"I wouldn't say that if I were you, Mr. Scott. My family is also taxpayers." Elizen immediately retorted. Amused, Jacky stated, "I didn't say you aren't. But I will have someone see to it." "My deepest condolences to you and your family. But I can't do anything about it even if you summon all of us here. What are you trying to tell us?" "Do you want us to sit around and do nothing?" "That's rather harsh, don't you think, Mr. Scott?" "Don't go around pointing fingers now. There are more than a hundred people here as witnesses. Is this just a game to you?" Jacky stood up; Elizen did too, in response, and scoffed, "Mr. Scott, I'm not done speaking. Please show some respect." Jacky looked over at Elizen. "Do I not? You're the one who needs some self-respect." Facing away, Jacky announced, "Everyone, let's take a break, grab something to eat before we come back to listen to more guff." With that, Jacky headed out. Seeing the chairperson walk a
Zorion restricted Elizen, pulled out a piece of gold from his pocket, and pried Elizen's mouth open, shoving the gold in. Elizen was forced to swallow it. Meanwhile, Zorion kept the gold wire away, and Elizen fell to the ground. Standing aside, Zorion didn't even bother to give him a second look and walked away. Reaching the door, he gave his suit another quick dusting before he twisted the knob. Hearing the door open, Jepherson got up on his feet and sized Zorion up before sitting back down. Zorion followed him, watching a movie on his phone until Jacky came back to resume the meeting. Everyone returned apart from Elizen and his bodyguard. They waited for quite some time before Jacky dismissed the meeting, never suggesting looking for them. The trio went into their respective cars and sped straight to the Richards Group Manor. Upon Jacky's return to Green Jade Garden, Deanna ran out to hug him, on the verge of crying. Wrapping his arms around
The person who came was Loward, the most self-righteous person in the Doyle family. Although he was cunning, the Doyles never appreciated him for his arrogant nature. Raeleigh had seen Loward's photo and records, so she knew this man like the back of her hand. So she knew her fate would be bleak this time. Loward brought many men with him, and he was an excellent fighter himself while she only had the Lee brothers with her. If Rossie's plan failed, this would be the end of the trio. "So you're Raeleigh Anson?" Loward had always been arrogant and conceited. But Raeleigh knew he would never learn from his mistakes. The what-doesn't-kill-you-makes-you-stronger type. Naturally, a man like Loward wouldn't earn the respect of others. However, Raeleigh couldn't charge at him right then; he had something she needed. Raeleigh took out the button Crevor was holding when he was dying and showed it to Loward. "Do you recognize this?" Loward didn't ev
Loward knew that things weren't in his favor. His head lowered as Raeleigh spun around on one leg and kicked him with the other. He stepped back to evade it, but then Raeleigh outflanked him and struck at the back of his head with a butterfly knife. Strands of hair and even a piece of his scalp were cut off. The most shocking thing was how the butterfly knife had swiftly returned to Raeleigh's hand. She spun the knife in a continuous whirlwind of movement. This time, however, she brought the still spinning butterfly knife to her front and then placed it at the side of her body when it slowed down. Loward didn't expect to suffer such a loss. He touched the back of his head tentatively with one hand. At the sticky feeling, he brought it back forward and studied his hand with an ugly expression on his face. "B*tch, I'll make sure you'll be dead by today." With that said, Loward desperately charged towards Raeleigh. She immediately retreated two steps back. She had
Raeleigh got into the car whereas Zorion smoked outside. Jepherson then walked over and crouched down in front of Loward's dead body. Jared gave him a pair of gloves only for them to be pushed away as he personally examined the corpse. Jaird and Fehmen stood opposite him. Jepherson stood up soon after and questioned them, "Did Raeleigh really kill him?" Jaird and Fehmen didn't answer, but Harvey was also present. He was the one who answered in their stead, "I saw it. It was Raeleigh who killed him." Both of Jacky's hands were full of medicine when he heard this. He wasn't as surprised to hear that this was her doing. Raeleigh had been gone for three years and there was no news of her since. No one could tell what exactly had happened during that period of time. Raeleigh had hidden it very well. If it hadn't been for the fact that she had been angered by this incident, they would have been kept in the dark for all their lives. Jared peered at Raeleigh, then
"You're from the Whalen family?" Geraldine would never in her wildest dreams imagined that the Doyle family she held in her grasp would all be destroyed by two little girls. How could she not be hateful? Rossie held a handbag which warmed her hands. The red of her outfit enhanced the beauty of her cherubic face as she sat there and said, "Now, don't say that I'm bullying you. I came here today to settle accounts with you." "On what account? I don't recall having anything to settle between us. I don't even know you." Geraldine exuded a cold demeanour, but Rossie smiled instead. "You probably don't know me. I'm the daughter-in-law of the Whalen family, the matriarch of the current generation. I'm here today not for other matters, but to collect the protection money from you as your Doyle family stepped foot into our domain in Capital City." "Protection money?" Geraldine queried in amusement. "It's true that kind people are vulnerable to be bullied, while docile ho
Zorion's car skidded to a halt at its destination and the person himself jumped out of the car just as he saw Rossie walk out in an unhurried manner with a group of people behind her. Zorion stared at her fervently, the palm of his hands sweaty from his anxiety. Rossie paused when she noticed Zorion's figure. With the notebook firmly in her hold, she made her way towards him. "Why are you here? Is Raeleigh all right?" she asked when she reached his side. "What are you doing here?" Zorion countered in a low, deep voice, but there was no fight in it. If he could actually oppose her, he would take action immediately. Rossie studied him for a while. "Are you going to yell at me?" Zorion was bemused for a moment before his pitch black eyes darted left and right. He then opened the door to let Rossie in first. He slid in beside her and held her hand in his. "There will be no next time." Rossie leaned into Zorion's embrace. "I promise." Zorion held he
Raeleigh looked contemplative. "How would I know?" Jepherson turned it over in his mind. He then unbuttoned his clothes. Once the outerwear had been taken off, he started on what he wore inside, though the pullover was a little troublesome to take off. Raeleigh scooted away from him. "What are you doing?" "Hm." Jepherson quickly took off all his clothes. As the room was very warm, it was fine even if he bared himself. Raeleigh continued to back away and hid herself underneath the blanket. Jepherson tore it away, removed her pants and proceeded to squeeze her in between the couch and himself. He then lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers. With her arm wrapped around him and Jepherson tangled with her with no questions asked, Raeleigh was unquestionably conflicted. By the time Deanna came over and knocked on their door, Jepherson had just separated from her as Raeleigh was left panting. He put his clothes back on, then helped Raeleigh out