Something was wrong! This blood… There was something off about it! Troy immediately sensed something was wrong, but instead of reacting immediately, he quietly stepped aside and observed Archer. "Dad!" "Archer!" Ryker and Lillian rushed to his side, followed by Oliver and his family. Everyone was frozen, stunned by the scene before them. Archer's face had turned an unnatural white, and his breathing was so weak, it was barely noticeable. Ryker's voice trembled. "Quick, get Dr. Moreno here!" Lillian snapped out of her daze and ran out of the room without hesitation. It wasn't long before Andrew Moreno, a doctor wearing a white coat, rushed in behind Lillian. Andrew was the Skeldons' private doctor. He hurried over to Archer and quickly pulled out a stethoscope from his bag before placing it on Archer's chest while using his fingers to check the latter's pulse. After a few moments, his expression grew serious. "Mr. Ryker, Mr. Oliver. Mr. Archer's condition
The young man was none other than Oliver's son and Joanna's cousin, Winston Skeldon. Standing next to him was the elderly man, the legendary healer of Silverton, Benedict Stevens. Winston entered and immediately said, "Dad, I've brought Dr. Stevens!" Oliver hurried over, grabbing Benedict's hand with excitement. "Dr. Stevens! I've heard so much about you! I apologize for disturbing you today, but please, could you take a look at my father?" Benedict stroked his beard and smiled. "Mr. Oliver, no need to be so formal. Don't worry. Mr. Archer has always been a man of great character, and he's also a well-known philanthropist here in Silverton. I respect him greatly, and I promise I'll do my best."Oliver, still thrilled, said, "Thank you so much, Dr. Stevens!"He quickly ushered Benedict to the bedside, and without wasting any time, Benedict began to examine Archer. Benedict took Archer's pulse with focused concentration. Soon, his brow furrowed slightly, and a look of concern
A sharp slap sound rang.Winston let out a painful scream as two of his teeth, bloodied, flew out of his mouth. His body spun like a top and was flung across the room, crashing hard onto the floor.The entire hospital room was eerily silent. Oliver stood frozen, shocked, and then erupted in fury, "Ragnar, you brat! How dare you hit my son!"He was about to rush forward, but Troy raised his hand and said calmly, "Seems like someone's itching for a slap. I don't mind giving a few more if you'd like."The room went still. Oliver froze in his tracks, his body trembling with rage. "Y-You dare to hit me?"Troy remained cool. "So what if I do? I only treat you like family out of respect, but if I decide to drop my pretense, you're nothing to me. Step forward again, and I'll make sure to slap you too. Go ahead and try me."Joanna's family watched, wide-eyed. Was Troy really this bold?Oliver's face turned purple with rage. After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and muttered, "Y-You'
A gush of black blood shot from Archer's mouth, splattering directly on Lillian's face.Lillian froze for three seconds, then let out a hysterical scream while frantically wiping her face as though she had lost her mind.The others around them were stunned into silence, while Archer's eyes rolled back, and he passed out again. Suddenly, foam started to pour from his mouth, and blood trickled from his ears and nose. The medical equipment attached to Archer emitted a shrill warning alarm."Grandpa!" Joanna cried out in panic, her voice filled with terror. Ryker and Oliver stood frozen in shock beside her.Oliver's face twisted with fury as he shouted, "Benedict! What the hell is going on? What did you do to my father?"Benedict trembled, his voice barely a whisper, "Mr. Oliver, I-I don't know what's happening with Mr. Archer."Oliver grabbed Benedict by the collar and yelled, "You're the one who saved him! You have no idea what's happening? I'll tell you this: If anything happe
A small, palm-sized parasite, mixed with the blood of the rooster from earlier, was spat out onto the floor.Everyone froze in shock, their bodies stiffening with fear as they stared at the unexpected scene.Troy acted swiftly, stamping on the parasite with his foot and killing it before giving a casual smile. "Mr. Archer, are you feeling better now?"Archer stood frozen for a few seconds, his eyes welling up with tears as he said, "Troy… You've saved my life! Ryker, Oliver, help me up. I need to thank Troy properly!"He attempted to get out of bed.Troy quickly stopped him with a gentle smile. "No need for such formalities, Mr. Archer. You're a man of honor, and I couldn't just stand by and watch you suffer, especially since you're Joanna's grandfather."Archer chuckled heartily. "Very well! In that case, I won't hold back. After all, you and Joanna are engaged now, which makes you family!"Troy smiled, his gaze shifting to Joanna. At that moment, Joanna was also looking at h
Troy didn't recognize the woman in front of him at first. He studied her for a moment, then his eyes widened with surprise."Regina?" Regina Wood was a classmate from when Troy was still at Silverton University, back when he was just a freshman. Three years had passed since then, but he still remembered many of his classmates' faces. Now, Regina looked strikingly different. She was dressed in a black bodycon skirt, her neckline plunging. A hint of her full curves could be seen, accentuated by her sharp, confident posture. Her legs, long and sleek, were wrapped in black stockings, and she wore a pair of high heels that added even more grace to her appearance. She was undoubtedly beautiful, and her body was nothing short of stunning.Troy quickly snapped his attention away, offering a polite smile as he said, "So it's you. It's been a while."Despite the years that had passed, Troy still valued the bond they once shared. He extended a hand in greeting. Regina, too, reached out
