The return of the underestimated imperial master

Chapter 9

Half an hour later, Reed arrived at Cornell Snow's residence and stared at it from a distance.

Blood money. Lavished items. Underrated Criminals.

Were the thoughts that crept slowly into him as he scoffed. He watched wealthy men glide their expensive cars into the private white mansion.

He'd been here once to deliver a set of files to Cornell when he was still his subordinate . But now, he was here for a different reason- to surprise them with his presence and ‘gift’.

They dared to throw a party after what they did?

The thought of the bodyguard, the old man he helped earlier, crept into him again and he shook his head.

That would be too easy of a punishment to give to someone that tormented his brother for three years.

THEY WOULD BEG ON THEIR KNEES!

Sharon! Cornell! Just you wait until you see me. He thought, a malicious sneer tugged at the corner of his lips as he walked forward confidently with his hands roughly shoved into the pocket of his faded, cheap jeans.

However, just as he reached the entrance, he wasn't surprised to see a long queue of guests, each displaying their invitation cards at the counter as a valid means of entry.

Without hesitation, Reed joined the queue.

“Mrs Cornell must be the luckiest woman alive, being with Mr Cornell!’

“I wish I were her”

“I heard they've been together for so long!”

“Just look at that sculpture - it's breathtaking!”

At the mention of the sculpture, Reed turned sideways to see a golden human figure displayed on the centre table.

A dark grin crept across his face.

When I am done with you all, the sculpture will be bathed in your blood.

“Who are you?”

A voice asked, jolting him from his thoughts while he looked up to see a security personnel look at him with pure disgust.

“I'm here to see Sharon and Cornell. I'm sure they are already here at the venue.” Reed retorted sharply and coldly.

At once, the man's face became twisted with offence and anger.

At first, the other guests were too distracted to notice what was going on.

“How dare you say their names casually? Do you even know who they are? With just a snap of my fingers, you'll be behind bars”

“I'd love to see you try,” Reed replied nonchalantly as he looked ahead, waiting for his turn.

Only then did the man snap his fingers and two other personnel walked in.

Speaking into his walkie-talkie, the man continued “Suspected thief on-site. Send backup!”

That moment, all eyes darted towards them only to notice that the wretched man had been standing among them all these while.

“Take him away from here!”

“How did he manage to enter?”

Reed, who seemed unfazed, responded calmly, “I hope you won't regret what you are doing!”

The security personnel now visibly enraged and slapped Reed across his face.

However, the man's frown deepened as he gently touched his cheek but still, he said nothing.

This was the least of his problems.

“Regret? You will be the one to regret this, you beggar! Do you think this place is a place for thieves? If you wanted food, you could have just asked and…”

“For the last time, I am not a thief!”

Reed interrupted coldly as they grabbed his arms and began escorting him towards the detonation cell.

It turned out that they had secretly prepared for the thieves that would definitely come around to disturb the peace of the party and had created a temporary cell in the mansion.

“You are a threat to the guests here, so, you won't be allowed to ruin this gathering with your nonsense, you wretched man!”

The man continued.

“Do you think this place is meant for you?” Another security officer asked.

Reed knew he could have easily used his powers at any moment but like the civilised man that he was, he was willing to see how far they would go.

After all, the party was yet to boom.

“Stop!”

A sharp voice erupted through the hallway just as the cell door was about to be opened.

The officers turned to see a woman stand there with her expression cold and commanding.

Dressed in all black, her boots echoed on the commanding floor, excluding power. Reed instantly assumed that she was their superior.

“Hands off!”

She snapped.

The guards hesitated as they looked at each other, uncertainly.

“Boss, it's a thief. We caught him. He's disturbing the guests and…”

“I SAID HANDS OFF!”