"Crap! I'm gonna take them down!"
Adams grabbed the machine gun, ready to open fire, but then he sensed something was off.
He slowly turned around, only to be met with the barrel of a gun, pitch black against the shadows.
A man holding a silver pistol stood above him, his face as grim as death.
At that moment, his piercing gaze locked onto Adams's face.
Adams was taken aback.
He was about to signal his comrades to act quickly when suddenly, there were screams from beside him.
Several men had thin blades pressed against their necks.
The remaining brown-haired man and a burly fellow with bare arms both had blades dangerously close to their throats.
Mitbahl grinned maliciously.
"Don't move, or you'll be dead."
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
The men stood frozen, like puppets, not daring to make a move.
Adams's eyes trembled as he faced the icy man before him, feeling an
Bang! Before Mitbahl could kick Kirin, a dark shadow moved astonishingly fast, suddenly guarding Kirin and meeting Mitbahl's attack with a punch. Mitbahl was shaken back, taking a few steps back. Godber slowly retracted his fist, standing in front of the group, with a startlingly dangerous aura in his eyes. But in just a moment, the danger in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a lazy demeanor. "What's the problem? Let's talk it out. All this fighting is a bit rough, isn't it~" Mitbahl rubbed his numb leg, his face falling. He immediately ran into Xavier's arms. "Honey, he hit me! Waaah, help me get revenge~" Xavier skillfully slapped him aside. John spoke in a cool tone, "Where is she?" "Boss," Misoup lowered her head slightly, "Madam should be trapped in the underground passage right now. It's my fault for not protecting her well enough, and I'm willing to accept punishment." Underground p
Sure enough, there was an entrance. He jumped in. The space inside wasn't large. Upon descending, he saw a figure lying on the ground, a black suit covering his face. Motionless. Godber frowned. Could he really be dead? He called out, "Mr. Nelson?" After a few seconds, came a weak response. "Hmm." Godber felt a slight relief. Thankfully, he was still alive, albeit barely. He sighed inwardly. While John was up there playing tough, Mr. Nelson was lying here like a dead dog. Why was there such a stark difference between people? "What are you thinking?" a voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. Godber turned his head and saw that Yosef had removed his suit jacket, revealing his excessively pale face. His eyes, dark and piercing, bore into Godber's. Sharp and penetrating, as if he could see right through him. Godber suddenly felt a pang of guilt
Their emotions were a mix of excitement and apprehension. As John's slender fingers gently caressed her abdomen, Diana met his gaze, noticing a myriad of emotions swirling within—initial disbelief, followed by joy, and now, a layer of concern. "What's wrong?" Diana reached out, resting her hand on his. "John, you don't seem as thrilled as I imagined," she observed. "It's not that. I'm just... overwhelmingly surprised," John confessed, taking her hand in his. "Come on, let's see a doctor." He took a few steps before pausing, then bent down to lift Diana into his arms once again, cutting off any protest she might have had. "Don't move," he instructed firmly. Diana acquiesced. John had been protective even before her pregnancy; now, it seemed her feet wouldn't touch the ground anytime soon. Together, they sought out a doctor to confirm the pregnancy. John bombarded the doctor with questions, leaving Diana feeling rather bo
As Diana pondered, the door suddenly swung open, and John's tall figure appeared. His gaze fell on her phone, then softened. "Phone." "Huh?" Diana was a bit confused. But he walked over and took the phone from her hand. "It's heavy." Diana rolled her eyes. "Fine, then how about getting me a glass of water? I'm thirsty." John placed the phone aside and went to pour a glass of warm water. After checking the temperature, he handed it to her. Diana held the cup, her expression troubled. "John, how should I tell my dad and my brothers about the pregnancy? This news will surely catch them off guard." John replied calmly, "Don't worry about it. Leave it to me. Right now, you just need to focus on taking care of yourself. Eat well, drink well, and rest." Diana tilted her head, cutting him off, "I'm in a delicate condition now. Don't worry about anything. Just focus on taking care of yourself." Seeing her pouting and hel
Frank's face turned red, "That was so long ago, and you remember it so clearly." "Of course, you cried so miserably, it left a deep impression." Jenny looked at him seriously. "Frank, I remember everything about you. Do you remember when you were twelve, you fell into the stable and got covered in horse manure..." Frank's face turned as black as a pot. "Do I have no decent image in your mind?" "You've always been great in my eyes." Jenny's cheeks turned slightly red. She pointed at her own finger. "No matter what, you're very, very handsome, with a unique charm. Every time you show up, you shine like a star, dazzling~" Frank felt a bit floaty from her praise. Every time his mom criticized his clothes for being like a moving glow stick. But turns out, there's still someone who appreciates him. Frank's mood lifted, and he was about to speak when suddenly Jenny's phone rang. Jenny pulled out her pho
Charlotte felt nothing but frustration and anger. She spoke through clenched teeth, "I refuse to accept it, Dad, I really refuse..." Charlotte had been proud for over twenty years. Yet every encounter with Diana ended in complete defeat. Even John... Even John was lost to her completely. "You refuse to accept it, and so do I." Christopher suddenly said, "Wallace Wentworth has been blocking me for years. Although I've been the CEO for these years, I had no dignity. But now, look at me, haven't I broken through?" Charlotte looked at him, puzzled. "Dad?" Christopher patted her shoulder. "Charlotte, some things need careful planning. You're smart enough to know what to do." He smiled, "For now, let's focus on handling the company's affairs together. At tomorrow's shareholders' meeting, I will officially take over the shares from your grandfather's hands. Then, I'll replace your grandfather as the chairman."
