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Atlas' hand swung fiercely, landing a thunderous slap across Yvonne's face. "You bitch! At this point, you still dare to lie to me? I'll kill you!" he roared with unrestrained fury. The force of the slap sent Yvonne flying several feet across the room. She crashed to the ground, coughing up blood before falling limp and motionless. Michael watched in horror, his heart pounding as cold dread seeped into his veins. Atlas was not just angry—this man was ready to kill. "Mr. Rhodes," Atlas growled, his piercing gaze locking onto Michael. "Didn't you swear to me that this filthy pair wasn't in your hotel?" Michael stumbled backward, his voice shaking. "Mr. Giordano, I… I didn't—" Atlas did not wait for an explanation. With a wave of his hand, he barked, "Take this lying fool outside. Don't kill him—I don't need the Rhodes family breathing down my neck—but make sure he suffers. I want him begging for mercy, wishing he were dead." Two Northern District enforcers grabbed Michael w
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Atlas snatched a few items from one of his men and threw them hard into Finley's face. "Finley, you claim that you and Yvonne came here just to rest and that nothing happened," Atlas growled, his voice sharp and cold. "Then open your eyes and tell me—what are these?" Finley shakily removed the items from his face, only to freeze in horror. His face turned crimson as he recognized the objects: two pairs of underwear that he and Yvonne had left behind in their frantic escape. Atlas's jaw tightened as he ground his teeth. He then grabbed one of Finley's lost red heels and a roll of crumpled tissues and tossed them at Finley with a forceful thud. However, he was not done. With a look of utter disgust, Atlas flung several used condoms at Finley, each hitting its mark. Finley recoiled in horror, dodging the sordid items as best he could. Around him, the Northern District men stared—some with anger, others with icy indifference, and a few with subtle disdain. Atlas was not the onl
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Finley put on his most sincere expression and said to Atlas, "Mr. Giordano, please give me another chance. I messed up this time, but I promise you, I'll make it up to you and the Northern District by achieving something that will redeem myself." Atlas' face remained tense, the fury in his eyes unrelenting. Several Northern District enforcers stepped forward, clasping their hands respectfully. "Mr. Giordano, Mr. Moore has admitted his mistake. Perhaps you could show him some leniency?" "That's right, Mr. Giordano. It's clear he acted out of foolishness. Now that he's willing to redeem himself, we think he deserves a chance to prove his loyalty." "Sir, you've always been wise and pragmatic. It's not worth holding onto rage over someone who doesn't deserve your energy. Consider this as throwing out a worthless piece of trash—it's just not worth your time." Atlas took a deep breath, their words clearly working on him. As much as he despised Finley at that moment, he could not de
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Andrew chuckled and said, "Mr. Giordano, you truly exude an air of authority. Your composure and dominance are impressive." Atlas scowled impatiently. "Cut the flattery, kid. If you've got something to say, just say it." He continued, "I know well that Natasha and Dylan practically follow your lead now. When it comes to scheming, you're the real mastermind here." Andrew quickly waved his hands and replied, "Oh, you're thinking too highly of me." He lowered his voice and added, "I just wanted to let you know, Mr. Giordano, that back in the lounge at West End Manor, I noticed something interesting in Mr. Moore and Ms. Fuller's glasses." He smirked slyly. "It's a rare substance called cantharides. Rumor has it, once a man and woman ingest it, the only way to ‘work it out' is through an intense… physical session to get rid of its effect—" Atlas could not take it anymore and shut Andrew off. "Enough! Shut your damn mouth! Don't say another word!" The fury and humiliation he h
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Atlas' mocking laughter echoed from a distance. "Before you came to Jayrodale, Northern District was already a dominant force. With or without you, it makes no difference. Also, Finley—I've been putting up with your nonsense for way too long!" "Get lost, you pathetic son of a bitch!" he added with a sneer. Left standing alone, Finley burned with murderous rage. Atlas had slapped him, severed their partnership, and humiliated him publicly. If that was the case, Finley decided there was no point feeling guilty anymore. Atlas, the so-called crime lord of the Northern District, was nothing more than a shortsighted fool. He thought someone as petty as Atlas never deserved his full support anyway, especially since everything was happening because of a woman. Meanwhile, Natasha and Dylan exchanged glances, their mutual excitement impossible to hide. The Northern District's two pillars, Atlas and Finley, had finally gone their separate ways. Now, it was their turn to take the stage.
