2025-10-06 02:00:41Tyson sat listlessly in solitary confinement, the madness in his eyes gradually fading, but the anger in his heart still burning fiercely.
He despised the reality that he had been so foolish in the past, oblivious to everything.
In the past, to prevent his father from being disturbed, he always acted as if he didn't exist. To avoid threatening his brother as an heir, he relinquished all his opportunities. To ensure his sister wouldn't be shunned by others, he took the initiative to keep his distance.
Yet, his sacrifices meant nothing. Worse yet, he was to be killed.
"Why do you think someone in my family wants to kill me?" Tyson asked the system.
Before the system could answer, Tyson guessed first, "It must be my brother, right? He wants to kill me because he cares so much about the De Leon family name, whereas my existence only tarnishes it."
[Possibly.]
Hearing the system's response, Tyson pondered again but couldn't find another answer.
He sighed deeply for the umpteenth time, closed his eyes, and said to reassure himself, "Whoever it is, they are the ones who made me like this. I will take away what they value most."
"My father cherishes his position in the De Leon family as the head because it gives him power, so I will take it from him. My brother cares deeply about the De Leon family, its reputation, and his status, so I will ruin it. As for my sister...."
Tyson fell silent. He didn't know what his sister valued most, but he knew that she was largely responsible for shaping him into who he was now.
Yes, his sister was the one who quietly pushed him to become melancholic and withdrawn, the weakest and most powerless in his family.
"My sister is very skilled at manipulating others' feelings...."
After saying that, he fell asleep. The next day, Tyson spent the entire day contemplating what he would do next, while the system also informed him of some important information. Whether it was open information or classified information.
When he went out the next morning, Tyson couldn't wait to return to his cell and clean himself up, then go get some food. He was very hungry.
"You're still alive," someone said mockingly when they saw Tyson.
The problems in the special room were unknown to ordinary prisoners, so no one knew that Tyson was no longer the Tyson who was easily intimidated, even if his posture hadn't changed much.
Tyson ignored them and walked past. He didn't even realize someone was talking to him.
Annoyed at being ignored, the person grabbed Tyson's shoulder, and a few people blocked his path.
"Yo, besides being a coward, are you deaf and blind now too?"
Tyson stared at the man, Brother J's right-hand man, who usually enjoyed tormenting him. There was a dark disgust in his eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" the man retorted sharply. It wasn't just him who could feel a change in Tyson, but no one cared.
To them, Tyson was still the coward who would cry and plead when intimidated.
"Don't block my way," Tyson said nonchalantly, pushing the man aside, startling those who saw it.
Someone even said, "Are you brave now? Don't you remember what you looked like that night?"
"Hey, hey, don't tell me you've been reborn?"
Tyson closed his eyes for a moment, then when he opened them again, he grabbed the man's arm in front of him, twisted it, and pushed him against the wall. It was all done in one swift motion, then he whispered, "Enjoy being Brother J's whore?"
"W-what... what are you saying? Nonsense!"
"Yo, don't get mad. I know everything. Last night, in the backyard-"
"Shut up!" As the man shouted, several people beside him tried to attack Tyson, but they were easily defeated.
The corridor suddenly became crowded. Some prisoners who had been in the cafeteria came out to see what was happening, while others heading to the cafeteria stopped when they saw the fight.
However, this time, the outcome of the fight exceeded their expectations.
"Is he still the guy we knew?"
"Doesn't seem like that coward, right?"
"Oh, oh, am I seeing things? Isn't he usually the one being bullied, why is he like this now?"
"Shh, here comes Brother J..."
Brother K stopped them, but he didn't blame Tyson or defend his men. Although he wasn't there last night, he had enough connections with the Big Boss's people to know what had happened. He wasn't as foolish as his friends.
Clearly, someone who could defeat so many people couldn't be ordinary, they must be insane.
Tyson, who managed to take down half of them, despite receiving some wounds to his face, still grinned and wiped the corners of his mouth without emotion.
"I'm no longer patient and tolerant," Tyson said as he walked away under the gaze of various people.
He wasn't actually strong, he just no longer held back and had no fear, so he could face them confidently.
Taking his food and sitting in a less conspicuous place, Tyson paid no attention to the people whispering about him.
Some people came to sit at his table. Someone reached out to touch his shoulder, but Tyson gripped the person's wrist first. As Tyson touched the person, scenes flashed through his mind like a film.
He suddenly widened his eyes, it was a big secret.
The person in front of him shouldn't be ordinary.
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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
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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