LOGINJohn noticed Rose's expression and explained apologetically. “I had no idea. I only detected him after replaying the CCTV footage over and over.” Luthor leaned back in his chair, swirling the wine slowly. “You just keep giving me more reasons to avoid this place,” he muttered, irritation barely
As Luthor walked away from Julia, his steps steady and unhurried, he soon found himself heading straight toward Branson—who was approaching from the opposite direction with his men. For a brief second, their paths aligned. Luthor had no intention of stopping. He walked past Branson as if he didn’t
Meanwhile, after arriving at the lobby, Luthor and Rose made his way to the waiting area to take a seat while he waited for John. Surprisingly, Luthor noticed Julia sitting alone a few seats away. She looked lost in thought, her fingers intertwined tightly in her lap. He walked toward her. “Ju
John entered the room. “Mr. Byers,” he greeted coolly, ignoring the unconscious guard sprawled on the floor. “We need to talk.” Branson regained his composure quickly. “Is this how you treat a VIP guest? Shouldn’t my well-being be your top priority?” he demanded. John pulled out a chair and sa
Luthor’s voice turned ice-cold as he delivered his warning, his sharp glare locking onto Branson. He turned to leave, but just as his hand reached the door handle, he paused. “I don’t take threats very well, Mr. Byers,” he said calmly, though the menace beneath his tone was unmistakable. “You can
But the moment she and Luthor turned to leave, Branson’s guards blocked the exit. Rose’s eyes sharpened instantly. Luthor glanced at Branson. “Really?” he asked in disbelief. Branson’s expression darkened. “I don’t handle rejection well. It irritates me. If I can’t obtain what I want… I’d rath







