The Return of Ares The God of War

The Corneredup

As loud as the gasp shared by the crowd was, the only ones Jayden paid attention to were Elsie's and his sister's.

They both watched in plain horror the scene that had just taken place in front of them. He hated how he had to show them that part of him immediately after he returned.

If only all those idiots knew their places and stopped trying to get on his nerves. Only then would he have no reason to fight, but they were all plain ignorant.

The Bassett family weren't the kind of people to allow themselves to be looked down on by anyone, especially not someone they condemned as a useless son-in-law.

Elsie was very much aware of what her family used to be capable of and the only reason she had been afraid was because of Jayden's fate in their hands.

Those people were all a bunch of greedy bullies, like vile creatures that weren't even supposed to exist!

They were rich and had connections from both good and bad sources. Every single Bassett was worse than the other when it came to their evil hearts. The desperate ones were the worst!

No one was more desperate for power and respect than Justin Wick, a man who had spent the years joining the family seeking power.

How would Jayden expect to survive now when they were standing in a room filled with every single person that worked under Justin Wick?

Even if they didn't attack them now, they had made themselves potential enemies of these people already, and they would be the target of each one of them!

A hand squeezed hers, and she emerged from her thoughts. Her eyes glistened under the dim lighting of the room as she stared worriedly into Jayden's eyes.

"Jayden," she called out his name in anguish. "We have to get out of here before it's too late, I mean, it's already too late, but if we want to keep our heads attached to our bodies today, then please! Let us leave right now!" Years glistened in her knowing and fearful eyes.

Jayden looked at the disgusted men in the room, he would pay a good sum for the pleasure of beating them up to a pulp!

If he stayed, he could enjoy that luxury for free! But it would be selfish of him to ignore her desperate pleas to leave that room and the hotel entirely. She must obviously have grown sick from being around such people in such an environment.

"I can assure you," he said to her, "that even if we stay and fight, we will keep our heads attached to our bodies for a very long time. But I'll do as you say, we can leave if you want us to."

"Yes! Yes please let's do that." She responded sharply.

In the entire world, his family had been narrowed down-- unfortunately though-- to the two women he had by his side and he needed to do whatever they requested of him to keep them safe and happy all the time.

He held both women close and turned around to leave the room.

Some men had rushed towards Justin Wick to make sure the man hadn't died from the impact of the kick. Realizing that he was alive and very conscious, they helped him up to stand on his two wobbly feet.

Since Jayden had decided to leave, they thought they'd let him do as he pleased as long as he didn't trash their properties.

The manager gritted his teeth in anger as he saw how soaked Justin Wick was with all the expensive bottles of wine he had shattered.

Why didn't he fly towards the wall instead?' He thought to himself.

It would have been easier to fix a broken wall. The wines all put together would lead to an outrageous amount of millions that Justin Wick couldn't pay.

If he demanded the man pay for it, he would be demanding more than Justin's entire net worth!

"You!" Justin cried out angrily. He spat out blood and wiped his mouth. "You think you can leave just like that?!" He wheezed and coughed while rubbing his stomach, which seriously ached.

Small pieces of the bottle of wine had pierced into his skin and he felt his body ache over, but he was too angry to pay attention to the pain he was feeling.

"I will have your throat slit and feed your body to the street dogs!" He roared. "And I will not only take that worthless, but also your sister as well! They shall serve me day and night until they die!"

Jayden sighed heavily. It was starting to feel like Elsie was asking too much of him to just walk away like that. At least, he ought to have killed Justin Wick right there at that moment.

He realized he had stopped in his tracks when Elsie squeezed his hand. He looked down at her, and she shook her head nervously. Her reaction was to tell him it wasn't worth fighting, not at that moment at least.

He grumbled underneath his voice and continued, deciding not to give Justin the satisfaction of a reaction.

"What are you fooling standing around waiting for?!" Justin growled furiously, glaring at the security team that stood there like statues. "Kill this man already!"

"Yes sir!"

They all rushed towards Jayden, who had pushed Elsie and his sister behind him to face them head on. It was starting to look like the men had gotten in a queue to get themselves beaten up severely.

All of them were definitely no match for the god of war. In a matter of seconds, they had been dealt with and Jayden left the room like he was an honored guest.

Outside the hotel, he stopped and turned to face Elsie. "Elsie, as of now, Ella and I have nowhere to go. Is it alright if we stay at your house?"

For some reason, she seemed reluctant to allow it but then she nodded and told him her address.

Jayden's car was not parked too far, and he led them towards it, but suddenly--

"There! The bloody bastard is over there!" quite a similar voice yelled from behind them.

He turned around, and several cars trooped towards them. Soon, they surrounded them, leaving them with no room for escape.

The voice that had screamed belonged to none other than Kelvin Olsen and Jayden's wife stood by his side. Olivia looked terrified at the sight of him, but her burning eyes were also fueled by rage.

She smirked. "I hate to break it to you Jayden, but your petty reunion party will have to wait."

"Kill them all!" Kelvin hollered.