Liam smirked coldly, recognizing the predictable move as Mr. Simpson resorted to calling in his goons. It was typical of the man to rely on brute force everytime to deal with things. However the presence of the goons didn’t intimidate Liam. If anything it proved to him that his words were having an effect on Mr Simpson.Liam’s senses were razor sharp as he stayed on high alert, every muscle in his body tensed as me Simpson’s men began to move towards him and Mr Simpson. But outwardly, he remained calm, almost indifferent, his gaze fixed on Mr. Simpson as if the encroaching threat was of no concern to him. His posture was relaxed, almost casual, giving the impression that he was entirely focused on his verbal sparring with Mr. Simpson. To anyone watching, it might have seemed as though Liam was oblivious to the danger creeping closer. But this was a calculated act, as he wanted to catch them off guard. In reality, Liam’s peripheral vision tracked every movement, every shift in positio
Although he had witnessed Liam’s strength and skill before, this time Mr. Simpson felt a surge of confidence. He had upgraded his security team, handpicking men who were tougher, more skilled in hand to hand combat than the ones who had failed him before, so he was sure that there was no way someone like Liam would be able to come out on top against them.Liam’s eyes narrowed, sensing the shift in Mr. Simpson’s demeanor. Without looking at him, Liam replied, “Hmm, we'll see,” He said, his voice devoid of any worry as he prepared himself for the inevitable clash between him and Mr Simpson's men.Just then, the room fell silent with anticipation as everyone had their attention on Liam and the goons, the only sound being the subtle shuffling of the guards as they moved into position. Meanwhile, as he watched the scene unfold, Nathan's eyes lit up with satisfaction. A twisted grin spread across his face as he watched the goons begin to close in on Liam. ‘Finally,’ he thought to himself.
Standing in the center of the encirclement, Liam kept posture relaxed, but every muscle was ready for action. With the strategy that the goons were using trying to make sure he didn't have enough space to move, Liam knew it was going to be a tough fight, but nothing he couldn't handle.He met the fierce gazes of the men around him with a calm. Despite not having enough room to maneuver because of the men's tactics, he wasn't worried about that.The anticipation in the room was evident, the silence just before the storm of violence. Mr Simpson had the biggest arrogant smile on his face, he couldn't help it. After all, he was going to witness how Liam gets humbled. Liam’s senses were on high alert, tracking the distance between each man, the rhythm of their breathing, and the subtle shifts in their stance. He noticed how the first security guard charged towards him from his back, clearly attempting to attack him from behind. Liam pretended like he didn't notice that as he continued to
Gasps escaped the lips of the onlookers as they watched Liam deliver a powerful kick to the goon’s chest. To their astonishment, the goon remained unmoved, his expression unchanged, as if Liam’s attack had no effect on him. Mr. Simpson’s cold smirk grew wider as he observed the scene. The man’s lack of reaction made it seem like Liam had finally encountered a worthy opponent. To everyone, it appeared that the goon’s resilience was unmatched, even in the face of Liam’s forceful strike.What neither Mr. Simpson nor the spectators realized was that Liam had deliberately restrained his power. The kick, though seemingly forceful, was executed with minimal strength, revealing his intent to test the goon's strength rather than to overwhelm him. With a groan, the man swung toward Liam with the knuckle dusters. Liam effortlessly dodged the blow and countered with a precise, upward jab to the man’s jaw.The punch landed with a satisfying thud, the knuckle duster instantly rendered useless. The
Mr. Simpson’s face twisted in fury and disbelief as his plan to humble Liam backfired spectacularly. Earlier, he had been so full of himself, even going so far as to demand that Liam get on his knees and apologize for his own sake. But now, with his plan in ruins, that confidence had completely evaporated. It was a bitter humiliation, especially after being so certain that he had the upper hand.In front of all the people he had tried to impress with his dominance, Mr. Simpson now looked foolish and humiliated for daring to challenge someone like Liam. Even the mayor, who knew the extent of Mr Simpson's power and influence had to admit that challenging a Danvers was going too far even for Mr Simpson.The sneer Mr Simpson had worn earlier was gone, replaced by a tight lipped scowl as he struggled to process the reality of his defeat. He didn't think that him ordering his men to Humble Liam would lead to this. What was even worse was the fact that he had lost to the very person he shoul
As he got outside the building, Liam got in his car and left. A few minutes later, seated in his car as he focused his gaze on the road he couldn't help feeling slightly worried about what Mr Simpson was up to. It seemed like the old man and the whole Simpson family were up to something big this time. His thoughts drifted to Elena. What role would she play in all of this? Normally, he wouldn’t spare a second thought for his enemies, but things were different now. Elena was pregnant, soon to be the mother of his child so it's only normal that he would be worried for her now, for the sake of his unborn child. Liam didn't linger too long on thinking of Elena as he decided to focus his thoughts on other things.***Fast forward, almost five hours later after leaving the mayor's office, Liam found himself in a quiet corner booth of a small diner seated down with Karen, and his lunch was half eaten and forgotten. The soft sound of conversations and the clinking of dishes filled the diner,
Liam was taken aback when someone called out Karen's name and walked over to their table before casually sitting down. He didn't know who the person was, however he could tell that Karen knew the person.By the familiar look in Karen's eyes, and the shift in her attitude when the man arrived he could tell that she knew the man well which made him wonder who this man was and how he knew Karen. A work colleague, perhaps? Liam mused.Karen blinked as she looked at the man who had just sat down across from her on the table. She didn't say anything at first as she was still processing the sudden appearance of jeremy. However she had recognized him the moment she saw him, and he was someone from her past, she hadn’t seen for a while. And she had hoped that she had thought that she would never see him again, and now that he was seated across from her, she didn't know what to feel or how to react.“Jeremy,” she finally said, her voice a mix of surprise and politeness. “What brings you here in
But still, although she made an effort to be polite, her body language showed her true feelings. The frown she tried to conceal and the stiffness in her posture revealed her displeasure. Her discomfort was evident in every rigid movement and every serious response she gave. She hoped that her clear signals of disinterest would be enough for Jeremy to understand that she wasn’t keen on continuing to interact with him, and that he would take the hint and leave.Liam noticed Karen’s discomfort with Jeremy's presence. Despite her efforts to hide her frown, her unease was evident to him. Liam considered intervening and telling Jeremy to leave, but hesitated, unsure of the nature of their relationship. He wondered if Karen and Jeremy were friends or just knew each other by chance. Reluctant to overstep boundaries or misinterpret the situation, he decided to observe for the moment, hoping Karen would handle it herself and that the situation would resolve without his direct involvement.Jere