In the Welch family living room, Eleanor had just returned home and vented her frustrations about the incident in the hospital to her parents."Dad! Mom! Ezra Swanson is despicable! He not only wanted to call off the engagement but also wanted to break ties with our family. He even physically assaulted me when I asked a few questions!"Look at my face; he beat me black and blue. I don't care; you guys must avenge me this time!" Eleanor roared; her blood was boiling. As a daughter of a prestigious family, for her to be dumped and physically assaulted was intolerable."Calm down, Eleanor."Alistair raised his hand to calm her and asked, "This is unlike Ezra; he's usually mature and composed. Did you two have a fight?""How would I know?" Eleanor pouted. "I heard he got injured last night. So this morning, I went to the hospital to visit him. "But when he saw me, he went berserk, hurling insults and even physically attacking me. It's just outrageous!""That's strange." Alistair
Joanne nodded and said, "Eleanor, you go ahead and handle it. I'll need to meet with Ms. Forrest for a chat.""Alright," Eleanor replied."Wait a moment ... What about Dustin? Do we still need to address the situation with him?" Alistair suddenly asked."Absolutely," Eleanor replied, looking frustrated, "He exploited the situation, created discord, and caused our falling out with the Swanson family. He must face the consequences!""To avoid arousing suspicion, we shouldn't deal with this personally. Let's hire someone to take care of it." Joanne suggested."Don't worry, I know how to handle these arrogant men," Eleanor said, her eyes narrowed. "I have my ways!"…Meanwhile, outside Camron Medicals, a car came to a slow stop. Then Dustin and Abigail got out one after the other."Is this your new business, Sir? It looks quite bustling!" Abigail said, observing the scene with an innocent expression.After the commotion from yesterday, Camron Medicals continued to flourish. Variou
Amidst the bustling crowd, Julie strolled in confidently, flaunting a designer bag and expensive high heels. She was accompanied by two attentive male assistants and surrounded by a dozen bodyguards. It looked as if she was a wealthy heiress."Why is she here?" Dustin pondered. After a period of absence, Julie appeared to have undergone a substantial style upgrade, exuding an aura of affluence but lacking refinement. So, she looked more like a nouveau riche."Do you know her, Sir?" inquired Abigail, her curiosity piqued."An old acquaintance, but we're not on good terms," responded Dustin."No wonder ... seeing her face, I already feel uneasy," muttered Abigail, her displeasure evident."People of Camron Medicals, listen up! Get your boss out here; I want to discuss a major deal with her!" Julie declared as she removed her sunglasses, her voice echoing loudly."Hey! Who do you think you are? Don't you understand the concept of first come, first served?" a man in a suit compla
"It's really Sir Mosey's badge! Looks like her status isn't simple!" someone exclaimed."I heard Sir Mosey took in a god-daughter recently. Could it be her?" another speculated.After the gold badge was revealed, the crowd was buzzing with discussion. Ordinary members of the Mosey family didn't have the privilege of receiving such a badge. It was reserved for those highly favored by Seamus. This elevated the woman's status even higher."Ms. Mosey, I apologize! I was wrong!" the man in the suit realized his mistake and immediately knelt, panic-stricken. "I was blind and spoke out of turn. Please forgive my rudeness, Ms. Mosey!""Humph! Now you're scared? Why didn't you act this way earlier?" Julie raised her head high, reveling in the deferential gazes. What was a scion of a prestigious family compared to her? They still had to bow down before her. This was real power!"Ms. Mosey, I know I was wrong! I won't dare behave so arrogant anymore. I have a family to support. Please, h
Julie's expression shifted as she snapped back, "Y-You're out of line!" She added, "Rhys! I'm with the Moseys now. I can't believe you'd be disrespectful. Do you have a death wish?" Unfazed, Dustin shot back, "Cut the crap. We've known each other for a while. I've got you figured out." "Nonsense!" Julie glared, roaring, "You insolent dog! With my status, you'll never make the cut! I order you to kneel and apologize or face the consequences!" "Dream on." Dustin scoffed. "You think climbing the social ladder gives you the right to be a bully?" "So what if I'm a bully? Do you dare go against the Moseys?" Julie proudly displayed a gold badge. "Rhys! Take a good look. What is this?" "Sir Mosey's badge?" With a knowing grin, Dustin asked, "Did you steal it?" The accusation caught Julie off guard, and she struggled to stay composed. The fact was that she actually stole it from Dahlia's room. She thought she could flex a bit with it, but things didn't go as planned when she r
Lana demanded seriously, "Who's causing a ruckus on my turf?" Her strong presence made the tough bodyguards step aside as she passed."Who do you think you are, sticking your nose in my business?" Julie shot back, crossing her arms and defiantly lifting her head. Suddenly, she realized the woman before her was even more stunning, poised, and sophisticated. Julie grew jealous as she looked at Lana."I'm Lana Camron, the chairwoman at Camron Medicals. Everything here falls under my watch," Lana calmly stated."Chairwoman, huh? You showed up at just the right time," Julie pointed at Dustin and declared, "I order you to kick them out immediately and ban them from here!""Kick them out?" Lana looked at Dustin and then back at Julie, saying, "Sorry, I can't do that. Mr. Rhys here is not only my business partner but also a shareholder of Camron Medicals.""What? This guy's actually a shareholder at Camron Medicals?!" Julie was shocked. Dew Balm had recently become a big deal, attract
Amidst the chaos, a sharp slap rang out, catching everyone by surprise. Julie, who had been making a scene just moments ago, now lay on the ground, bewildered and disoriented.The crowd gasped, looking at the scene; their eyes widened in shock. No one expected Dustin to be so bold, daring to lay hands on someone associated with the Moseys.The key thing was that Julie got that gold badge from the Moseys, proof of her high status. For Dustin to slap her was the same as offending Seamus. Was this guy out of his mind?"Y-You really dare to hit me?" Julie clutched her cheek. Her face was a mix of shock, confusion, and disbelief.Ever since she joined the Moseys' circle of influence, she quickly climbed the social ladder. Soon, she became the popular one everyone looked up to. They went along with her, praised her, and did not dare to say anything harsh. However, Dustin dared to slap her in public. What was wrong with this bastard? He was extremely bold to disregard the rules!
