Javier was also worried about this and had hypothesized from another perspective.“If that’s really the case, everything makes sense then. Why all the families were attacked simultaneously, and the blow hits the nail right on the head, striking where it matters—because it’s a blow coming from within one’s family.“Why have they been so bold to open fire at all the families simultaneously? It’s because they’re the combination of all the families themselves. Others are scared and reverent of us but not them. Not only aren’t they scared, but they despise us.”Zephiel fell silent after Javier analyzed the issues. He had also thought of this possibility. Even though he did not want to admit it, he had to think of the worst-case scenario.Many formidable forts had been destroyed from the inside because the insiders knew them the best. Forts like these could not be changed easily. The Kerseys, for example, were akin to a fortress. The fortress guards renegaded and led the enemy in for an
Another half a month passed. Javier finally received a call from home, but it was not from Zephiel—it was William.“Javier, I’m sure you’ve heard about Uncle Arthur from grandpa, so I won’t say more to you. Grandpa’s about to hold a family meeting to talk about Uncle Arthur. Hurry and come back!”William sounded grim and even vaguely aggrieved. Was he mournful about Arthur betraying the family?Javier found it a little unbelievable. He called Zephiel after ending the call with William, only to find that Zephiel’s phone was turned off. He also could not get through to the old man’s butler.It did not sit right with Javier, but he dared not think further about the worst, afraid that he would think of scenarios he could not accept. Nevertheless, he called Mackenzie. The latter was the holder of their family’s underground forces and was absolutely loyal to the old fox.“Mackenzie, William asked me to return home for a family meeting, saying that it’s grandpa’s order, but I can’t get t
To a family dealing in arm0s, getting a few submarines was no big deal. The issue was…why was Javier asking for submarines? Was he fighting someone!?When Angeline asked about the situation, in particular, Javier did not hide the fact, nor could he. His purpose would be clear when Angelina’s submarines arrived at the sea vicinity of his home island, so there was no need for him to keep it from her.By the time Javier told Angelina the entire story, the latter’s tone was one of shock. “Has William lost his mind!?”This was the only explanation that could justify why he would do something this crazy.Javier did not say much to Angelina, telling her, “If you want to wipe the Kerseys out, this is a good chance.”There was a momentary silence from Angelina’s side before she replied, “I wouldn’t want the Whites to take us out in the name of getting revenge for you guys!”‘A clever woman and a smart decision.’ Javier was relieved that Angelina realized as much. Besides, the Kerseys coul
William held a trump card in his hand. Nobody knew what it was, not even Zephiel.In fact, Zephiel was curious about what it was and wanted to know, but his conflicting mentality ended up making him give up on the thought.The way he would know what the trump card was would be when William used it. On the other hand, not knowing what it was meant that William still did not have the opportunity to use it yet. Ultimately, William chose not to be swayed by his thoughts and made a phone call… “Capture Ciara right now!”Zephiel was genuinely stunned when he heard this. He looked at William in disbelief. “Is this your trump card?”William sneered. “Why? Do you think I’m shameless? You’re absolutely right. I am a shameless man! I know that Ciara isn’t Javier’s biological sister, nor is she your granddaughter. In fact, she’s got nothing to do with the Kerseys at all!“So, this means she’s Javier’s woman, and he will do anything I say for her sake!”Zephiel was thoroughly disappointed
William’s rebellion had come to an end. Even though it had caused quite a ruckus, this was only caused by someone’s personal capabilities. If it were Javier who had rebelled, he would have stirred up an entire sh*tstorm. However, Javier was not going to rebel, nor did he have a reason to, and it was because of this that William was the one who rebelled, and ultimately failed. After Javier ended his call with Zephiel, he heaved a long sigh.In truth, Javier understood that the old fox could have gotten out of the situation safely even if he had not gone there to save him.After all, William was too weak to hold the old fox hostage.However, Javier was not brave enough to take a risk because it would be very bad if William somehow ended up hurting the old fox.In fact, Javier could vaguely sense that this was all a tactic the old fox had deliberately used.William rebelled, Javier placed him under control, and Arthur went off to their enemies for support…After all of these i
Geoffrey’s disappearance had been kept under very tight wraps by the Whites, so many people did not know what had happened.Coincidentally, this had happened while the Kerseys were having an internal strife, so everyone’s focus had been diverted, allowing Geoffrey’s escape to slip past them. When Piers found out that Renly had defied his instructions and sent his men after Geoffrey, only to realize that the entire island was surrounded by mines, he could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. ‘He only did all this to stop us from pursuing him…But what if he were to try and destroy the Whites completely?‘By then, mines wouldn’t be the only thing deployed. There’d be torpedoes too. He might release so many torpedoes that this entire island would get leveled. ‘Has Geoffrey actually managed to come up with such a grand-scale scheme while he has been under house arrest over the past 20 years?’Piers was filled with disbelief and felt that his youngest son must have colluded wi
“A meeting amongst the major families?!”The old fox had told Javier that the Whites were organizing a meeting amongst the major families. This left Javier feeling rather shocked. ‘What’s all this about?’This was a meeting the family leaders from all the major families would attend, so it was similar to a United Nations General Assembly. The difference was that the people attending the latter were leaders from various countries. Thus, a meeting of this scale would usually not be held unless something important was happening.This was not just because someone wanted to show just how powerful they were, but because whatever the situation was, it had to be very dangerous. After all, there were many people, or many countries in fact, who despised the major families. Thus, a meeting of this scale would usually be the best opportunity for everyone to launch a missile at their meeting venue, and if they did, they would all be sitting ducks. Therefore, such a meeting would only be
After they were done with their private time, Jade was told that Javier was taking her to the meeting and immediately felt that something was wrong.“Honey, I don’t think this is a good idea. This is an extremely important meeting, so if you take me there, it’ll make you seem like you’re taking your woman traveling, when this is supposed to be a serious talk. Others will find it very inappropriate and think that you aren’t being serious about this. I shouldn’t come.”If Jade were any other woman who yearned for fame and glory, she would definitely have been jumping around in joy and would have agreed to go immediately. However, Jade was obviously not that kind of woman. Instead, she would always think from Javier’s perspective and set her own benefits aside. It was exactly because of this that Javier kept falling deeper and deeper in love with her. Regardless of how many women he had on the side, he had acknowledged that she would always be his queen. He gently embraced her fair
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