"Inspector Milo, what brings you and this many people here on a case?" Mr. Marcus chuckled lightly. Two military helicopters hovered above the sea, Milo sure made quite a move this time.With encirclement on land, sea, and air, it's a pity. To prevent any issues with the arms trade, Mr. Marcus had no qualms about asking his precious son for the latest explosive program. Only the top terrorists can destroy evidence without a trace, and this system was developed by his son. He wasn't going to let it go to waste.Never expected it to come in handy."This is classified!" Milo said sternly.Mr. Marcus laughed lightly, still graceful in his actions. "Inspector Milo, taking on a big case, yet you haven't asked the mafia godfather why he is here? Seems quite strange and illogical, doesn't it?"Milo raised an eyebrow. And a flash of annoyance passed through Saxon's emerald green eyes.Before Inspector Milo could reply, Mr. Marcus coldly smirked, "Seems like the informant Inspector Milo mention
When Jessica woke up in a daze, two days had passed. She woke up in pain, a sharp and unbearable pain in her lower abdomen, rolling on the bed while clutching her agonizing stomach...Crying in pain, her petite body curled up, suffering...First, the severe pain in her lower abdomen, followed by the feeling of countless needles piercing her every limb and organ, attacking her from all directions, making it inescapable. Veins bulged on Jessica's neck from the intense struggle to endure.The veins on the sun also stood out, Jessica's head tilted back, her golden hair scattered, and she let out a piercing scream, "Ouch..."The pain surged like tidal waves, like a blizzard after an avalanche, Jessica couldn't help but scream, trying to lessen the anguish raging within her body. But it was futile, the pain remained just as strong, like a steel knife hacking at her bones, a piercing pain that penetrated her core, almost pushing her to the limit.The excruciating pain in every limb and organ
"So, it's really you!" Jessica sneered, her fists clenched. She had no strength to resist Saxon now. The whole island was like a prison, trapping her. It would be wise not to act tough."Your resilience is impressive. I thought you wouldn't wake up until tomorrow," Saxon smiled gently. In the sunlight, his face was as fair as jade, and his emerald eyes shone like pearls. If one didn't know he was a mafia godfather, they would never suspect him of being so ruthless.Jessica didn't want to show weakness in front of him, but she knew her current situation was terrible. She had a pale face, weak and powerless, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board."Is that so? I'm sorry to disappoint you," Jessica sneered, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead. "You put in so much effort, why? With such a large island, who are you trying to attract?"His target was Marcus!She had always known that, and with a sudden sense of fear, Jessica tried to stand up. Unfortunately, she had w
There seemed to be no surprise. This was Saxon's nature, wasn't it? From a long time ago, he had never concealed his desires and lust toward her. Jessica grew angrier but felt powerless to resist.She always believed that no matter what kind of environment one is in, as long as they don't give up, even the worst situation will have a glimmer of hope. As long as she works hard and has enough courage.That's how she has always lived. But now she realizes that there are times when she is powerless, when she feels helpless and at the mercy of others.Saxon..."Why are you trembling so much?" Saxon chuckled lightly, with a hint of satisfaction in his voice. Jessica's fear seemed to please him, and he enjoyed seeing it. "You used to be so strong, right? What are you afraid of? Why are you shaking? Show some of that courage you used to have, I'm looking forward to it."Jessica bit her lip tightly. She refused to be humiliated by anyone. She had to suppress her urge to slap Saxon. But just th
Jessica was pushed to the edge of humiliation and death by Saxon, almost collapsing. She tasted the metallic taste of blood on her lips as she bit down hard to endure.She was not afraid of the sexual torment, but she feared Saxon's psychological and emotional oppression.It's like when a person knows they are about to die, standing at the edge of a cliff. They would rather jump off and meet a quick end, shattering their bones, than be forced to linger on the edge of that cliff. And then they are told that beneath the cliff awaits even greater and more painful torment, and they are reminded of all the things they still cherish in the world. That is a kind of psychological oppression.He forces you to face the certainty of death, but denies you the relief of a swift end.If she had a knife right now, she wouldn't hesitate to stab it into Saxon's chest, letting his blood stain her face, even if it meant carrying the guilt of taking a life.But she couldn't do anything now, except live u
Just as Jessica was about to lose consciousness, Saxon violently threw her aside. Jessica fell onto the sandy beach, her blood-stained body contrasting sharply against the pristine white sand. The air rushed back, causing Jessica to cough uncontrollably...Lying on the ground, she took deep breaths, with grains of sand invading her nose and throat. The sand caused a sharp tingling sensation in her nose, while her throat scraped against it, causing intense pain. Her eyes stung as tears streamed uncontrollably...It was a natural reaction, but Jessica couldn't stop herself from crying. The suppressed emotions burst out all at once. She wept...She couldn't distinguish whether it was caused by the sand or if she had wanted to cry all along...The coughing continued... now accompanied by hoarse sobs.Her heart felt heavy... a feeling that couldn't be expressed in words, only summed up as a simple word... pain.Suddenly, she felt a strong pulling force as Saxon grabbed her wrist and forcef
With Saxon's departure, the landscape of W City's business world faced a reshuffling. Besides the Lee Family in the south of the city, the Smith, Moor, and Brown families formed a new commercial kingdom, their positions unchallenged.Inspector Milo's investigation into the smuggling case at the harbor implicated Mr. Marcus. Although they had to abandon it due to lack of evidence, the news spread throughout W City.Given Leo's involvement at the harbor and the massive destruction of weaponry, anyone with a sharp eye could sense something fishy. As a result, Mr. Marcus' relationship with Aaron was further reinforced. Together with the Brown family in the north, they formed a formidable business empire.Even if Saxon hadn't left, Noblefull Group could not compete with Aaron and his associates after the collapse of the Walnut Creek project. They resorted to financial manipulation, aggressively suppressing Noblefull Group's stock prices, causing them to plummet. It seemed like they were de
"Why should I tell you?" Alston Smith mocked. "Are you panicking? Feeling lost? Aren't you tough? How much longer can you be tough before Charles kills you?""Alston Smith, would it matter to you if I kill Dennis and Leonard?" Mr. Marcus threatened with a cold smirk.Alston Smith's face changed. "Don't mess around. They are your brothers.""Brothers? I have always enjoyed killing my father and brothers." Mr. Marcus chuckled coldly, knowing from Alston Smith's panicked expression that it hit a nerve."Hmph, I never expected that woman to be so important to you, Marcus. After experiencing the events over a decade ago, you still managed to have a woman and a child. I must say, I am impressed. Have you ever considered how dirty you are...""You shut your mouth!" Mr. Marcus grabbed Alston Smith's hospital gown, and with a powerful punch, he smashed it into his face.His strength was immense, and Alston Smith was thrown across the room, crashing into the hospital TV. The sound of shattering