After all that tough talk, Julie hesitated. If she stepped back now, she would be like shooting herself in the foot. How could she show her face in the social circle after that? Just as she felt lost, a crisp voice cut through the tension."Ms. Amberson, why use a sledgehammer on a mosquito? Leave this small-time troublemaker to us."Two sharply dressed, beautiful young women strolled in side by side. The one in red exuded arrogance—it was Eleanor Welch! The one in white radiated a cold demeanor—it was Elena Forrest, who had crossed paths with Dustin.Back in Millsburg, down in the Southern Province, these two first crossed paths in kindergarten. Then, they ran into each other again at General Murray's estate stables, causing quite a ruckus. Little did they know that after all these years, they'd meet again right here."Ms. Forrest?" Julie's face brightened upon seeing them. Her backup had arrived."Ms. Amberson, let me introduce you. The lady by my side is the Welch famil
At the Ballard estate, Dustin was warmly welcomed to stay after dinner. This was the first time Natasha had brought her boyfriend home, so the Ballards made a big deal of it.Simon personally accompanied the young couple and invited them to the study to chat over tea. With his sharp eye, Simon could tell Dustin was no ordinary martial artist. His manners, speech, and broad knowledge set him apart from most people."Dustin, I fully support your relationship with Natasha. Your background or status doesn't matter. What matters most is that you two are happy together." Simon paused and said earnestly, "I want you to understand that she's been pampered all her life and hasn't faced much hardship. Now that she's with you, I hope you'll take good care of her.""Don't worry, Mr. Ballard. I would never let her down," Dustin replied sincerely.Though they had known each other for some time and hadn't yet taken their relationship to the next level, they had already made their feelings clear
After hearing Nathaniel's words, Tristan's expression darkened. His brow furrowed as he sank into deep thought.It seemed he had underestimated the situation. He had assumed it was just a simple rivalry between brothers; he hadn't anticipated Seamus seizing the chance to further his own agenda.Seamus already wielded considerable influence. Under the guise of supporting Matthias' ascension to the throne, he had been forming alliances and recruiting talents. His influence had grown to rival the royal family's.If Seamus really supported Matthias' ascension, he'd overshadow the king, and no one would be able to stop him. The worst-case scenario would be Seamus using Matthias as a puppet to overthrow the House of Linsor."Nathaniel, is everything you said true?" Tristan frowned."Absolutely. Every word," Nathaniel replied solemnly. "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can send someone to investigate.""I believe you. But… taking down Seamus won't be easy. Do you have a plan?" Tr
An hour later, Nathaniel quietly entered a private mansion wearing a disguise.Inside the living room, Tristan had already prepared tea and refreshments. He looked as if he had been waiting for a long time."Sorry to have kept you waiting, Tristan." Nathaniel took off his coat and walked forward with a smile."No need to apologize. I'm happy that you made the effort to arrange this. A few extra minutes are nothing, especially since it's rare for us to meet." Tristan gestured for him to sit while he poured two cups of tea and handed one to his brother.Nathaniel accepted the cup and discreetly set it aside. Whenever he was out, he was always cautious about food and drink—this wariness had become second nature."You asked to meet me on short notice. Is this about official matters or something personal?" Tristan took a sip from his cup and got straight to the point."Both," Nathaniel replied, still smiling."Oh?" Tristan raised an eyebrow. "Let's hear it, then.""Given how things
In another luxurious mansion in the Inner City, a female spy dressed in black, cloaked in a hood, was reporting the results of her investigation to Nathaniel."Your Highness, the Moseys have been particularly active recently and are rallying allies. Many of the eight great families and other influential factions have already allied with them. If left unchecked, they'll pose a serious threat to us," she said, kneeling with her head lowered slightly."So the Moseys are backing Matthias, huh?" Nathaniel sat quietly, his expression unreadable."The Moseys have grand ambitions. While they claim to support Prince Matthias, they're merely setting him up as a puppet to rise to power and expand their own influence," she revealed.She had been infiltrating the Moseys' mansion for years and had gained a deep understanding of their operations, from the smallest details to the key players.Though Seamus appeared as a benevolent philanthropist, it was all a façade. Behind closed doors, he was r
