After being on an airplane, a train, a car, and some other means of transport for half a day, Javier and Herschel finally arrived in Hyliveskia.Since Herschel had once fought there, he was very familiar with the roads and took Javier directly to a mercenary group.There, Javier met up with two more people Mackenzie had hired, Levi and Gabby. The two of them were from Javier’s country as well, each with their own past, but they had gotten close to one another on the battlefield. At present, they were in control of a team with approximately 3,000 men, all of whom were secretly employed by Mackenzie under Javier’s instructions. Although their numbers were great, Javier looked at their battered guns and…wondered if they could fire a bullet without the guns exploding on them…‘Come on, I’m about to ask this group of people to get to work, not send them off as cannon fodder!’Javier then asked, “Do you guys have better equipment?”Levi and Gabby obviously did not know who Javier
Before Javier had arrived, he had already found out that the information about his father and stepmother was inside an underground room in the town hall. However, that very town hall was now under the control of armed rebels, so he was going to have to fight them with force. Fortunately, the town hall was only about three kilometers from where they stood, which was not too far away. On top of that, there were only approximately 2,000 men guarding the place, which was why Javier decided to take action that night.After he explained his plan to Levi and Gabby, neither of them had any objections.They had not been afraid of facing the 2,000 guards before either, but now that they had brand-new firearms, there was nothing for them to be afraid of anymore! On top of that, all the mercenaries were eagerly waiting to try out their new equipment, so everyone was in high spirits! This was extremely promising because it was the exact kind of atmosphere Javier wanted from them. Thus, Ja
Chessie was in trouble. She was in a pretty sticky situation, in fact. Previously, she had taken the opportunity to completely absorb all of Andrew’s territories after his death. However, that was a huge piece of the pie that many hungry wolves had their eyes on. Coupled with the fact that Chessie had been the fastest and greediest to grab the pie, everyone else now had their eyes on her. Aside from the fact that she was currently the person with the most power, they were all eyeing her because she was a woman. In fact, someone had even said that they would not allow such a powerful woman to exist in their state! Thus, they all formed an alliance that would cumulatively go up against Chessie, taking her down permanently! On top of that, the person leading the Anti-Chessie Alliance was an old veteran called Jonah Lambert. “Those guys must have a death wish! How dare they think of laying their stinking hands on my woman?!”After instructing Faye to take good care of Chessie,
Javier shook his head, took out a cigarette, and lit it up. He moved the packet toward Jonah, but the older man waved dismissively.“Samuel didn’t remove his hands or my head. No. He simply killed my best friend.”Jonah’s voice broke as he wiped his wrinkled face and sobbed like a schoolboy. It took him a long time before he finally gained a hold of his tumultuous emotions. His mind seemed to have traveled back in time to when it had happened…Samuel was on his knees, trembling. Brilliant red blood dyed his hands.“I swear, Dad, he egged me on! He told me there was no point in school and education and told me…He told me I’d just end up working for him anyway. He told me to join him to make so much money our heads would spin and…surprise you.“I was sold. Age is catching up to you, Dad. You’re growing weaker and you can’t meet the challenges in this society. If I stuck to the well-beaten path of education just to become useful to you…how long would that take? So I thought I should
Javier got out of the car, wondering. He quickly noticed the grogginess in Jade’s half-open eyes—proof that she had just woken up.When asked why she had not gone to sleep yet, she replied, “I was going to the loo, then I heard your car, looked out of the window, and there you were! I knew you would stay here instead of coming back home because you wouldn’t want to wake me up, so…here I am, formally welcoming you home!”Javier felt warmth in his heart. Then, his eyes drifted to the glimpse of the masses peeking out of her décolletage, and his crotch felt even stronger warmth. “Well, well, well. Am I wrong to assume your urgency hides a naughty motive?”When she noticed Javier’s burning gaze lingering on her neckline, Jade flushed a little. “Urgh! Excuse you!”Despite being 27, Jade was acting like a 17-year-old ingenue with a huge, bashful crush on the boy next door. Strangely, it fit her vibe perfectly.Javier’s eyes followed the young woman as she sheepishly disappeared into the
Jade had lied.She had said she had heard Javier’s car while going to the bathroom and reacted by looking out of the window. That was not true at all.Javier woke up in the afternoon, long after Jade was gone. While passing by her study, he noticed that the table lamp was on, illuminating a heap of documents and files that were all related to Sammy-Blue Inc.He perused the information for a bit and discovered that Sammy-Blue Inc. was a relatively nascent company. Although it had been founded only five years ago, the company’s rise was meteoric, and its growth was manifesting into a smorgasbord of industries ranging from advertising, fitness, health, medicine, and even automobiles. If one looked at the trend of their expansion, one would conclude that the company was trying to kill itself by overextending. That was no way to sustain a company.And yet, Sammy-Blue Inc. managed to net an insane profit. By this point, its yearly profit had reached a staggering 348 million dollars.The
