2026-04-12 23:59:39
Previous Chapter
Latest Chapter
THIRTY SIX: VESSEL
The first thing Cai noticed was the silence. Next, he spotted Shane.Shane was down on his hands and knees, knuckles white against the grey stone beneath him, breathing fast and shallow. The blanket he had wrapped himself in was nowhere to be seen. His phone screen was off. He looked up at Cai, desperately trying to keep his eyes rational, and failing completely."Shane," Cai said, sounding controlled in that way people do right before they completely lose it. “where are we?”It wasn’t really a question. It was more of a statement that demanded an answer.Cai glanced around.Something was off. The skyline was familiar: the towers, the smooth glass, the elevated train lines he had started to memorize over the last few weeks. Everything was there and recognizable. But all the color had been pulled away, like thread from fabric, leaving behind only grey, ash, and vague shapes. Buildings faded into a white void at their tops, almost like the architects had just stopped caring. The stre
THIRTY FIVE
Chapter 35: Morning After, Mountain BoyAt six in the morning, Andrew’s penthouse resembled something between a crime scene and the aftermath of a wild celebration, courtesy of an overly enthusiastic uncle who thought his nephew’s big social face-off with two city heirs warranted at least three more rounds of something fancy.Empty glasses littered almost every surface. A half-eaten bowl of noodles sat neglected on the coffee table, and somehow, one of Andrew's designer Italian loafers had ended up precariously balanced on the third shelf of the bookshelf. No one could quite figure out how it had gotten there, and at the moment, no one was in any shape to ask.Andrew was sprawled face down on the couch, still dressed in his rumpled suit. One arm dangled over the edge, his fingers twitching sporadically, and his hair looked as if it had been through a wind tunnel and just abandoned.Cai, on the other hand, was sitting on the floor with his back against the couch, wide awake. He wasn’
THIRTY FOUR
Chapter 34: The Girl Who Doesn't BreakThe Pavano estate looked peaceful from the outside.With tall hedgerows, iron gates, and a fountain in the courtyard that flowed all night since the matriarch thought the sound of running water kept bad spirits at bay.Yura found it ironic, considering that the worst spirit in the house was Sable Pavano, who always flaunted her designer kitten heels.The dining room had this ivory and gold decor that screamed wealth but also felt like it had memories attached. Yura sat at the far end of the table, sitting up straight, her fork and knife lined up perfectly on her plate. She'd learned that Sable noted every little flaw she could. So Yura did her best to be above criticism.It still didn’t help.“You smell like a club,” Sable said cheerfully, barely glancing up from her soup.“I was preparing for a gathering,” Yura said, keeping her tone even. “Emily Wentworth’s small party.”Now that got Sable's attention. At twenty-six, five years older than Yur
THIRTY THREE
The atmosphere in the Arrows' main estate was filled with silence, almost suffocating. Inside the grand study, the only sound was the painfully slow ticking of Silas Arrows clock that had been in the same spot for years. Silas Arrows, the family patriarch whose name evoked both fear and respect in Lume City's elite meetings, sat behind his desk, motionless. He hadn’t budged in ten minutes, but he didn't need to. Just his presence was enough to make the walls feel like they were closing in. Cyril stood in the center of the room, looking a mess in his wrinkled designer suit, his hair disheveled, and his lip swollen from Darren's last desperate punch. He resembled a man who'd been dragged through a hedge backward, but the real damage was in the glare from his grandfather. By the window, Grant Arrows cast a shadow against the glittering city lights. He looked completely composed, a stark contrast to his son’s shaking figure. Grant didn’t seem angry; he looked worn out, lik
The Pavilion
The crash of a heavy crystal vase hitting the floor cut through the music like a knife. This wasn’t some neat, movie-style brawl; it was a messy, frantic struggle between two guys who had spent far too long pretending to be above everyone else.Darren's hands gripped Cyril’s tie, his face twisted in fury. "You think I’m an idiot, Cyril? I did all your dirty work! I was like your shadow while you were busy texting my girlfriend behind my back!""Get off me, you uncultured pig!" Cyril spat, trying to push Darren away, but in that moment, his polished demeanor was no match for Darren’s wild jealousy."I know about the gambling debts!" Darren shouted, voice raised enough that even the guests at the back stopped chatting. "That 'Arrows Foundation' for the poor? It’s just a front for all the cash you lose at those private tables. You’re a fraud, Cyril! You’re as much of a loser as this local boy!"A few feet away, Cai stood with his arms crossed, watching the chaos unfold near the buffet w
THIRTY ONE: Birthday Boy
The Wentworth Pavilion rose high above the city, a shimmering glass structure that sparkled like a diamond. Inside, the atmosphere buzzed with the lively chatter of the city’s elite.Cai stepped in alongside Shane, his footsteps make sound on the tiled floor. Wearing a midnight-blue designer suit that hugged his tall frame just right, he felt lost in thought.Yura and Gojak didn't come along with them. Yura had an emergency with her family and her Gojak went to tye countryside to tend to his sick grandmother."I’m telling you, Cai, if you walked like that in the city center, you’d have a fan club in no time," Shane murmured, his eyes wide as he took in the lavish surroundings. "You look like you belong here."Cai offered a faint, distracted smile. "I can’t help but think about my old master. If he could see me now, he’d probably whack me with his wooden staff for flaunting something that cost more than his whole temple. He always said I was better suited for sweeping floors than anyth
You may also like
The Least Common Denominator
MokouFriedChicken27.1K viewsDemons Battle
Princez16.9K viewsThe Pervert Mage: First Peek
Kurt Dp.18.6K viewsSwordsman Chronicles: Art of the Sword
Kurt Dp.20.4K viewsI Was Reincarnated In The Viceroyalty Era With My Harem
Haisen X265 viewsTHE ALCHEMIST LEDGER: SOUL CULTIVATION
KJS166 viewsTHE FALLEN BILLIONAIRE BUILDING A DEAD ZONE EMPIRE
Wednesday Adaire236 viewsFROSTBORN: Rise of the dark legend
A251 views