There were more than a hundred tables set up at the grandest hotel in Steinberg.Tonight was the wedding of Fergus Cobb, general manager of Cobb Corporation, and Whitney Sutton, CEO of Frostwave Corporation. Many of Steinberg's prominent individuals were invited.It was a grand celebration over at the hotel.Fergus, clad in his suit and tie, welcomed the heads of the elite families and company owners.After a while, he went aside and asked his subordinate, "Where's Whitney?""Ms. Sutton is still doing her makeup upstairs," the subordinate replied.Fergus nodded and went upstairs. He opened the door to the dressing room and was immediately blown away by Whitney in her wedding dress.She was absolutely gorgeous—the epitome of beauty."Winnie, you're way too beautiful." He stared at her greedily as if he would swallow her whole.Whitney gave him a small smile. She stared at herself in the mirror. Somehow, she wasn't really excited, especially when she saw herself in the mirror.
Leonardo groveled and cried as he came clean. Whitney froze. She frowned and asked, "You ordered someone to kidnap me? What do you mean?"Leonardo explained, "Your brother Dante owed our casino 50 million dollars. He told us to kidnap you so he could take over Frostwave Corporation. He'd then used the corporation's money to pay his debt.""What did you say?" Whitney looked shocked, and she trembled slightly.The one behind her kidnapping was Dante? Was Sebastian telling the truth that day?"Didn't Sebastian make you do this?" Whitney asked.Leonardo panicked. He quickly lowered his head to the floor and exclaimed, "Ms. Sutton, you've misunderstood him. Mr. Ballard was there to rescue you. Dante was the one who planned the whole thing. I have evidence."Leonardo took out his phone and played a recording of a phone call. After listening to it, Whitney staggered and fell into her seat. She finally realized that she'd misunderstood Sebastian. She'd even slapped him! "Oh no, wha
When Whitney arrived at the convenience store, she saw that the door was ajar and the lights were on. Whitney got out of the cab. She held up her wedding dress and rushed into the store, but no one was there. She saw the two wedding invitation cards she'd sent that afternoon lying on the table. Was Sebastian not here? Whitney looked around, but she didn't find him. She looked forlorn as she picked up the invitation card on the table. Her eyes reddened as tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. He didn't attend her wedding banquet.Whitney retrieved her phone to call Sebastian, but he didn't pick up.She called a few dozen more, but he didn't answer any of her calls. "Sebastian, where are you? Where in the world are you? I was wrong. I was the one who misunderstood you. I'm sorry. Please pick up the phone," Whitney cried anxiously as she continued calling him. …Fergus was talking to his dad in the private suite of the wedding venue. Suddenly, one of the butlers
One of the thugs with a machete stared coldly at Sebastian and sneered. "You punk, you're really here alone. If you don't want her to die, kneel now."Sebastian scoffed and glanced at them. He asked, "Are you Mateo's men?"The thugs' faces darkened.The one who spoke earlier raised an eyebrow."That's right, punk! We're with Mr. Mateo! Since you know now, let's cut to the chase. If you kneel and let us chop your hands and feet, we'll let her go. If not, we'll kill her immediately!"Steven, who was standing next to Rosalie, raised his hand and pressed a dagger on her fair neck. It pierced her flesh, and blood started oozing out.Rosalie struggled and yelled desperately, "Leave me, Sebastian. Go, just go now…"She didn't want Sebastian to be dragged down with her or get hurt because of her. Sebastian's eyes narrowed as he took count of the thugs quickly. There were 16 of them, 17 if he included the one beside Rosalie. The 16 thugs in front of him could be easily beaten. They w
"Oh? You recognized me?" Steven sneered evilly. Sebastian laughed and said, "Isn't the black star tattoo on your hand a mark of a Blacklister?"There was indeed a tattoo of a black star on Steven's arm. It was the symbol of the Blacklist. Every member had to carry this tattoo. The Blacklist was the country's chart of worst outlaws. Everyone on the list was an outlaw who committed all kinds of evil deeds. Among them were internationally wanted criminals, traitors of martial sects, and murderous demons. There were 100 people on the Blacklist. Every one of them were evil men who had blood on their hands. To become a Blacklister, you had to kill 100 people. The more people one killed, the higher one's rank would be. It meant that their target kills would be more formidable too. There was another way one could improve one's rank, and that was to challenge someone with a higher rank. Killing a higher-ranking Blacklister would allow one to replace that person. So, the Blacklis
"As for you, Dragon Slayer, you're weaker than I thought." Sebastian chuckled lightly. His tone and his reply were full of contempt.Steven was furious. "You're fucking dead!" he roared. His black hair curled up, and he dashed toward Sebastian with his fists out like a crazy and hungry wolf. Sebastian snorted. Without another word, he delivered a punch. His punch shattered Steven's fist directly, and even his arm cracked. Bones pierced through his skin, and blood was dripping everywhere. Steven staggered and took a dozen steps back. He held his shattered fist and stared at Sebastian in shock. "Impossible. This is impossible! How can a person like you exist in Steinberg?"Steven was thoroughly shocked. Panic and fear filled his heart. "Why is that so? This just shows that you've been living under a rock," Sebastian mocked mercilessly. Steven was horrified at his words. He rushed toward Rosalie, who was tied up on a chair behind him. He wanted to escape now. The only chan
Steven lay in the rubble. He snorted weakly and said, "I'm Dragon Slayer, no. 32 on the Blacklist. I won't betray my employer.""Is that so? Go to hell then," Sebastian said coldly without any hesitation. He crushed Steven's head with one single foot. Then, he retrieved a mobile phone from the thugs on the ground. He scrolled through the contacts and dialed a number. Mateo was waiting for news from Steven and his subordinates at a five-star hotel in Steinberg. Suddenly, his phone rang. Mateo picked up the call and asked anxiously, "How is it? Is the punk dead?"Sebastian replied coldly, "You should run now, Mateo Cortez. I'm coming for you."Mateo was utterly shocked when he heard Sebastian. "You… you're not dead? Where's Steven?" he stood up and yelled in panic. "You mean the Dragon Slayer? He's dead," Sebastian replied calmly. Upon hearing this, Mateo trembled as he slumped on the sofa. Steven's dead? He was a skilled assassin on the Blacklist that he hired at a high
"Is there anything else? If not, please go home," Sebastian said impassively. He turned to go in.Whitney was startled. She called out quickly, "Sebastian, don't you want to know why I came to see you?" Sebastian paused and said coldly, "No, I don't. With the way things are between us, we don't have much to say to each other. After tonight, you'll be married. We'd better not meet again." Whitney shuddered violently at his ruthless words. Tears started in her eyes, and she cried out, "Sebastian, I came to tell you I misunderstood you. I was wrong.""I just ran away from my wedding…" Whitney burst into sobs and wept. "I'm sorry, I was wrong. It was all my fault from the start. Please don't leave me. I really, really want to start again with you."Sebastian's heart skipped a beat, and he stood stiffly where he was. He took a deep breath and laughed in resignation. He said, "Is there any point in saying all this now? We're divorced. There's no way to put a cracked mirror back toge