"60,000 dollars? This is daylight robbery!" Josh gritted his teeth in anger. "You are Mr. Josh Schmidt, the Schmidt Group's ex-president. 60,000 dollars should be a drop in the bucket for you. You won't even feel the pinch, will you?" Amber jeered at him. Everyone present was dumbfounded. Amber bore a striking resemblance to Alyssa, not only in appearance but also in temperament and arrogance.The Millennium's supervisor stared at Amber with his jaw dropped. He was so terrified that it felt like his heart had stopped. However, more than that, he felt a little strange. They had worked together for such a long time, and somehow, she didn't feel like the Amber he knew. There were often customers at The Millennium who caused trouble after having too much to drink. As the owner, she had to step up to resolve the situation on multiple occasions. Situations like these always end in a peaceful resolution. She would never provoke them like that. Nevertheless, with Josh, she looked
"Y-You… hit me?" Josh's head was spinning. His mouth was full of blood, and he could barely speak clearly."You came to my place to cause trouble and even laid hands on my people. Josh, have I been too nice to you?" Jameson looked down on Josh with a cold smirk."Y-Your... place?" Josh stared at Jameson in shock."Mr. Schmidt owns The Millennium. Everything here belongs to him," Carl proudly explained from the side.Josh froze and became speechless at those words.The Millennium was the most prestigious club in the country, as well as a money-squandering haven where many dreamed of becoming members to show off their status. The mysterious boss behind it was actually Jameson?How could he, a discarded pawn who had just found a foothold in the Schmidt family, have such a large business? What kind of joke was this?"Since you've come here to spend money, I wouldn't have bothered you if you had behaved. But it looks like it's too difficult for you to do that."After saying that, Ja
Back in his room, Jameson angrily downed a glass of strong liquor to ease his frustration."Mr. Schmidt, there's no need to be upset with that idiot," Carl hurriedly consoled him."He's already a lost cause, just struggling in his final moments. With Ms. Alyssa's intelligence, she would find out that Josh leaked Jonah's information. In fact, she might have already found out, and it's only a matter of time before she takes action."Please calm down. We just need to wait for the Taylor family to make their move and have them deal with him for you.""Amber, what happened?" Jameson asked, his gaze icy as he stared at Amber, who was cowering in the corner."You've never appeared to drink with customers without my instructions. Why did you show up at Josh's room?""I—""Oh, Mr. Schmidt, let me explain," Carl interjected quickly."I've looked into the situation. That scumbag Josh specifically requested Ms. Altman to drink with him. Our people tried to stop him, but he went crazy, smas
"I'm sorry, Mr. Schmidt. I've been busy tonight, and I truly didn't know that someone had infiltrated. Please punish me."Amber immediately lowered her head, fearing that Jameson might discern her thoughts and reveal her secrets. "Hah, a flying thief? Interesting."Jameson lounged on the couch with his long legs crossed as he casually glanced at Amber standing stiffly. "I know someone who has that level of skill. You know him too, Amber.""Who?""The person you've been thinking about helping me get rid of."Amber's face turned pale. She clenched her lips tightly, and she felt as though blood was draining out of her body."Could there be such… a coincidence?" She tried her best to suppress her trembling voice."If we make a bold assumption, it's not impossible."Jameson tapped a rhythm on his knee with his slender fingers. "Josh is having fun here tonight. Maybe someone is eager for revenge and can't wait for Lyse to act, so they want to take care of that scumbag themselves. I
Jasper's face stiffened, and in his panic, the chicken pieces in his hand dropped into the oil pan with a thud.Splashes of oil flew onto his hands and arms, causing him pain. He suddenly regained his senses and awkwardly parted his lips. "Axel.""Do you always talk dirty like this?"Axel lightly scoffed and craned his neck to peek into the oil pan. "I don't know if Lyse smelled it or not, but I did come because of the smell. It smells like something's burned."Jasper was startled, and then he realized that he hadn't taken out the chicken pieces he had put into the pan earlier.He hurriedly grabbed a slotted spoon. But by the time he retrieved them, the chicken pieces had turned brown.Jasper's eyes drooped with frustration. Suddenly, he remembered the series of "fails" Winston had said when he first tasted Jasper's cooking. That voice was still ringing in his ears."Forget it. I understand your intentions. You don't have to force yourself to do something you're not good at. If
Alyssa continued, "You could have just ordered takeout. Why bother tiring yourself out?""It's not tiring if it's for you." Jasper's sturdy arms wrapped around her slender waist. He looked at Axel gratefully. "Besides, I didn't do much. It was all Axel's work.""Oh, make them crispy, Axel."Axel clutched his chest, almost spitting blood into the pot. He didn't expect to experience Alyssa's favor for Jasper firsthand.With Axel's efficient work and Jasper's assistance, two plates of golden fried chicken were soon placed on the table.Meanwhile, Jasper's few failed attempts remained gloomily in the corner, like mistresses who couldn't be shown."Quick, Lyse, try my cooking."Axel propped himself on the table, smiling as he watched Alyssa with anticipation. "It's been so long since I made fried chicken for you. Try it. See if my skills have deteriorated."Alyssa grabbed a piece with her hand. She parted her crimson lips and took a big bite.It was crunchy and flavorful."This is