"Are all the employees at this commerce center like this? Won't this tarnish the place's reputation?" Troy said. Joanna's expression grew increasingly displeased. Troy was right. The businesses here were a reflection of the center itself. If the staff acted this way, it was a direct embarrassment to them, especially to the Skeldons' name. Joanna took a deep breath, then turned to Troy. "You're right. This does damage the image of the place. I'm sure they had some training when they first joined, and the service staff should always be polite to customers. I didn't expect something like this to happen." Troy's response was calm and matter-of-fact. "So, what do you plan to do about it?""I no longer have any say in this. You get to make the call now," Joanna replied, a slight edge to her tone.Regina, listening to their conversation, rolled her eyes and interrupted. "Can you two move away? You're embarrassing yourselves."Troy sighed, clearly fed up. "Regina, apologize to me righ
Regina was in complete shock. Troy...knew Sandy? And Sandy was treating him with such deep respect?!Regina felt like she was in some kind of surreal dream. How could this be happening?Sandy's voice trembled with nervousness as she said, "Mr. Ragnar... Please tell me what the issue is, and I'll resolve it immediately."At the sound of her words, Regina's legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground. Troy glanced over at Sandy and replied calmly, "An employee in one of your stores carries herself with so much arrogance. Not only did she refuse me entry, but she was also planning to have the staff remove me. Ms. Wren, is this how you normally run things here?"Sandy gasped, horrified. "Mr. Ragnar, I had no idea about this! Can you let me know which store is causing this trouble? I promise to get you a satisfactory answer."Troy turned slightly and pointed at Regina, his tone cool. "It's this store manager behind me."Sandy's head whipped around, her eyes flashing with f
Hannah's body jerked violently, her breath caught in her throat as her feet left the ground. Troy had yanked her up with such force that her body dangled helplessly in the air.She began to gasp for air, her limbs flailing in a desperate attempt to break free. Her legs kicked wildly, and her hands clawed at Troy's grip as she tried to pull his fingers from her throat. The lack of oxygen soon took its toll. Her vision blurred, and the once beautiful features of her face twisted into an expression of raw fear and pain.Troy's presence was suffocating, his murderous intent pouring out of him like a tidal wave, drowning her in an overwhelming sense of dread.Hannah felt like her body was being torn apart. The sensation of death pressed against her, and tears began to slowly slide down her face."Let me go… Please, please..." Her voice barely escaped as she gasped for breath.Troy's voice, cold and thunderous, boomed through the air, making her body tremble."Where are my parents?
In a split second, Troy's foot shot out like a missile, landing squarely in Timothy's chest.The force of the kick was thunderous.With a loud bang, Timothy flew backward, slammed into the massive living room, and shattered furniture scattered everywhere. He crashed to the floor, unable to rise, his body broken and battered.Hannah and Madeline screamed in terror, both frozen in shock at the scene before them.On the floor, Timothy spat out blood, the sound of broken bones echoing in the room. His chest heaved with pain as he clutched it. He was unable to stand, his face contorted with agony.Hannah and Madeline rushed to Timothy's side, helping him up. Hannah's face twisted with fury, her voice trembling with rage. "Troy, you scoundrel! How dare you touch my father!""You scumbags took my parents! You're asking for death!" Troy's voice was a cold, lethal growl as he walked toward them, his steps deliberate and heavy.Madeline stood up in a panic, pointing a trembling finger a
Timothy chimed in, his voice heavy with frustration, "Dad! Stay out of this! I'm on Hannah's side, too. My daughter got hit, and I'm heartbroken over it!"Connor's face turned purple with rage. He slammed his cane down on the floor, his anger building. "You… You know nothing! That Troy is no ordinary person. You don't even know his background, yet you talk like you understand everything! You'll see. I'm not getting involved in this, but you'll regret it later. Don't come crying to me when you run into trouble!"With that, Connor stormed out of the villa and walked toward the small mountain behind the estate to cool off.Inside the villa, Hannah scoffed, clearly irritated. "Grandpa is always so cautious! He's scared of someone like Troy, a total loser? How ridiculous!" She huffed, dismissing the whole situation. Pulling out her phone, she prepared to call Ferris.But just as she picked it up, the front door exploded open with a deafening crash. The heavy wooden door flew off its
