A bitter laugh escaped Alistair's lips. He looked at Tristan, smug, basking in her defense, and then at Sara, who stood firmly at his side. “No right, huh?... So what are you saying?... That I should get out of the way and leave the space for you two?” The air froze instantly, heavy and sharp, like the calm before a storm. “Alistair Reid!” Sara snapped, her voice cutting through the tension. “Must you make a scene and embarrass everyone?... I just brought Tristan home for lunch. Don't read too much into it, okay?” “Lunch?” Alistair glanced at her hands and then at the car she brought back. “Is it in the car?” “What?” “The takeout. I mean, you got some food from a restaurant, right?” Sara rolled her eyes. “No, we didn't.” “Then… what do you plan on eating?” Alistair asked only for Tristan to cheekily respond. “Sara's world-famous steak.” Sara instinctively froze while Alistair's expression darkened. “Steak?” “Yeah, she made it a lot while we were dating in college. I'll tell you now, her steak was the best.” Tristan said. Then, almost like he recalled something, he facepalmed. “What am I saying? Of course you'd know that, I mean you guys are married so she must have made a lot for you as well, right?” Silence followed for a second or so before a self-mocking chuckle escaped Alistair's lips. He glanced at Sara who instinctively looked away. On their wedding night, Sara had established a couple of rules. One of them was that she would never cook for him because she didn't know how to and had no plans of learning. And true to her words, Sara never broke that rule. Alistair was the one who always cooked, and if he couldn't, then they ordered takeout. To think she knew how to cook and even did it a lot for Tristan. Letting out a sigh, Alistair didn't even know why he was surprised. Noticing the tension, Tristan feigned ignorance as he asked. “Did I say something bad?” Ignoring him, Alistair regarded Sara. “I thought you didn't know how to cook?” “I never said that,” Sara said. “And you never once cooked for me?” “And so?... You spend the whole day at home anyway, why should I get back from work and still cook for you?” Sara shot back. She saw nothing wrong with cooking for Dennis, after all, it was just steak. So why was Alistair making such a fuss? Letting out a sigh, Alistair coldly said. “Do as you please. I don't care anymore.” Then, he turned and walked into the villa without looking back. Sara was momentarily unsettled by his cold demeanor. He felt distant, unlike the lovestruck and obedient man he once was. Pursing her lips, she wondered why that was. “Are you okay?” Tristan asked, jolting her from her thoughts. He feigned worry as he approached her. “Maybe we should just eat out instead.” Forcing a smile as she brushed her unease aside, Sara replied. “No need for that.” “Are you sure?” “Of course. We are here already. Come on, let's go in.” “But Alistair…” “Don't worry about him. He's always been so narrow-minded.” Sara said, though it seemed more like she was convincing herself than actually telling Tristan.
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Chapter 192: A stranger to the Smith name
"If I crush this," Alistair continued, his golden eyes narrowing, "the feedback will travel back along that bridge. Your own heart will feel the exact same pressure. It's a simple case of cause and effect.""Stop! Adam, make him stop!" Jonah screamed, clutching his chest as he felt a phantom constriction.Adam didn't move.He stood like a statue of retribution, his eyes fixed on the brother who had sold out his daughters. "If you're innocent, Jonah, you have nothing to fear. Let the Grandmaster proceed.""No! Wait!" Jonah's legs finally gave out, and he hit the floor with a heavy thud.Alistair applied more pressure. A sickening, crunching sound—like dry wood snapping—filled the room."AAAGH!" Jonah let out a blood-curdling scream, arching his back as he collapsed. He clawed at his shirt, his face turning a terrifying shade of purple. "My heart! It’s... it’s bursting! Make it stop! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!"Alistair loosened his grip just a fraction.The red glow in Jonah’
Chapter 191: Tell me he's lying