"That's perfect. I wanted to call them over too," Axel said suddenly, his gaze darkening. "I came back tonight for an important matter that I need to discuss with you all."…Silas and Cyrus rushed over. The three brothers and the couple gathered around the dining table, turning the small kitchen into a meeting room."Axel, we're here now. Stop beating around the bush and tell us what's so important," Silas urged as he gnawed on a drumstick.Axel retorted, "Silas, are you so impatient because you're on your period?"Infuriated, Silas threw a chicken bone directly at him.Axel easily dodged it and then tossed a folder onto the table."What's this?" the four of them asked in unison as they looked at it."You all said you wanted to avenge Jonah, right?"Axel's eyes turned cold as he tapped his finger on the table. "Inside here, there's enough evidence to bring down Josh."As soon as they heard the word "evidence", both Silas and Cyrus perked up.Alyssa immediately picked up the
Cyrus tightened his grip on the photo in his hand. "Lyse, now that I know about this and since it concerns Jonah, I'll definitely handle it strictly. Josh is finished for good this time."Silas nodded. "I'll start preparing once I get back too. Let's not alert the enemy. We must be sure before we make a move."After pondering for a moment, Alyssa asked curiously, "Axel, where did you get this evidence from? Jonah's case only came to light two days ago. You couldn't have collected so much information in such a short time."Axel's gaze was deep, like an impenetrable primeval forest. "The night before last, I went to The Millennium. Josh was there that night, so I wanted to confront him and avenge Jonah."Alyssa's and Jasper's hearts skipped a beat at his words.To others, The Millennium was a paradise on earth. But to Axel, once Jameson discovered him, it could become the place of his death.If Jameson caught the chance, he would kill mercilessly, regardless of whether or not Axel
"Younger brother?" Jonah echoed. The mention of Damien brought a sharp pang to his chest. Memories of the plane crash flashed before his eyes. He continued, his voice tight with emotion, "Even if he is my brother, he allied with the devil and chose a corrupt path. I am severing ties with him!"With that, Jonah slammed his arm down, a decisive gesture."Jonah! No!" Jasper shouted.In the next instant, Remy, with an almost unnatural calm, grabbed the blade of the dagger with his bare hand. Blood began to flow from his palm.Jonah's heart twisted in agony. Family meant everything to him, yet here he was, inflicting harm on one of his own."I didn't come here to stop you," Remy said, his voice low and strained as he met Jonah's reddened eyes. "But I must stop both of you. This is my mission."Jonah stared at him, stunned. "Why—""Because I work for Sir. I have no choice but to follow orders."Turning to Jasper, Remy said, "Go." …After watching them leave, Remy trudged through
Jasper and Jonah went to get Sebastian and Xavier out of the car. The four of them then bolted toward the other end of the alley. A clamor broke out behind them. Jasper glanced back, his heart pounding.Warmth surged through his hardened heart as he saw Axel holding his own in a brutal fight against over a dozen assassins, skillfully subduing them one by one."Jasper!" All of a sudden, Jonah stopped in his tracks. Jasper turned to see what had caught his attention, and his heart sank. Standing at the alley's end, silhouetted against the light, was a tall figure radiating a presence that commanded fear. Though the man's face was obscured, his unyielding presence was unmistakable. It was Justin's right-hand man, Remy."Mr. Beckett, w-what should we do?" Xavier stammered.With a fierce glint in his eyes, Jonah took a step forward. "I'll hold him back. The rest of you, keep going." "Xavier, take Dr. Bender to the press conference immediately. Don't let anything stop you." J
"Maggie, I love you!" Xavier typed.Maggie replied, "Xave, you're not usually this corny. What happened?" Xavier couldn't bring himself to tell her that those words were his final ones if something happened to him.His phone buzzed again. It was Maggie sending another message that read, "I love you too, Xave." Tears filled Xavier's eyes. His lips quivered, and his heart raced. He cursed under his breath. It was time to go all out. With that, he grabbed the machete, swung open the car door, and swiftly took down two of Jasper's attackers.But Xavier wasn't a fighter. He had no real combat experience. It didn't take long before a blade sliced into his arm, the deep cut searing with pain.Jasper's eyes widened. He roared, "Xavier, get back in the car!"Distracted, Jasper's opponent swung a machete at his face. Xavier gasped, "Mr. Beckett!"Luckily, Jasper dodged the strike, his reflexes quick. He retaliated by snapping the attacker's arm.Xavier, pale and shaking with pain,