Late in the afternoon, at three, Javier and Chad arrived at Sammy-Blue Inc’s headquarters in the state capital.Chad had not stopped shaking his head since entering their office building. “What in the name of all things holy is this? It’s godd*mn chaos in here! Does the saying ‘too many cooks spoil the food’ mean anything to them while they organize their financial department? This entire building is made up of floors filled with ‘finance’ people! Why does an organization even need these many financial departments anyway? I swear to god, nobody here knows what they’re doing!”A leader as illustrious as Chad could, of course, easily spot the problems in the company’s management and organization. What was a mystery to him, though, was why Sammy-Blue needed such a preposterous number of people working on their finances.Javier sniggered to himself wordlessly. His suspicion that Sammy-Blue Inc. was a money-laundering scheme just kept growing stronger.A beautiful secretary led them to
Edna skidded toward the office like a fired bullet, her speed causing one of her heels to be kicked away in the dust. Unfortunately for her, even her arrival did not stop Javier from entering. In fact, he took this chance to spite her! That b*stard tossed her an irreverent wink, as though he was a…a flirt!Edna was infuriated. What kind of savage had she just met?! What a pr*ck!The chairman was going to fire her for sure, right?Javier’s attention moved on from her and into the chairman’s office. There was another man inside the room—a foreigner with a rather severe mien whose left cheek was marred by a long scar. Terror seemed to ooze out of it like miasma.In stark comparison, Samuel Lambert looked like a soft-spoken gentleman. With a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, he actually looked like a news anchorman more than anything else.The moment Javier kicked the door open, the foreigner shut his customized laptop. Samuel also got to his feet and leveled a frigid glare at
As Bernadetta launched a barrage of kicks against the restaurant door, Mrs. Greene summoned 120% of her strength, holding the fort. The older woman had made a living terrorizing others with absurd accusations and downright unreasonable demands, but this time, she had met her match. Bernadetta James put the “man” in the word “woman”—in that she resorted to violence as soon as things escalated. In the end, it took both Mrs. Greene’s apology and a deal to provide Javier and Bernadetta with three days’ meals, all free of charge, to make the young woman stop. Then—“because I actually have a weakness against people sincerely appealing to my better angels,” according to Bernadetta—she amended the peace offer, changing the three days’ free meals to…a week’s worth. Back in the inn, Javier expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Bernadetta for rescuing him. “I can’t thank you enough for standing by my side when I needed it the most, Bern. But I can thank you a bit more if you refrain from using t
Mrs. Greene opened her flap and unlocked the floodgate, the spit during her tirade so profusive that she could water an old lady’s lawn. “It’s him, officers! It’s all him! He did this to his own camera just to remove himself as a suspect, but we know better than that! He’s the guy who stole my goddamn lingerie!”She turned and trained her finger on Javier. “You vile, disgusting, degenerate piece of sh*t! Ptooey!”‘Back at you! I'd rather spend the night with my left hand than with you!’ By this point in the morning, Bernadetta had arrived at work. Her heels clicked onto the floor as she sauntered toward the commotion. As soon as she heard what had transpired, she laughed, looking clearly amused. She trained her perfectly manicured finger on Javier and piled on. “Oh, it was him. I can testify to that! He stole Mrs. Greene’s bra because he is…the Lingerie Phantom Thief! By day, he is Javier Kersey. At night, he is Jo Ker, the Bra Stealer!” Javier threw his arms up in exasperation
Javier shook his head. By the time his vision was back to normal, the dog was gone. It had escaped! “What kind of hell spawned this little sh*t?!” Javier wondered to himself aloud. “Was this really an effect of the world changing? Is this an example of mutation because of the Storm? Or is there something else at play?”Baffled and unsure what to think, Javier returned to the dorm and told the residents to open the door. Inside, he found Florence huddling the frightened kids closely. She was white from fear, and yet in the presence of vulnerable kids, she had assumed the role of the protector without a second thought. “Hush, it’s alright! It was fake. Someone pulled a terrible prank and put on this white sheet and…” Javier made up a fib to explain the haunting away exactly because the truth could land him in a mental institution. No one would believe him—and for good reason too!Javier drove Florence back to the Yuzuian restaurant, where the latter’s electric scooter was. While
