Chastened by Timothy's stern warning, Ywain fell silent, his head bowed, lost in the weight of the moment.The other three elders frowned in disapproval, their eyes fixed on Ywain. Geoffrey chastised, "Ywain, Liam has been our shield on the Biskeland frontier for seven years. He led hundreds of thousands in the Pendragon War Zone, faced death countless times, and held off the armies of eight nations. He's kept our people safe. Now, he's about to get married. What's so wrong about giving him a wedding fit for a hero?"The other elders nodded in agreement. Timothy, with a thump on the table, added, "He's right! Liam's a war hero, a guardian of our nation. A grand wedding is the least we owe him. Besides, when has a commander ever had anything less than a state wedding? It's been ages since Biskeland has seen such a celebration!"Ywain mopped his brow, nodding fervently. "Absolutely, I've got it!"Timothy, still a force to be reckoned with despite his retirement from the top brass, ra
Geoffrey's feigned disapproval could not fool anyone, least of all Michael and Jim, who could not help but tease him. "Come on, Geoff, you're one to talk about Timothy. Take a look in the mirror. Your grin's so wide it could wrap around your head!""Exactly, Geoff. You act all grumpy, but you're always quick with a jab!"Timothy shot back with a grin, "What's it to you if I'm happy, Geoff? That young man is as dear to me as my own grandson, and I worry about him just the same! And look at you, trying to play it calm while you're practically splitting your cheeks with that smile!"Remembering something, Timothy narrowed his eyes at Geoffrey and added, "And let's be honest, Geoff, you're the king of trash talk, and when it comes to playing favorites, you take the crown. Don't think I haven't noticed all the extra gear you've been sneaking into the young man's unit. The other four zones haven't even seen some of that stuff! If their commanders catch wind of this, there'll be hell to pa
In the Crystal Elegance Palace's main hall, a middle-aged man was bent over his work at a desk, a golden beaded curtain hanging before him, shielding his face. However, even that could not mask the powerful vibe he gave off."Your Majesty!"The moment Timothy and his crew entered the hall, they were hit by the man's formidable presence. It was a quiet kind of power, but it made them want to step back in respect. They made their way to the heart of the hall and bowed deeply."What's the matter?"A strong and commanding voice rolled out from behind the golden beads, filling the hall like a tolling bell."Your Majesty, the Commander, Liam, is getting hitched in a royal wedding!" Timothy announced with all due respect.The man behind the beads paused, pen in mid-air, and lifted his head. His face remained a mystery behind the curtain.Then, a guy in a suit, holding a pale golden scroll, descended the steps from the side of the platform and approached Timothy and the others, giving a
Timothy shot back, and the others quickly agreed, their faces lighting up as they made their way to their sleek cars.Meanwhile, a different scene unfolded in a long-abandoned villa on the outskirts of Biskeland Athenapolis.In the vast, dimly lit hall, a group of figures clad in black, their faces hidden behind masks, bowed in reverence.Dominating the room was a man in a black suit with a ghostly mask, his presence casting a bone-chilling aura over the silent assembly."Useless fools! You assured me that seven years ago, not a single soul from the Cole family in Drunham City was left breathing. So why are we seeing their remnants now?"With those words, the man in the ghost-face mask flung three photographs to the ground.One photo showed Liam with his arm around Jovie, shopping at the mall. The second was a clear shot of Jovie's face, and the third captured Celena.The leader of the black-clad men at the front picked up the photos, studied them for a few seconds, and then spo
Liam, worn out from the day's events, slumped on a bench in the empty hospital corridor. Night had crept in, leaving the space deserted, the sterile tang of disinfectant hanging in the air, adding to the chilling silence.Suddenly, darkness swallowed the corridor as the lights flickered. The floor's glow-in-the-dark markers offered a faint guide, while the wind's mournful howl outside seemed to carry the echoes of pain and rage.Unmoved, Liam remained seated, his eyes piercing through the blackness with the intensity of a predator stalking its prey.Soft footsteps, barely perceptible against the whispering wind, approached from the corridor's end. There were three figures.Liam's sharp ears did not miss a beat. He quickly sized up the newcomers. How many and how dangerous?Were they there with bad intentions to take him out?Had enemy spies slipped into Drunham City?Liam stayed put, his presence as undetectable as a shadow.At the corridor's end, three silhouettes clad in bl
Crack!Laim effortlessly broke the wrist of the man in black, who was gripping a dagger!"Ah!"The pain was immediate and intense. He let out a stifled scream, muffled by the mask he wore, which prevented the sound from traveling far.However, the eyes that peered out from the mask betrayed his excruciating pain.At that same moment, the dagger the assassin held dropped, but Liam was faster. In no time, he snatched the dagger from the air and hurled it backward!Swoosh!The dagger flew, a silver flash cutting through the air, its lethal intent as chilling as ice. It went straight through the throat of another assassin, blood spurting out as the blade impaled his windpipe before clattering to the ground behind.Bang!The assassin fell before he could even grasp what had happened, his eyes still wide with a murderous rage that would never be fulfilled. He hit the ground with a heavy thud.Dead before he hit the floor.The last assassin in black saw his ally on the ground, bloo