That night, two young men sat playing chess inside a secluded mansion in the Inner City. On the left was Anders, who had visited the Ballard estate earlier. Across from him sat Matthias, a broad-shouldered man dressed in richly adorned robes.The game was intense, with fast moves followed by moments of deep thought. About ten minutes later, Anders finally conceded defeat."Anders, you've really improved since we last played. You almost had me there," Matthias said, stroking his beard in mild surprise."You flatter me, Your Highness. My chess skills are nothing compared to yours. If you hadn't gone easy on me, I wouldn't have lasted half as long," Anders replied with a modest smile."You're as smooth with words as ever." Matthias let out a hearty laugh with a look of smug satisfaction. Winning was in his nature—whether in war or on the chessboard, defeat was not an option."Well, we've eaten, and we've played. Let's get to business." With a wave of his hand, he signaled his men t
"Honestly, we shouldn't waste time debating who's better suited to be king. We just need to figure out who's most likely to take the throne," Jensen said matter-of-factly.As a businessman, he only cared about maximizing profit. To him, it didn't matter who sat on the throne but who had the best odds. He felt that backing that person would be the wisest choice."Who's most likely depends on who has the strongest backing," Jonathan said thoughtfully."Oh, right! I forgot to ask—who are the Moseys supporting?" Jovian asked, smacking his forehead. They'd been discussing this for so long but still hadn't figured out where the Moseys stood."My guess is Prince Nathaniel." Jensen narrowed his eyes as he analyzed the situation. "He's close to Anders. With his immense potential and the king's favor, the Moseys might see him as their best bet.""Anders' personal ties can't speak for the entire Mosey family," Jovian countered, shaking his head. "Family interests outweigh personal relationsh
Even without the king's involvement, the ambitious individuals would tear the Ballard family apart and leave nothing behind.If Simon chose the right side and it prevailed, his family could enjoy a century of stability and prosperity. But if he backed the wrong prince, everything could fall apart in a single night.At that moment, he didn't know what to choose. This was a critical decision—one mistake and the entire family could be ruined."Regarding this matter, I need to think it over carefully. I can't give you an answer just yet," Simon said. He knew the stakes were too high. A single misstep could lead to disaster, so he had to be cautious."I understand," Anders replied with a faint smile. "This isn't an easy decision. Still, I hope Your Lordship can decide soon.""Your Lordship, the forces seeking a marriage alliance with the Mosey family aren't limited to your family alone," Zack added coolly. "Don't think you can afford to wait for the highest bidder. Time is running out,
"In response to Your Lordship's question, this marriage alliance between our two families isn't my decision alone—it's also my godfather's and the entire Mosey family's," Anders said with a smile."According to the established rules, marriages between royal bloodlines are forbidden. Have you forgotten?" Simon replied coolly. "Sticking to outdated rules only holds us back," Anders said, shaking his head with a smile.He continued, "Right now, Dragonmarsh is going through a turbulent time—internally and externally. I've also heard the king's health is deteriorating. There are rumors he plans to name a successor and step down soon."With that, Oakvale will likely be in turmoil. When that happens, all the powerful families—the four ancient houses, the eight great families, and other factions—will be dragged into the chaos."That's why I'm hoping our families can form a marriage alliance to navigate the coming crisis together."Simon remained calm and said, "It's natural for the king
"Dad, what do you think?" Jonathan asked, turning to Simon."A guest has arrived, so we can't be rude. Invite them to the living room so we can discuss things properly," Simon replied calmly.Anders represented the Mosey family, and regardless of his intentions, Simon couldn't simply turn him away. As for the proposed marriage alliance, it was a matter that required thorough consideration."Understood," the butler replied promptly before leaving."Go on with your meal. I'm going to meet with Anders," Simon said, excusing himself from the table.Jonathan, Jensen, and Jovian exchanged glances and, without hesitation, followed their father. They were curious to see what the Mosey family had in mind."Alright, let them handle it. Let's focus on our meal," Gemma Letcher, Natasha's grandmother, said with a smile and signaled everyone to continue eating.…Three minutes later, in the Ballard family's living room, Simon sat at the head of the table near the entrance. Jonathan and his b