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Andrew, Natasha, and Dylan returned to West End with their respective entourages. Andrew said, "Dylan, I don't think I need to handle the rest of Madam Vostokoff's business." The chaos he had stirred up was more than enough, and he had no intention of meddling further in the underworld. Dylan nodded. "Mr. Lloyd, you've already done far more than enough for us. Madam Vostokoff and I can handle the rest without troubling you further." Natasha chuckled. "Darling, you even managed to divide Atlas and Finley for us. Why not see it through to the end? How about taking Atlas out entirely for us?" Andrew shook his head without hesitation. "You know my rules, Natasha. I've already done more than enough, far exceeding the value of that so-called medicinal herb you offered me. Isn't it a bit excessive to keep asking for more?" Dylan quickly agreed. "Madam Vostokoff, Mr. Lloyd has gone above and beyond for us. Asking him for anything more wouldn't just break the rules—it would make us
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Dylan shrugged casually, clearly indifferent. He had already tried to warn Natasha, but if she refused to listen, there was not much he could do. It was obvious that Andrew was cutting her some slack—if someone like Michael had dared to act up, they would have been slapped into submission long ago. By the time Andrew returned to Moonlit Sanctuary, the sun was setting. He pushed open the door to the small house on the hill and found Marvin lounging under the tree at a stone table, sipping leisurely on some liquor. The table held not just Andrew's prized bottle of aged whiskey but also a few snacks that were perfect for drinking. Andrew walked over and smirked. "When did you start getting into the finer things in life, old man?" Marvin chuckled and raised his glass. "Sir, you're giving me too much credit. These fancy little snacks? Definitely not my handiwork." He gestured toward the house with a knowing look. Andrew frowned in confusion. "Who else would be here?" Just as
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Lauren's words caught Andrew off guard, and he stammered, "W-What? No, you…" He had assumed Lauren had uncovered some hidden truth or had some brilliant insight. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect her to come up with such an absurd and melodramatic theory. Meanwhile, Lauren looked utterly confident, her face glowing with satisfaction. "Mr. Yates is nearly 60 now and has never married—that's no secret in Jayrodale's elite circles! Everyone finds it strange that a man with such immense wealth hasn't taken a wife, or even had a mistress, second wife, or a random fling." She leaned in conspiratorially. "There's been plenty of speculation that Mr. Yates must've had a secret family hidden away somewhere. But because he's never said anything publicly, no one dares to gossip too much." Lauren paused dramatically and grinned. "I used to think Mr. Yates was just really good at keeping his private life private. But after getting to know you, and the more I've learned about you…"
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Meanwhile, at the Goth family back in Jayrodale. Dominic had been restless since he returned from Quinton's roundtable event. He thought it was the perfect time for the Goth family to rise. If he could impress Quinton, billions of investments would come pouring into the family. With that kind of funding, the Goths could skyrocket and finally stand shoulder to shoulder with the Weller family, the Rhodes family, and other regional powerhouses. Eventually, Dominic could not wait any longer and eagerly waited for Nyla to get home from work. He greeted her with uncharacteristic warmth. "Nyla, come here, sweetheart. You're back a little early tonight, huh? It's been a while since we all sat down for dinner together. Tonight, I want to have a real heart-to-heart with you." Nyla gave him a suspicious look but walked over and sat down beside him. Normally, Dominic was completely consumed by family business. Even when he came home, he only spoke to Camilla and barely acknowledged Nyl
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Tyler said plainly, "Seth? To be honest, I don't know you, and I definitely don't remember ever having a drink with you. So please, don't make up stories like that." He was still polite about it, but the message was loud and clear. Seth's face flushed with heat. Tyler had not yelled at him, but his tone made it obvious—he wanted Seth gone. He was not even acknowledged, let alone remembered, and the drink? A total lie. His attempt to show off had backfired hard, and the shame burned worse than any public embarrassment. Nonetheless, Seth did not have the guts to argue back. All he could do was step aside awkwardly, watching as Tyler turned his full attention to Aspen. Tyler said respectfully, "Ms. Stevens, your new company in Blumedale recently opened a corporate account with our bank, correct? A transaction just hit that account earlier today, and I felt this matter was serious enough that I needed to confirm it with you personally." Aspen frowned, thinking it over. The new
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Aspen could not help but laugh to herself. Men in Blumedale really were something else—being a player here took skill, and this one clearly had it down to an art. Seth spouted romantic lines like a pro, sounding so sincere it was almost believable. Compared to him, Andrew might have been a brute with zero charm who only knew how to exploit her, draining every ounce of energy she had left. Nonetheless, at least Andrew was not fake—what you saw was what you got. Meanwhile, this charming heir from the Haywood family was starting to feel downright repulsive. "Mr. Haywood, I've told you more than once—there's no chance between us," Aspen said, her voice firm. "You should know I'm not even free right now. Honestly, my body doesn't even belong to me. While I appreciate your feelings, you're just wasting your time." She let out a sigh as if she was tired of repeating herself. Seth's face turned cold as he said with conviction, "Aspen, tell me—who's the bastard? The one controlling yo