Pain contorted the assassin's face, and blood trickled from the corners of his mouth. His mask hid his expression, but the spasms racking his body left no doubt about his agony.Liam stood at the third-floor window, gazing down with icy detachment at the two figures sprawled below. Without hesitation, he vaulted from the window, plummeting three stories to the ground.For anyone else, such a fall would be fatal or crippling. However, Liam landed easily, the ground thudding under his feet and the tiles fracturing beneath his weight.He approached the downed assassin, his face set in a grim mask of authority. Towering over the survivor, he demanded, "You're quite skilled. You've been trained, haven't you? Talk. Who do you work for? What's your business here?"The injured assassin squinted up at Liam, his face obscured by the shadows, and gasped, "I don't know what you're talking about!"Liam's boot came down hard on the man's chest. A slight press and a sickening snap of ribs breaki
The moment the shadowy figure leaped onto the car, it tore out of the hospital's parking lot.Liam remained rooted to the spot, a surge of murderous rage boiling up within him.He cast a calculated, complicated look at the would-be assassins then lying motionless at his feet, his face twisted in disgust.Those guys were pros, no doubt. What the hell were they doing in a hospital, trying to barge into Celena's room? Liam was left wondering whether they were after him or Celena and her kid.Knowing the getaway car was long gone, Liam glanced at the two bodies in black, whipped out his cell, and called Calum, his voice like ice. "We had three pros show up at the hospital. Get over here and clean this mess up, pronto.""And get Howard on the line. Tell him to lock down the hospital, check the nearby cams, and keep an eye out for any sketchy characters around Drunham City lately!""Professional assassins? At the hospital?""Boss! You and the missus okay?"Calum's voice shook, a cock
Meanwhile, Celena and the group were taken out of the hotel and shoved forcefully into a couple of jeeps waiting at the entrance. They were whisked away to a nearby military base. Before they could even get their bearings straight, they found themselves being tossed into holding cells. Celena, on the other hand, was taken separately to a small, dark room, illuminated only by the barest sliver of light that peeped in through a tiny window. The room was entirely empty, save for a metal bed frame. A sour stench hung in the air, and it was clear this room had been abandoned for a very long time. A soldier shoved Celena roughly into the room, and before she could realize what was happening, the soldier slammed the door shut.The soldier had pushed Celena so hard that she fell onto the ground, but upon seeing that her captor was about to leave, she leaped to her feet and sprinted over to the door. "Sir, can you tell me what I did wrong? Can you please have mercy on me? Can you at least
Tristan seemed just as baffled as they were. He returned their puzzled gazes with an equally perplexed one of his own. "I… I have no idea…"The general glanced sharply in their direction, then gestured to his soldiers and declared sternly, "Take them away!"His soldiers obliged and stepped forward to restrain the members of the Drunham City Connoisseurs, who all shrieked in alarm, "Why are you taking us away?""General, what did we do wrong? We didn't do anything illegal, so why are you arresting us?""Mr. Xander, save us! They've got this all wrong!""What's going on here? Why are they arresting only us?"Celena's entire body was shaking like a leaf. She eyed the soldiers around her and asked, stammering, "General, what did we do wrong? Why are we being captured? Where are you taking us?"Tristan, stricken with panic, shoved a soldier aside and shouted at the general, "General, I'm the president of the Drunham City Connoisseurs, and I want to know why we're being taken away. Wh
Celena was utterly terrified by the sudden turn of events. She stared pale-faced at the soldiers around her, not daring to move even a muscle. What was going on?All of a sudden, a man in a uniform stepped into the room. The badge on his shoulder indicated to everyone that he was a general. The heavy thumping of his boots echoed through the silent room with every step he took. All eyes were on him as he stepped onto the stage.He carried himself with great authority, and clearly, this man was not one to be messed with. He scanned the room as if searching for someone. Finally, he announced in a deep, resounding voice, "Do not fear, ladies and gentlemen. We are here on a routine check after receiving a tip-off regarding your conference. We will release you all once we have carried out our investigation, and the process will be quicker and smoother if you all cooperate. "Now, I would kindly request you get your documentation ready so that my men may confirm your identity."Everyone
