Chapter 1849

The Yacanos might have their roots in Drunham City, but their old house was not in the city proper. It was nestled in a private estate right where Drunham met the state line, surrounded by the top of the city's clans.

Excitement shone in Jaxon's eyes. He knew tonight the Yacano household would be anything but peaceful.

His moment had come at last! He had bided his time, long and hard.

While Cirroc wasted his days in a haze of luxury, Jaxon had been the picture of dedication, quietly building his empire, never stepping on any toes.

All to cast a stark light on Cirroc's failings. Then, after years of playing the long game, he had the Yacano family's favor tipping his way.

However, mere scraps were not going to cut it. He was not after a sliver of the pie.

He was after the whole thing—the entire Yacano empire!

Then, at long last, his chance had come. The scales were tipping in his favor.

When Xerxes dragged him back to the Yacanos, he was nothing but a sob story to them, a nobody,