At that moment, inside the grand mansion at the center of the Pierpoints' estate, Hannah sat with an ice pack pressed to her face. Beside her, Madeline asked, "Sweetheart, why don't you call Mr. Hawkin and check if that Ragnar kid has been taken care of? If he's been dealt with, maybe have him brought here so he can apologize to you."Hannah's lips curled into a smug smile. "Mom, Troy is definitely finished by now. Mr. Hawkin probably took care of him already. I'll call and find out."Just as she was about to dial the phone, an elderly man entered the room.The man was gray-haired, leaning on a cane, and dressed neatly. Despite his age, he seemed strong and full of vitality, and his eyes glimmered with intelligence.The moment he stepped in, Hannah's face brightened, and she affectionately called out, "Grandpa, you're back!"The man was Connor Pierpoint, the head of the Pierpoints family and Hannah's grandfather. He had just returned from a meeting at the company. With a warm
The arena was deathly silent.Everyone stood frozen, their eyes wide with disbelief. Fear gripped them—pure, unrelenting terror.Ferris Hawkins, the silver-haired man, was the reigning underground fighting champion of Silverton for three years, a man who had single-handedly taken down more than thirty fighters. He had even killed opponents with a single punch, causing their internal organs to rupture right there in the ring.Yet now, in front of this young man, he was reduced to nothing! The crowd swallowed hard, their gazes locked on Troy, their eyes wide with fear—fear they had never felt before.Troy's gaze slowly drifted to the two women standing nearby. They froze in terror, then, with a sharp scream, crumbled to the ground, their eyes filled with tears. "W-We had nothing to do with this... Please spare us..." Troy looked at them, narrowing his eyes slightly. A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. "Scared?"Both women trembled at his cold gaze, tears streaming dow
The toughest fighters in the arena, the ones who represented Silverton's strongest underground fighting force, were all lying on the ground, unconscious or worse. One by one, they had been knocked out cold.The few remaining who weren't unconscious dared not make a sound. Fear was etched across their faces, and some were even too scared to open their eyes as they trembled with terror.In the eerie silence, Troy flicked the cigarette from his lips before lighting up another one. His gaze shifted to the silver-haired man not far away.The silver-haired man stood frozen, his expression blank with shock. He stared at Troy as if his body had turned to stone.Beside him, the two beautiful women, both stunningly attractive, were as pale as ghosts, trembling uncontrollably.Troy's cigarette flickered in and out, his voice cutting through the stillness like a blade. "Anyone else think they can take me on?"The silver-haired man suddenly collapsed to the ground with a loud thud, his face
"Your parents?" The silver-haired man frowned slightly, then let out a cold, mocking laugh. "So you're the son of those two old fools?" Troy's smile grew colder, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "Just for saying that, you're not walking out of here today." A sarcastic grin spread across the silver-haired man's face as he slowly clapped, impressed. "Well, well. It's been years, but someone from Silverton finally dares to stir up trouble here. Guess you're one of those reckless young fools who doesn't know fear." Troy exhaled a cloud of smoke, his expression unamused. "Stop pretending to be something you're not. You're all just trash. Do you really think this sorry excuse for a fight club means anything? Hand over my parents, and I'll let you walk away alive." The moment his words hit the air, a deadly silence hung in the room, quickly replaced by a wave of fury. The bodyguards' faces twisted with anger, their eyes glowing with murderous intent. The silver-haired man's fac
As the knives came flying toward him, Troy moved with lightning speed, stepping aside with a fluid motion. He easily dodged the attack, his hand sweeping out like a flash of lightning, striking one of the men across the face. The others barely had time to react before they saw a dark blur flash by. The man who had been struck was sent crashing into the wall, leaving a large dent behind. Blood poured from his mouth as he crumpled to the floor, his body broken and his eyes rolling back in unconsciousness.The remaining bodyguards were frozen in shock for a moment before they screamed in fury, charging toward Troy.Troy smirked coldly, casually shaking his arm before disappearing from their sight. In an instant, he was behind two of the men, his hands grabbing the back of their necks and slamming their heads together with a sickening crack.The two men were sent reeling, their bodies swaying as their vision blurred. They collapsed to the ground, unconscious and motionless."Pathet
Troy's eyes were bloodshot, his anger rising like an uncontrollable storm. With a low growl, he crumpled the note into dust. "Hannah, how dare you touch my parents! I'll make you pay for this!" Fueled by rage, Troy stormed out of the small yard and hailed a cab to the Northside Boxing Arena.Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, in a luxurious mansion, Hannah sat with an ice pack pressed to her swollen face, the bruising slightly easing. Hannah's mother, Madeline Pierpoint, stood nearby, tears streaming down her face in distress. "Hannah, how dare that brat lay a hand on you! Don't worry. Your father and I will make sure he pays."Her father, Timothy Pierpoint, was just as furious. "That little rascal! How dare he hit my daughter! Who does he think he is? He's nothing but a useless fool. I swear I'll ruin him today, even if it's the last thing I'll do!"Hannah, still holding the ice pack, spoke, her voice seething with venom, "Dad, Mom, don't worry. Since you've already as