Frightened out of his wits, Xavier yelped, covering his head and crouching low in his seat. It wasn't that he was a coward. He had been brave in the past, but this situation was unlike anything an ordinary person would face.Working for Jasper meant Xavier didn't have to worry about his livelihood, but every day was a gamble with danger. If this continued, he might have to keep Nitroglycerin on hand just to survive.Jasper, with his strong, muscular frame, shielded Sebastian beneath him.He knew the attackers were after Sebastian, the witness, aiming to eliminate anyone who could tip the scales against them. If they could take down Jasper too, or at least injure him severely, it would be a bonus.These people were ruthless. Sebastian, oblivious to the danger, was muttering the Lord's Prayer under his breath. He didn't know that the man protecting him was sometimes more powerful than any deity."Don't lift your heads! Arrows aren't like bullets—they can pierce glass but not the
Time was ticking. The press conference was about to begin. Landon escorted Sebastian out of the manor and into Jasper's car. He glanced at Jasper, who sat in the back seat, his expression calm and composed.With concern etched on his face, Landon said, "Jasper, let me come with you. I can't feel at ease otherwise."Jasper met Landon's gaze, firm and aloof. "Don't worry, Landon. You've done enough. It's time for you to step back."If Landon continued to help, he would only get caught up in the chaos. Despite his current difficulty in articulating his feelings, Jasper couldn't forget that this was his best friend, the one he'd stood by for more than 20 years. Landon had endured so much to finally be happy with Lauren, and Jasper wasn't about to be the one to disrupt that hard-earned happiness. Understanding Jasper's stubbornness, Landon turned to Xavier. "Call me immediately if anything happens.""Don't worry, Mr. Harper," Xavier reassured. With that, Sebastian climbed into
That said, this strategy came with its own risks. It was as if Jasper and Axel were placing all their bets on Remy for the time being."Justin doesn't control someone without a reason. Since he has control over Remy, he will make full use of him."Jasper's chest tightened, a weight pressing down on him like a massive rock. He continued, "The only way to find Amber is to understand Justin's intentions clearly."…The press conference was scheduled for 5:00 pm at Berenike Hotel's Conference Hall A on Saturday. At 3:00 pm sharp, Justin sat in the president's office at Beckett Group, his expression frigid. He sat upright on the couch while Sheryl, standing beside him, carefully tended to the wound on his left ear, changing its dressing with caution. It had been only two days since he was shot in the ear. His flesh had been stitched up, and the stitches looked like a grotesque centipede crawling along his ear. There was no way to conceal the injury unless he donned a shoulder-lengt
"Remy beat Sheryl up?" Jasper repeated, his voice laced with disbelief. Having wiped away his tears, Axel leaned in to listen to the phone call."Yeah! I saw it with my own eyes in the surveillance footage. He punched her—brutally!" Xavier's voice was filled with astonishment. He exhaled sharply before continuing, "I thought they were a close-knit group. Looks like even they have internal conflicts!"After a brief pause, he ventured, "Mr. Beckett, do you think we could use this as a breakthrough? Maybe Remy has been at odds with Sheryl for a while, and he's tired of working under Justin. Perhaps all he needs is a little push to turn against them. After all, didn't Ms. Altman join us because she hated everything Jameson did?"Jasper didn't give a direct answer. Instead, he spoke quietly, "It's a clever thought, but it's still uncertain. We don't really know Remy's intentions. Our interactions with him have been few, and they've always been risky confrontations. I don't know what he
"Didn't you say you had no idea what I was talking about? In that case, this ear is useless to you. You're already a crippled man anyway. You might as well be deaf too." Axel's hands trembled with restrained rage. The temptation to end Justin's life surged through him—he wanted to pull the trigger, to rip him apart limb by limb. But he had made a promise to Jasper—no lives would be taken. A promise was a promise."I will rescue my wife. But you'll lose more than just an ear if I fail." Axel seized Justin by the hair, his reddened eyes brimming with tears. His voice cracked with fury and anguish. "I will make you suffer a thousand times the pain Amber has endured."Without warning, he released Justin and stormed out."S-Sir! I will get someone to take you to the hospital right away!" Sheryl crawled to Justin's side, panic-stricken as her eyes fell on the pool of blood spreading across the floor. Her trembling hands fumbled with her phone, unable to keep a firm grip as she scrambl
"Sir!" Sheryl shouted. She was just about to get to Justin's side when two shots were fired near her feet. Screaming, she dropped to her knees, threw her arms over her head, and scurried under the table like a terrified animal.The air in the room grew heavy with menace.Justin, known as the devil of the night, was a man who thrived on chaos. His power and influence stretched across continents, and he'd faced countless threats without flinching.But as his visitor approached, an unfamiliar dread coiled in his chest. His hands gripped the couch's armrests so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The terror was suffocating."Get out, all of you," the man commanded, his voice cold and sharp.The man remained fixated solely on Justin while Justin's guests fled in terror. "Help! Somebody!" Sheryl screamed, her voice muffled as she cowered under the table.No help would come. Outside, the others were either unconscious or dead.A deafening bang shattered the silence. The man fir