The position of chairman was inevitably Christopher Patel's. Everyone had recognized and accepted this situation. Except for a few elders who had always been loyal to Wallace. Stan sat in his chair, arms crossed, a furrowed brow betraying his worries. Glancing at the clock, he grew impatient. "Didn't Christopher say the meeting was at nine? Why hasn't he shown up yet?" he muttered. As if in response to his words, the office door swung open, and Christopher entered with a few people, wearing a genial smile. "Sorry for the delay, everyone," Christopher said smoothly as he took his seat at the head of the table. Beside him sat Charlotte and Lora. "Allow me to introduce my daughter, Charlotte, the renowned designer behind 'Athena' fashion brand," Christopher announced, his pride evident. "And this is Lora, my father-in-law's only daughter and my beloved wife. As per legal arrangements, her father's shares will soon be trans
Christopher's face turned pale, his eyes darting around. He stuttered out a trembling syllable, "Father..." At the sound of that word, Wallace's expression twisted as if he had heard something utterly vile. His face twitched, and he lifted the cane, swinging it towards Christopher's head. A loud thud echoed! Christopher staggered from the blow. But Wallace couldn't seem to calm down. He shoved aside the people trying to support him, gripping the cane with both hands, and relentlessly swung it at Christopher. The people in the conference room hurriedly intervened. "Chairman, what's gotten into you?" After about ten strikes, Wallace, panting heavily, was finally pulled away and helped to sit in a nearby chair. Stan handed him a cup of tea. "Wallace, take your time. Don't let anger harm your health!" Wallace looked at Christopher, who sat nearby looking ashen. His eyes burned with ic
At another table, Frank sat staring at Liam in his smart suit, his brow slightly furrowed."Hey, been causing trouble lately?"Liam rolled his eyes, displeased. "No.""What's with the haircut then? Going for the military look?""My mom made me." Liam sipped his champagne. "She thought my old hairstyle looked too thug-like for Uncle John's wedding, so she took matters into her own hands.""No worries, I think this look suits you."Beside him, Rose tilted her head, looking at him with adoration."You know what? I think any look suits you, I just really like you.""Cough~"Liam choked a bit.He cleared his throat, "Don't say such things in front of everyone.""Sure, sorry~" Rose nodded obediently.Frank thought to himself, Damn. Even my bro's nephew is showing off in front of me? Can't let this slide!He turned to Jenny with a mischievous grin."Jenny, do you think my hairstyle looks good
Upon arriving, she put her hands on her hips, adopting an accusatory posture."Look at this, I left for just a moment, and you're already being targeted by women. How can I ever feel safe letting you go out?"John's deep gaze slightly lowered. "And you?"Diana looked down at the Red Rose in her hand, feeling a bit guilty."Uh..." She reached out and presented the rose to John: "It's for you."John remained silent.Instead, the little baby in his arms stretched out a hand, grabbed the Red Rose, and then happily held it in her arms.Diana chuckled, pinching the little baby's soft cheek."Oh, our Tiger likes flowers~"The little baby stretched out her short arms toward Kevin, earnestly offering him the flower.The little baby handed the flower to him!Diana was astonished."My goodness, Tiger, you can't even speak and you're already trying to win over little boys?!"Truly her daughter!Kev
Kevin pulled on his turtle shell bag strap, seriously said: "I really have to go now, remember, my name is Kevin Nelson."Saying that, he turned his head and was ready to leave."Wait a moment."Kevin stopped in his tracks, turned his head, looked at him with a complex gaze.What...Did his brother remember something, or was he reluctant to part with him?Yosef picked up a Red Rose beside him."This, take it."Kevin was somewhat surprised: "Give it to me? But I'm a man, why would you give me a rose?""It's not for you."Yosef handed the flower to him, glanced at the distant girl, and said: "It's for her."Kevin: "...I just told you, my sister has a husband and a child, are you still not giving up?"Kevin thought: Oh, no! My brother may falls again in the same place after losing his memory!"What are you talking about." Yosef interrupted his thoughts: "I didn't think about pursuing her."