A resentful wail—interspersed only by sobs that sounded more like someone was being strangled—was echoing in the middle of the night while Javier and Florence could not see even a single soul out there? Animated by the power of “hell, naw!”, Florence dove into Javier’s arms for protection. Her hands were clasped firmly on either side of her head, hoping to block out the ghastly demand in her ears. Her eyes were squeezed so tightly shut that even a crowbar could not pry them open.Javier himself was just as terrified. He would have felt better if he could see the source of the voice rather than just hear a woman sobbing about getting her head back. At least he would know what he was up against! But just hearing it without any visuals at all?! Nooooope!Then, Florence hugged him in a “help-me!” sort of way. She was soft and supple—damn, that sexy figure in combination with her silky-smooth skin sure was welcoming. She was warm, and damn did she smell good! Nothing competed with fea
The dog barked in protest as it pointed its paw at Javier with the intensity of a mob before executing a monarch. The flames in its eyes were so bright that they could incinerate Javier into ashes in milliseconds. In the end, though, all that protest was for naught. Constance tied it up in the parking garage, while Javier watched in glee. Ah, sweet, sweet revenge! The stupid dog had thought it could set him up, had it? That would teach it!The look the Pomeranian shot him almost felt like a threat: ‘Just you f*cking wait, hooman!’‘Wait for what? How much can a stupid b*tch like you do to me?’ Javier scoffed in his mind. Now that the four-legged pest was gone, Javier turned back to Constance and talked about the new orphanage. As it turned out, despite the old woman’s sentiments for the building she had founded, she was a lot less obstinate and unreasonable as she might appear. “I mean, I don’t object to it completely. I know the new place is gonna be better, but…” She faltered a
Florence called half an hour later to tell him where they’d be having dinner. After leaving the inn in Bernadetta’s care, he hurried to the venue. Florence had picked a newly-opened Yuzuian restaurant. Javier had never liked Yuzuian restaurants, but since Florence had invited him, courtesy stopped him from asking the woman to change their meeting venue. He found Florence quickly enough and sat across from her. They placed their orders, and Javier began his performance: He started sighing and doing his best to look forlorn. It intrigued Florence enough to ask what was wrong, and Javier told her about his unfortunate beef with Constance that day.“It’s so unfair, man! Why would I bully a dog for no reason?” he moaned. “I’m sure Aunt Constance misunderstood. You’re a knightly, heroic, kind man! How could someone like you possibly get off on hurting a dog? I’m sure Aunt Constance was just too worried about the dog’s welfare to think things through. She didn’t mean it. I can vouch for
Herschel was dressed quite sharply today. It was the full ensemble—black leather shoes, black slacks, a white collar, and last but not least, the good old oil-slicked hair. The typical look of a high-ranking office worker, just as Javier had requested. Ordering him to get in his car, Javier asked, “You brought all the stuff I told you to?”“Yo, I would never forget the stuff my boss told me to bring. I’ve got all the preparations down pat. You can check ‘em if you don’t trust me,” Herschel replied. He fished an ID and some documents out of his leather bag. “See? All the documentation a journalist in the most important room of a news agency would have.”After a round-check and some instructions, Javier sent Herschel on his way to complete his mission. The man was strangely reluctant, though. “Boss, you told me you decided to work in that inn, right? Does that mean, you know, that you’re gonna call me ‘boss’ while you’re there?”Javier had almost forgotten he had mentioned this. It
Javier’s suspicion turned to Constance Hellman’s white Pomeranian. He turned to the director’s office and met the dog’s eyes. With its paws on the windowsill, it hoisted itself up to look out of the window. Seeing the dog cracking a lopsided grin and baring its fangs—beaming as smugly as a teacher’s pet who had managed to subdue everyone through the power of being the boss’s favorite—made it look both amusing and chilling. It would have been had the dog not caught Javier’s gaze, suddenly dropped the smile, and put on a face that seemed to be saying, ‘I’m just your average dog! Nothing to see here!’And then it feigned—yes, feigned—a yawn as its one last measure to cover up the fact that it had been laughing smugly to itself. ‘What. The. Actual. F*ck?!’ Javier thundered in his mind. ‘B*tch’s a natural actress! What’s it doing here instead of being interviewed on a talk show after becoming viral on TikTok?’In combination with Russell’s report, the incident inside the director’s of
As Javier was befuddled, Constance rushed in from outside and picked up the white Pomeranian gingerly to carefully check its injured leg.“Oh, baby, what’s the matter? Did you hurt your leg?”The white Pomeranian whined in pain and began twitching upon hearing Constance’s concerned question. This upset Constance so much that she admonished him sternly. “Mr. Kersey, I thought that you were a loving person, but I can’t help doubting your motive now.“I’m skeptical about you taking good care of the kids here when you’d even hit a cute dog!”Javier felt extremely offended. When had he hit the dog? He hurriedly explained, “Madam Hellman, I didn’t do anything!”Constance asked angrily, “You didn’t do anything? Why would it suddenly limp now and whine so pathetically? Why did it hurry over to me? Give me a reasonable explanation!”Javier was in distress as well. “How would I know? It was fine when I was carrying it just now, but it wanted to get down on the floor, so I carefully placed