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Aspen silently swore that she was going to escape his clutches one day. The instructor, Lily Williams, replied calmly, "Yoga is a practice that helps you relax. It's about becoming one with nature and your own body and mind. What it values is harmony between humanity and nature—letting things flow naturally. "Ms. Stevens, your mind is clearly unsettled today. I think it's best we end your session here." Aspen thought for a moment, then nodded. "Alright. Thank you, Ms. Williams. I'll come back tomorrow." Lily smiled, then suddenly pointed outside the studio and said, "That gentleman is waiting for you again with flowers, Ms. Stevens. It's pretty obvious—he really likes you." Aspen turned her gaze toward the glass doors at the front of the studio. There stood Seth, holding a bouquet, dressed sharply and polished like a spoiled, wealthy heir straight out of a TV drama. His eyes glowed as he looked at her. His expression was calm and elegant, with a refined sort of charm. If sh
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Andrew chuckled mockingly. "Looks like Harvey and the rest have finally learned their lesson." After hanging up the phone, Andrew did not spare another thought for Quinton. Right now, in Jayrodale, it did not matter whether it was Quinton or even his father—the head of one of the Five Apex Families—if Andrew did not feel like showing respect, he would not even blink. Meanwhile, Francesca was in the shower, her curvy silhouette faintly visible behind the frosted glass. Andrew saw it every day, so he was completely unfazed by now. Before the busty little troublemaker came out and started clinging to him again, Andrew made another call—this time to Aspen. "What do you want?" Aspen snapped the moment she picked up. "Calling at this hour—don't you think that's incredibly rude?" Andrew smirked. "It's barely past eight—how is that rude? Or wait… are you with some pretty boy over in Blumedale right now? You two in the middle of something?" Aspen was furious and shouted, "You're dis
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Quinton muttered, "Christina's a tough one. She's still on guard and clearly doesn't trust me fully yet. So before I can truly get her under my thumb, I need to hit her with something big—something she won't see coming." Harvey chuckled coldly. "Fine, Quinton. I'll play along. I've been itching to make a move on the Stevens family anyway." Quinton nodded. "Good. Then wait for my signal, and act when the moment's right." … Meanwhile, over at Moonlit Apothecary, closing time had arrived. "Dr. Aicker, Dr. Lloyd, I'm heading home for the night!" Nyla said cheerfully. It was as if Camilla stealing her paycheck had never happened. Andrew smiled warmly. "Alright, Nyla. Get home safe." Nyla gave him a bright smile and walked out with her bag swinging gently by her side. Francesca watched her go and scoffed. "I can't believe how naive that girl is. She's being walked all over and doesn't even make a sound. Honestly, I don't get her." Andrew spoke softly, "Nyla's a kind girl. S
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Harvey stood up and said, "Mr. Wright, since the Weller family can't be of help, we'll be taking our leave." However, Quinton raised his hand. "Hold on. I've got something to discuss with you, Mr. Weller. Shawn, Christina—go on ahead. I just need a private word with Mr. Weller." Christina did not think twice and left right away. However, Shawn frowned. He wondered why Quinton was pulling Harvey aside instead of discussing it with him, his most trusted man. He felt slighted, but he did not dare show it. With a tight expression, he quietly walked out. Once everyone else had gone, only Harvey and a few of the Weller family's elders remained with Quinton. Harvey crossed his arms. "Alright, Quinton. Now that it's just us, what is it you need? If you're still trying to drag the Weller family into a fight with Andrew, then forget it. That's not happening." He locked eyes with Quinton, clearly on guard. Quinton shook his head, his face cold and composed. "Relax, Harvey. I don't
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Quinton glanced over, not thinking much of Dominic since the latter was just another small-time family head. He replied flatly, "Speak, Mr. Goth. If you really have a way to get me what I want, then I'll make you a promise right here. The Goth family will become the number one family in Jayrodale, and I'll personally make it happen." Dominic lit up with excitement. "Mr. Wright, you might not know this, but my daughter is currently working at Moonlit Apothecary. If you want the formulas for those two miracle pills, I just might be able to get them—through her." Quinton's eyes widened, and a look of shock turned into overwhelming joy. "What did you say? Your daughter works at Moonlit Apothecary?" "What's her name? How much does Andrew trust her? Is she part of the inner circle or just another employee?" He fired off questions without pausing, his mind spinning. It would not be useful if she was just a background worker or someone sweeping floors. He needed someone Andrew actual
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Harvey shook his head and said, "Sorry, Mr. Wright, I appreciate the offer, but the Weller family truly can't help you. I can only express my regrets." Quinton clenched his jaw and snapped, "So you're admitting you're just as spineless as the others? No different from that bunch of cowards who just walked out?" Harvey's face darkened—he had not expected Quinton to speak so bluntly and with such blatant disrespect. Harvey said coldly, "Heh, coward or not, call me whatever you want. But the Weller family is staying out of this. Because I have no interest in throwing myself into a pit I can't climb out of." It was a direct declaration, and Harvey clearly was not holding back anymore. He had already learned his lesson the hard way from crossing Andrew—he had paid for it, suffered for it, and was not about to make the same mistake again. Unless he had the power and a surefire win, Harvey was not going to make a single move. Quinton turned to glance at Christina, but she looked a