Kevin let himself be led by Yosef's hand, and they both sat on the swing in front of the flower shop.Once seated, the little kid beside Yosef didn't make a sound.He wore a bowl cut hairstyle, carried a big turtle shell backpack, and lowered his head, lost in thought.Yosef occasionally glanced over at him.After a while, he couldn't remind silence any more."You..."Hearing his voice, Kevin immediately turned his head, his eyes sparkling as he looked at him.Full of anticipation.Yosef slowly opened his mouth: "This outfit... who bought it for you?""My brother, what about it?""To be honest, your brother's taste isn't great." Looking at the little one's green onesie, Yosef slightly frowned, "Ugly."Kevin: ……This outfit was something Kevin had insisted on buying for his fifth birthday.He also bought a larger size for Yosef, as matching brother outfits.Although Yosef never wore it,
Hearing this, Kevin covered his mouth: "You mean... my brother's mind is damaged?"Godber corrected: "This is called mental issues.""Isn't that the same thing?"Godber: ...It seems so.Diana frowned. "Yosef lost his memory? With so many enemies, your situation should be unfavorable now, right?"Godber: "Mr. Nelson had already anticipated this. Before completely losing his memory, he divided the remaining power of the Nelson family into three parts, assigning them to the other three members of the Nelson family to keep each other in check, while he decided to retire due to health reasons."Kirin nodded. "So, currently, apart from us and Patrick, no one else in the Nelson family knows Mr. Nelson has lost his memory, thinking he's stepping down due to health reasons."Kevin asked: "Then where is my brother now?"Kirin glanced at Diana and John beside him, hesitating whether to speak.But then he heard John calmly say: "Gri
John's voice had a lazy, sexy edge."Sleep a bit more.""...Okay."Diana turned over, adjusting to a comfortable position, leaning into his embrace.Just as she was about to drift off, she felt the hand on her waist start to move along her curves.Wherever it touched, it ignited sparks.Diana's eyes flew open, and she turned her head.Behind her, John still had his eyes closed, his expression as calm as if he were asleep.But the hand under the covers was very much awake.This beast.Diana turned around and bit his Adam's apple.John frowned slightly, then opened his eyes.His deep gaze locked onto the girl in his arms.As if capturing prey, with a wild possessiveness.Diana knew that look well.It was the same look he gave her last night.She squinted. "Again?"His response was another wave of kisses....Diana became an overnight sensation without an
Reeves turned back and glared at Morse.Wanting to say something to retort against this guy.But he found... There was nothing to say...He looked at the cold and noble man beside Diana and felt an extremely complex mix of emotions.From the moment this man appeared, he knew he had lost.Lost utterly.John slightly lifted his eyes and swept them over Reeves holding roses.Facing the man's icy and profound gaze, Reeves felt somewhat nervous.Just as he thought John would question him, he saw John casually withdraw his gaze and look at the girl beside him."Do you like it?"Reeves: ... This man actually completely ignored me!Being ignored hurt Reeves' pride even more than being questioned!It meant that this man simply didn't regard Reeves as a threat!Unable to help himself, Reeves said."Are you Miss Thompson's fiancé?"Hearing this, Morse behind him covered his eyes with his ha
Hearing this, Frank approached her and whispered, "Big sis, think it through. This guy doesn't seem too smart; having him around might lower our overall standard.""Don't worry, if you can work well in the studio, so can he."Frank: ???Reeves beamed with joy: "Then, Miss Thompson, please accept my flowers first. When I join the Blue Rose Studio, we can get to know each other better.""I welcome you to Blue Rose as a designer, but I can't accept your flowers or feelings.""Why?""Because I already have someone I love."Reeves: ......He opened his mouth slightly, then his expression fell."Who is it?"Reeves scanned the group behind Diana one by one.A bunch of top-notch handsome guys and beautiful girls almost blinded him.This...Each one was very likely!Reeves had a complex expression on his face: "May I ask impertinently, the person you like, is it a man or a woman?"Diana:
Faced with the relentless questions from the reporters, Diana remained calm.She nodded."The name Blue Rose does hold a special meaning for me. As for Reeves, I'm not familiar with him; I have nothing to say.""Miss Thompson, you're so young and accomplished; how about your love life? Do you have a boyfriend?"Hearing this, Ben immediately stepped forward."This is Diana's privacy; we refuse to answer!"The reporters were taken aback for a moment.Everyone stared at Ben wearing a hat; suddenly, excitement surged: "Isn’t this Big Star Fly? Why did he suddenly appear here?"Someone seemed to realize something."Could it be that Fly and Thompson are a couple?!""You're talking nonsense! Diana is my biological sister; stop spouting rubbish here! And this is my girlfriend!"Saying that, Ben pulled Liora over and tightly grasped her hand."This is my girlfriend; Diana is my sister, got it?!"Hearin