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The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 148, sword of Aeges
Chapter one hundred and forty eight; The sword of Aeges Chris awoke to the soft light of morning filtering through the curtains of Connor’s modest studio apartment. He lay still for a moment, gathering his thoughts, before slowly sitting up on the couch where he had spent the night. The room was quiet, with only the faint sounds of the city outside reaching his ears.He glanced around, noticing that Connor was still not back. His gaze fell upon the sword he had brought inside the previous night, now resting against the wall near the door.Something was different about the sword. Chris narrowed his eyes as he noticed a faint glow emanating from the blade. The once steel-grey weapon now shimmered with a soft, almost ethereal light, a color he had never seen it emit before. Intrigued, he leaned forward, examining the blade closely. The glow pulsed gently, as if the sword was alive, responding to some unseen force.Chris’s hand instinctively went to his shoulder, where the bullet ha
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 149; Financial Crimes unit
Chapter one hundred and forty nine; Financial crimes unit Connor drove in silence, his mind still occupied with the events of the previous night. The tension of dealing with both the criminal elements and the more personal situation involving Chris and Emily had left him with little sleep. As he approached the school where Emily had her internship, he glanced over at her. She sat quietly in the passenger seat, her face pale, her usual energy subdued.“Are you sure you don’t want to go in today?” Connor asked, his voice gentle but concerned. “You’ve never missed a day before.”Emily shook her head, her gaze fixed out the window. “I just… I need a break, Connor. Yesterday was too much. I’ll be fine, I just need some time to process everything.”Connor nodded, understanding. Emily was tough, but even she needed time to recover from the shock of what had happened. “Alright, you can stay home today. Get some rest.”“Thanks, Connor,” Emily said softly, her voice laced with exhaustion.Co
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 150, The commissioner of police
Chapter one hundred and fifty; Commissioner of police Jerry Paul had every reason to celebrate. The financial symposium had been a resounding success, far surpassing his expectations. Throughout the event, he had mingled with top investors, CEOs, and other influential figures, solidifying his status as a key player in the financial world. His bank, the Great Bank, had garnered significant attention, with new partnerships formed and visibility greatly enhanced. The money that poured in from these deals was staggering, a testament to his shrewd business acumen and careful planning.The night was one of triumph, and Jerry was not about to let it end quietly. Instead of going home, he decided to hit one of the city’s most exclusive bars to celebrate his achievements. He invited Professor Samuel, his long-time associate and confidant, to join him. Together, they reveled in their success, drinking toasts to their future endeavors and the empires they were building. The bar was luxuri
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 151, Sinclair acting strangely
Chapter one hundred and fifty one; Sinclair acting strangely Sinclair hung up the phone with Chris, her mind abuzz with thoughts of the sword he had mentioned. The moment she placed the phone down, she made a beeline for the study, determination etched on her face. The morning sun streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow on the meticulously organized space, but Sinclair had no time to appreciate the beauty of the room.She began pulling books from the shelves, her usually calm demeanor replaced by a sense of urgency that puzzled even her. The study, once pristine, was soon in disarray. Books piled on the desk, papers scattered across the floor as she searched frantically for anything related to ancient weaponry. She barely noticed the soft sound of footsteps as two of her maids entered the room, drawn by the commotion.“Miss Sinclair, is there something you’re looking for? We can help,” one of them offered, concern in her voice.But Sinclair barely glanced up, her
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 152; antidote for shadow disciples
Chapter one hundred and fifty two; antidote for shadow disciples As Chris left the store, with Sinclair’s father’s books tucked under his arm, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Glancing at the screen, he saw Jack Stone’s name flashing. The memory of their last encounter flickered in his mind, Jack had had kept to his word which made him reliable, but there was an urgency in his voice that made Chris pick up immediately. “Jack,” Chris greeted, his tone steady despite the flutter of concern in his chest. “Chris,” Jack replied, his voice strained. “We’ve got a situation. You remember the elixir that kept people loyal to the Shadow Cult? The one we took , the master’s Bind Elixir,’ I believe it was called?” Chris’s grip on the phone tightened slightly as the memories of that day came rushing back. The Master’s Bind Elixir was a potent concoction, one that had ensnared the minds of many, ensuring their unwavering loyalty to the Shadow Cult. Chris had given Jack stone the antidote wh
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 153: Final meeting before launching
Chapter one hundred and fifty three; Final meeting before launching.It was late in the evening, and the MTD office was starting to empty as employees finished their work and headed home. The warm glow of the setting sun filtered through the large windows, casting long shadows across Chris’s desk as he reviewed the final details of his day. But there was one more meeting on his schedule before he could call it a night.Sandra Philips walked into his office, her footsteps barely making a sound on the polished floor. Dressed in a sleek navy suit, she carried herself with the poise of a seasoned professional, her sharp eyes scanning the room before they settled on Chris. She closed the door behind her quietly, ensuring their conversation would remain private.“Brother Chris “ she greeted him, a hint of tension in her voice. They both knew the stakes of this meeting were high. “Sandra, thanks for coming,” Chris replied, motioning for her to take a seat across from him. As she sat down
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 154; photograph and dresses
Chapter one hundred and fifty four; photograph. And dresses. Chris made a quick stop on his way to work, knowing he had something important to hand over to Connor. As he pulled into the parking lot near Connor’s station, he could see his friend already waiting for him, leaning against his car with a look of anticipation. Chris got out of his vehicle, holding a small envelope in his hand. "Connor," Chris greeted, walking over to him. "Chris," Connor replied, his tone serious. "You said you had something for me?" Without another word, Chris handed him the envelope. Connor opened it and pulled out a photograph. It was a clear, candid shot of the Commissioner of Police standing next to Jerry Paul. The two men were deep in conversation, their expressions a mix of familiarity and confidence. It was a picture that spoke volumes. Connor's eyes widened slightly as he studied the photo. "This is… unexpected." Chris nodded, his expression grave. "It’s a subtle warning, Connor. Be carefu
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 155 Ancient blades
Chapter one hundred and fifty five; Ancient blades As Chris sat down to study the first of the two ancient books Sinclair had given him, he felt a sense of anticipation. The book was bound in dark, weathered leather, its edges worn smooth by the passage of time. The cover bore intricate designs—swirling patterns that seemed to shimmer faintly in the light, hinting at the secrets within. The title, written in an ancient script, was barely legible, but Chris could make out the words: ‘Ancient Blades: A Compendium of Historical Swords and Weapons' He opened the book carefully, the pages brittle with age. The first few pages were filled with dense text, written in the same ancient script. As he read, he realized the book was a comprehensive guide to cultivation weapons, there are artifacts imbued with powerful energies that grew stronger with their wielder. These weapons were not merely tools; they were extensions of the cultivator's soul, evolving as their master did, unlocking n
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