Derek nodded earnestly and replied, "Of course it's true. My sources have never failed me. I wouldn't have trusted you with this information if I didn't think you'd be interested."Celena stared at him for a moment, then turned to glance in the direction of the people he had pointed. She could not help but be tempted by the offer. She considered this for a few moments, then accepted his offer. "Alright then, Mr. Duncan. I'll go with you. Thank you for inviting me."The smile on Derek's face widened. He could hardly believe his luck—Celena had agreed to go with him! Taking that first step was always the hardest, but he had done it!Unbeknownst to Celena, Derek already knew her long before their first meeting at the conference. Her name was known far and wide in Drunham City, not least because of her beauty, but because of her—in the eyes of the public—tragic marriage. Celena had earned herself a reputation as one of the most beautiful women Drunham City had ever seen, and although
The attention they received, however, was large due to Celena and her young, handsome companion, who was a man named Derek Duncan. Their attractive looks, both individually and combined, were easily the topic of discussion that night. Everyone who laid eyes on them admired both their good looks and brains, for certainly only the cream of the crop were allowed to attend this prestigious event. What made this feat even more impressive was the fact that they were both so young!Aside from her beauty, Celena's name was already known far and wide in the business world, not just because of her strong leadership but due to her association with Liam and her company's connections with many international corporations. She had started her business from scratch, but within a few short months, she had single handedly built it up to become one of the top ten grossing companies in Drunham City.There were hundreds of people gathered there tonight, and their seats had been allocated according to t
The moment Clifford left, Kastor turned to Liam with a wide grin, all hint of his hostility now gone. "Mr. Cole, thank God I arrived just in time."He raised his brows as he said this, and Liam took this to mean he was trying to claim credit. Truth be told, he would have been able to handle things on his own even without Kastor's help, but he decided this was a detail Kastor did not need to know. Instead, he returned Kastor's smile graciously. Kastor, like a child, burst into laughter at this. No further words were exchanged, but they understood the message nonetheless.Jeffrey also grinned. "Kastor, what brings you here all of a sudden?"Kastor replied, "Ah, you might not know this, Mr. Stein, but I actually own this very restaurant that you're sitting in right now. One of my employees called me for help, citing that a brawl was about to break out, so I rushed over immediately. I had no idea it would turn out to be you and Mr. Cole!""Ah, what a pleasant surprise, then!" Jeffrey
Clifford scowled upon hearing this. He cracked his knuckles menacingly as he stared at Kastor through narrowed eyes.Kastor did not seem at all intimidated by this. Instead, he brushed past him and approached Liam, smiling. "Mr. Cole, I apologize for the delay. I rushed over as soon as I heard the news, but I was late anyway. I'm so sorry for the wait."Liam's expression eased up slightly. He tugged the corners of his mouth into a strained smile but did not reply. Clifford's expression turned even more sour when he sensed Kastor's tone. He asked sharply, "What is the meaning of this, Kastor? Are you intent on making me your enemy?"Clifford's reputation was known far and wide, and many feared him, but Kastor was not one of them. He shot Clifford a look of utmost disdain and replied, smirking, "Yes, Clifford, that's exactly what I'm going to do. So what if we will be enemies from now on? What are you going to do about it?"He was confident that Clifford would not dare to retaliate
One of the muscle-bound goons stowed his submachine gun and drew a hefty machete, nearly a foot long, from his side. He advanced on Liam with deliberate steps.Calum and Cirocco were poised for a fight, ready to jump in at Liam's command and wipe out the roomful of petty thugs.However, Liam had other plans. He remained seated, an unfazed smirk playing on his lips, watching the approaching thug with the machete.The thug, mistaking Liam's calm for fear, grinned viciously and raised his machete, aiming for Liam's arm.However, in a flash, the scene changed.A figure hurtled through the air, and with a resounding crash, the thug was sent flying into the wine rack. The rack toppled, bottles shattering, their contents spilling and perfuming the air with the scent of alcohol.The thug hit the ground, blood spurting from his mouth, his eyes wide with shock. He lay there, lifeless, staring at Liam, dead before he hit the floor.The room plunged into a deathly hush.Corie clapped a h
Corie was also shaken, her fists clenched tight under the table as she watched Liam with wide, fearful eyes, barely managing to whisper, "Liam!"Liam stood there, steady as ice, without a trace of fear. "Don't worry, I've got this," he assured.Corie, seeing Liam's calm dismissal of the threat and recalling his proven strength, felt her fear ebb away.She could not explain it, but she had an unwavering faith in Liam.Across from them, Clifford lounged back, his legs thrown carelessly over the table, his gaze dripping with disdain. "You don't know who you're messing with, do you?" he sneered. "Karpos works for me, Clifford. And yet, you've got the gall to attack my men in broad daylight? You're in over your head!"Jeffrey was about to chime in, but one look at Liam's icy demeanor and he thought better of it, choosing instead to watch the scene unfold in silence.He was curious to see just how Liam would handle that.Liam chuckled, a sound as cold as the winter wind, and fixed Cli