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Yes, his sister was the one who quietly pushed him to become melancholic and withdrawn, the weakest and most powerless in his family.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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Tyson walked leisurely down the long, quiet corridor.His steps were steady, neither fast nor slow. As if nothing in this world could truly disturb his rhythm. The dim lights reflected faintly on the floor, following his calm-moving shadow until he finally stopped at the end of the corridor.The balcony’s glass door opened with a light push.The night air greeted him immediately. The city in the distance shimmered with lights that looked far away, like another world that had nothing to do with this place.Tyson leaned against the balcony railing.His hand pulled out a cigarette, the movement automatic, almost without thought. A small flame lit up, then went out as the tip of the cigarette began to glow.He took a deep breath.A thin stream of smoke slowly left his lips, blending into the darkness of the night.At some point, this habit had begun to feel too frequent. Not a necessity, not a full dependence either. More like something that appeared unconsciously.A few seconds passed in
Chapter 180
Before Slyvn could react, Nick turned to the staff member first and asked, “How long?”“Seconds, sometimes a minute. Then it goes back to normal,” the staff replied. “But… it happens again at another table. Like it’s moving.”The error didn’t stay in one place. That was what made it more unsettling. If the system crashed completely, they could shut down the floor and call it maintenance. But random errors that appeared and disappeared created something far more dangerous because it gave the impression that the casino wasn’t stable.Slyvn stood, trying to remain calm. He straightened himself and asked, “Who saw it?”“Two VIP players have already complained. They said their credit numbers dropped on their own before returning. We refunded them and apologized, but—”“But they’ve already told other people,” Slyvn cut in coldly.The staff member didn’t answer.On the floor below, small chaos was already beginning to take shape. Dealers were calling supervisors. Supervisors were calling tec
Chapter 179
The rumor did not stop at the point Tyson set; it did not walk, it ran and grew faster.On the first day, the whispers still sounded like exclusive conversations among people who felt they were inside the circle. By the second day, it had turned into a wild current that could no longer be traced to its source.In the private lounges of luxury hotels, on private jets, at restaurant tables that only accepted reservations with codes, the name Grande began to be mentioned in a different tone.Not anger, not panic, worse than that was doubt.“That casino holding payouts is Grande, right?”“That’s what I heard.”“I don’t care about rumors. But I’m not putting eight digits on a table that makes me wait.”The sentences were short and rational. They even sounded reasonable. No one felt like they were spreading rumors. They felt like they were making smart financial decisions.And that was enough to destroy any foundation.Within two days, the visitation pattern changed drastically.VIP tables
Chapter 178
Slyvn most likely saw this as his only window of opportunity. In the casino, in his own territory, after a conversation that had clearly ended badly. He didn’t know when Tyson would appear within reachable distance again.Men like Slyvn don’t like uncertainty.So he bought certainty.Paid someone. Turned an accident into a weapon. If it worked, it was just traffic news. If it failed at least he had tried.Cain lifted his head.“If this is true, he just declared war.”Tyson leaned back in his chair.“No,” he said quietly. “He just admitted he’s afraid.”That was worse, and the room fell silent again.Cain stared at Tyson longer now. Something had shifted in the way he saw the man, not just as someone protected by Aelius, but as the gravitational center of the conflict to come.“What’s your move?” Cain asked finally.His tone no longer tried to restrain anything. He had accepted the storm couldn’t be prevented. Now all that remained was choosing where to stand.Tyson’s gaze hardened sli
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Chapter 177 The truck did not slow down. The red light reflected on its windshield like a smear of blood. In the next fraction of a second, the world felt like it was moving too fast and too slow at the same time.A sedan from the right lane had just entered the intersection when the truck slammed into its side.The sound of impact didn’t sound like ordinary metal. It was a tear. Steel folded inward, glass exploded into a rain of crystals, and the car lifted halfway off the ground before being violently spun by the momentum.Inside Tyson’s car, time seemed to stop.Anna gripped Tyson’s wrist so hard her nails dug into his skin. Her breathing was ragged and her body frozen, eyes locked onto the crash as if she couldn’t blink.Tyson didn’t pull his hand away. He didn’t even look at the wrist that throbbed with pain. His focus stayed forward, on the point of impact that should have been their position a few seconds earlier.They had just escaped death.Several seconds passed in silence
Chapter 176
Slyvn remained seated after the door closed. The first second felt empty. The second felt too long.By the third second, something he rarely admitted even to himself crept upward a thin panic, cold, like needles under the skin.The room felt narrower without Tyson’s presence. The man’s last words still hung in the air, as if refusing to disappear.Slyvn realized his jaw had hardened. His fingers tapped the arm of the sofa once, twice, then stopped.The panic quickly reshaped itself into irritation.His expression darkened.“Bastard,” he muttered quietly.He stood abruptly, his steps short but sharp as he turned toward the door. In his head, a map of possibilities was already moving fast.Tyson was not the type to threaten loudly. People like that didn’t need to shout. They simply moved, and when they moved, everyone else had to run.Slyvn dragged a hand roughly across his face.“I have to close this before he opens everything,” he said quietly, more to himself. “Even if it costs one ex
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