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Chapter 166
Author: Stherie Night
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The emergency lights hadn’t come on when Orion’s body completely collapsed to the floor. Tyson didn’t waste a second.

He knelt, making sure Orion’s breathing was stable, then pulled the dark hoodie off the man’s body. His movements were quick and practiced. Then he swapped shoes, changed pants, even adjusted the way the sleeves were folded and the position of the shoulders.

At most, ten minutes, that was the window before the system would reactivate and everything would go chaotic.

Tyson dragged Orion to the desk chair in front of the computer. He sat him upright, propping the back with additional supports, tied his wrists to the chair’s arms, then secured his ankles to the desk legs. His head was tilted slightly forward, as if focused on the screen.

The hoodie he had been wearing, now on Orion, was pulled low to cover part of his face.

From a distance, from the angle of a camera that was now off, Orion looked like he was just working, a convincing enough illusion.

Noise began to come
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  • Chapter 166

    The emergency lights hadn’t come on when Orion’s body completely collapsed to the floor. Tyson didn’t waste a second.He knelt, making sure Orion’s breathing was stable, then pulled the dark hoodie off the man’s body. His movements were quick and practiced. Then he swapped shoes, changed pants, even adjusted the way the sleeves were folded and the position of the shoulders.At most, ten minutes, that was the window before the system would reactivate and everything would go chaotic.Tyson dragged Orion to the desk chair in front of the computer. He sat him upright, propping the back with additional supports, tied his wrists to the chair’s arms, then secured his ankles to the desk legs. His head was tilted slightly forward, as if focused on the screen.The hoodie he had been wearing, now on Orion, was pulled low to cover part of his face.From a distance, from the angle of a camera that was now off, Orion looked like he was just working, a convincing enough illusion.Noise began to come

  • Chapter 165

    The moment that hand clamped down on his shoulder, Tyson’s body moved faster than his mind.His arm snapped up, catching the wrist before the pressure could fully settle. With one sharp pull, he twisted his torso slightly to the side, wrenching the man’s arm into an unnatural angle.A sharp intake of breath was heard, followed by a strangled groan that turned into a shout as Tyson used the momentum.He rose from the chair in one fluid motion, his shoulder slamming into his opponent’s chest. The man’s balance collapsed. Their bodies spun briefly before both went down, but Tyson was already on top.Tyson’s elbow pressed into the man’s chest, one knee locking his waist in place, while the arm was still twisted back at a punishing angle. The pressure was precise, enough to immobilize, no more, no less.The man screamed in pain, his breathing ragged, anger and humiliation blending into one. His voice echoed through the cramped room, loud enough to trigger chaos.Seconds later, the door bur

  • Chapter 164

    Tyson was moved out of that room without many words. His head was covered tightly again, dark fabric wrapping around his vision, erasing direction and distance.It was not without reason. Slyvn had heard, and read, about Tyson’s past four years ago, about his involvement with the police and the unconventional methods he supposedly possessed, a strange way of “knowing” things.Whether it was instinct, pattern recognition, or something else that could not be explained by simple logic, Slyvn had no intention of taking risks.As a precaution, all possibilities of direct contact were cut off.Tyson was not allowed to see. He was not allowed to recognize voices. He was not allowed to catch any details that could be stored in his mind.His hands were also bound behind his back throughout the transfer, fully restricting his movement.When the covering was finally removed, Tyson was already inside a room clearly designed not for comfort, but for function.A work desk stood in the middle of the

  • Chapter 163

    Under Slyvn’s contemplative gaze and the undisguised aura of violence emanating from his subordinates, Tyson remained seated with the same calm, almost relaxed demeanor.“If you doubt me,” Tyson finally said, his voice low but clear, “you can look into me in Valenbourg.”Slyvn stared at him without expression.“My business. My official trail,” Tyson continued. Then, with the same calm, he mentioned, “Ravenhart.”He lifted his shoulders slightly, as if talking about something trivial.“Unlike before, this time my existence isn’t completely concealed. So I think it won’t be difficult for you to find information about Ravenhart.”It wasn’t a bluff. It was a cold calculation. In a situation like this, where he could die at any moment, Tyson could only offer something bigger, and Ravenhart was one of them.It wasn’t that he was afraid of dying; it was just that his main goal had not yet been achieved. Not to mention, he missed someone.Slyvn did not respond immediately. His eyes remained f

  • Chapter 162

    Time moved slowly in that room. For almost half a day, Tyson was left alone, accompanied only by the sofa, the surveillance cameras, and a deliberately imposed silence. His body remained relaxed, his back leaning against the seat, shoulders lowered as if he did not care. Yet his leg, slowly and repeatedly moving, betrayed one small thing.Impatience.It was not a mistake. Quite the opposite, it was intentional.Tyson knew exactly what kind of man Slyvn Grande was. A man who enjoyed control, who deliberately made his targets wait until their patience was slowly worn down.So Tyson allowed that small crack to show. Just a little, of course, enough to make the man let his guard down. Enough to create the illusion that his composure was beginning to fracture.The door finally opened.Slyvn Grande walked in with an unhurried stride, followed by his right-hand man and several of his subordinates. Their presence filled the room, rough, yet restrained by their leader’s authority.Slyvn sat d

  • Chapter 161

    Mr. Hale stared at Anna with a probing gaze, sharp and calculating, as if trying to pierce through her outermost layer. He said nothing, allowing the silence to hang between them once more. But Anna did not flinch.Her face remained calm, her posture steady. For three years with Tyson, she had learned many things, most of all how to remain standing under pressure.That man had dragged her into situations far more dangerous and exhausting, far more irritating than a mere investigative stare like this. Compared to everything she had seen and experienced, this moment was almost meaningless. She returned the gaze without defiance.A few seconds later, Anna finally spoke.“I was only asking because from your intention to make Tyson the new head of Aelius Group, it means that this position is not inherited based on blood relations or kinship.”Mr. Hale narrowed his eyes slightly, listening.“And also,” Anna continued calmly, “it means it doesn’t have to be someone who has been inside the g

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