"Leah... honey, you're confused," Adam stammered, though his eyes were already darting toward his brother. "You've been asleep for so long. Jonah has been here every day, he—""No!" Leah’s voice cracked, her fingers digging into Adam’s arms with surprising strength. "I wasn't fully asleep, Adam! My body wouldn't move, but I could hear. I could feel it! The night we fell ill... we were at the summer house. Jonah came with Master Malachi. He told the girls they were getting 'vitamin shots.' When I tried to stop him, he held me down! He told Malachi to 'make it hurt' so you’d be desperate enough to sign anything!"Alistair stood back, his arms crossed, watching the drama unfold with the detached precision of a judge.He noted the way Jonah’s jugular vein was pulsing and the way the man's hands were frantically searching for the door handle behind his back."You lying bitch!" Jonah screamed, his voice breaking into a panicked shriek. "She’s hallucinating! The 'Grandmaster' drugged her! He
Chapter 190: Murderer
“As I said, your wife and children weren't pierced by a void-severing needle,” Alistair remarked, addressing Adam. “Instead, they were subject to a parasitic hex. If you had gone ahead with your original plan, your wife and children would have died horrible deaths and their ghosts would have haunted you to death.”“This… no, this doesn't make any sense,” Adam muttered. “Master Malachi claimed that the needles had pierced my wife and kids. Are you saying he lied?”“You would have to find that out yourself.” Alistair casually remarked before then shifting his attention to Jonah who was still staring blankly at the jar in Alistair's hands, the same one that contained the parasitic hex that had been in Adam's wife and children.“Mister Jonah, I believe it is time to honor our agreement, don't you think?” Alistair said, jolting Jonah from his thoughts.“This… no, no way!” Jonah loudly remarked in utter disbelief. “I refuse to accept that anything that you just did is real. What? You think
Chapter 189: Save my daughters
Adam gripped Leah’s wrists, his knuckles white. "I'm ready."Alistair took the Heaven-Transcending Pearl and held it directly over Leah's chest, right above her heart.He closed his eyes and began to hum a low, dissonant frequency that seemed to make the very air in the room vibrate.Slowly, the nine dragon-veins on the pearl began to glow with a pulsing, golden light."Look!" one of the sisters whispered, pointing at Leah’s chest.Underneath the skin of Leah’s sternum, something moved.It was a rhythmic, sickening bulge, as if a second heart was trying to beat its way out. The grey discoloration on her face deepened into a bruised purple, and her eyes suddenly flew open—not with consciousness, but with a terrifying, blank red glow."Gah—!" Leah let out a guttural, inhuman shriek, her body arching off the bed with such force that the mahogany frame groaned."Hold her!" Alistair barked.He lowered the pearl until it was barely an inch from her skin. The golden light intensified, turni
Chapter 188: Don't let go
Alistair moved through the guards like a ghost through a graveyard.He didn't use flashy kicks or powerful punches; he used their own momentum against them, striking pressure points with the butt of the baton and his free hand.In less than ten seconds, all six guards were on the floor.None were dead, but all were paralyzed, clutching limbs that refused to obey them or gasping for air as their diaphragms temporarily seized.Alistair stood in the center of the carnage, his breathing perfectly even, not a single hair out of place.He tossed the stolen baton onto the pile of documents Adam was holding."Your security is as mediocre as your incense, Jonah," Alistair remarked.The room was paralyzed with shock.Adam looked at his brother, then at the fallen guards, and finally at Alistair with a newfound sense of awe—and a hint of terror.Jonah backed away until he hit the wall, his face pale. "W-Who... what are you?"Alistair walked toward him, each step echoing like a funeral knell. "Yo
Chapter 187: A meddling piece of shit
“What gave you the right to think you could speak to me? Do you think I won't dare to have your tongue cut out this instant!” Jonah bellowed, his gaze filled with fury. Alistair chuckled. “Your aggression is quite telling, Mister Smith.”“What do you mean by that?” Jonah questioned, prepared to command the guards to attack Alistair if he spoke out of turn,. “Jonah, that's enough,” Adam said, bringing the verbal confrontation to a close. “I have agreed for Grandmaster Zen to do what he wants to do to save my family. Don't worry, if anything happens, I will bear the consequences.”Jonah snorted. “Fine then, since you've decided to send your wife and kids to an early grave, count me out. I'm leaving.”“Jonah.” The other Smith family members tried to stop Jonah, but Jonah remained stubborn.“Before I go however, you'll have , to sign these documents,” Jonah said, taking out a few papers as he approached Adam. “I wouldn't want to come around after your family is dead to have you sign the
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