However, Xander had a gun now, and it was the most advanced one.Xander said excitedly, "This is the enemy's sniper rifle. It has excellent accuracy and is said to be equipped with night-time silencing and infrared vision.Suddenly, Xander became a bit depressed. "I don't really understand the specifics, but this is the gun that injured Mr. Gagnier. Thankfully, he dodged in time. He only hurt his arm. Miss, where did you get this gun from?""I picked it up just now, thinking you guys might need it." Aria was from the Special Missions Unit and carried out missions at the border. Thus, she knew guns from the back of her hand. Naturally, her photographic memory was to thank as well. Upon hearing that, Xander asked again, "Are you really giving it to me?"Aria looked into his eyes and smiled. "Based on the calluses on your hands, you've trained a lot. A good sniper is important to have in a team. However, not everyone can become one."While your outgoing personality may not suit the
The female student glared at him. "What are you saying? Evander, it's fine if you've forgotten. Stop running your mouth."Evander Fenwick also realized how insensible his words were. "Of course, we won! Plus, we had a perfect victory!""Yes! The Krowonians even admitted defeated by themselves. I remember this well," the female student chimed in.Upon hearing that, the female soldier's eyes lit up. She immediately asked, "Will the Krowonians really admit defeat? It's currently 1940. Will they surrender this year?""I think so." They realized how little knowledge they knew when they really needed it. They seriously couldn't remember.The female student wearing a Krowonian traditional outfit, Astrid Storme, remembered a little. "I'm pretty sure it's not this year. Let me recall back."The hope in the female soldier's eyes dimmed. Xander couldn't stand it and stepped in. He questioned harshly, "How could you not remember? It's such an important incident for us. I…I…" His eyes reddene
His companions begged, "Miss, please let him go. He just has a foul mouth. He doesn't mean anything bad."Aria raised her eyebrows. "Oh? The words one says without thinking are the truest reflection of one's inner thoughts. I don't care if he means harm or not. If he continues taking bullshit before you guys return, I'll make him stay here forever."It was at that moment the students realized Aria's attire clearly meant she wasn't from this era."Look at her shoes! It's a limited edition!" Astrid exclaimed.Even at this moment, the only thing she cared about was whether Aria's shoes were limited edition.Aria always thought people have different values in life. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many twisted criminals or people proud to be homewreckers in this world.However, Aria hated these people the most. She glanced over at the female student. "The Krowonians would love someone with your make-up and attire. Why don't I send you over to buy us some time?"Astrid turned pale. "W
Paggie could barely conceal the excitement on her face. "Miss, is everything you said true?" she couldn't help but confirm.Aria nodded. "That's right. They came here first. I'm sure they had already filled you in about future events."Paggie smiled. "That's right. They told us Farshya would have airplanes and cannons that are more advanced than those outside our country in the future."When our unit saw these students, we were quite stunned. We couldn't understand some of the things they said, like mouse, laptops, and the internet. They said they got here while surfing the internet, and honestly, I don't know what they're talking about."Their clothes do seem quite fashionable. I thought they returned from overseas when I first saw them. When they said they came from the future, we all thought they weren't in their right minds from the bomb blastings."I already talked with them before you came here. I still think it's quite unbelievable they're from the future."Paggie handed a
In fact, Paggie didn't seem to be looking at Aria. Instead, she saw the future they had fought so hard to have through her. With a spirit in harmony with Heaven and Earth, all of the soldiers endeavored to improve the lives of all, preserving the wisdom of their elders and bringing forth an age of lasting peace and prosperity. As long as the new Farshya was not formed, Paggie wouldn't give up.Paggie had previously felt a bit disappointed, but not because the younger generations had forgotten them. Instead, she was concerned that their future generations, for whom the mentors had great expectations, might have grown self-satisfied and dependent on others.Were all of them like this in the future? Were they still being bullied in the future?The thought made Paggie feel uneasy until she met Aria. By then, she understood that their future generations were doing well. Their future generations were more cultured and talented, knowing more than them. Plus, they had endless confidence
"Shut up." Evander was still thinking about the tools he needed to start a fire.Benedict was still in pain but continued, "I don't mean evil. Don't you remember how afraid we were when we traveled back? It was barely an hour ago. They asked us so many questions and almost thought we were spies."She just came here and doesn't look a bit afraid, nor is she concerned about whether she can head back. She's going to pick herbs in the mountains and even ordered you guys around. Dude, can you wake up? This is a war, a part of history."It's not like we can change history. Why are we making such a huge deal out of it? It's nothing we need to care about. There is something wrong about that woman!"Evander couldn't take it anymore. He threw down what he was holding. "You're the one who has a few screws loose. Don't you think you look like a spy? I feel embarrassed enough not to be able to answer the questions just now."Dude, you're also a man. If you don't have the guts, then shut up. I
Astrid giggled. "Right. I also think you have quite a refined temperament. Miss, it was just a misunderstanding. There are only a few of us that came, but we'll do whatever you tell us to do."Aria glanced at her. "I told you to shut up and stop talking." Immediately, Astrid went silent.Aria's tactics could control those who were fearful of their own lives. She passed the knife in her hand to Evander. "Heat the blade until it turns red. Until I come back, you can help Ingrid.""Okay!" Evander didn't understand why he chose to follow her words despite her being younger than them. Aria then turned to Ingrid. "Believe in yourself. You can do it."Ingrid was not confident about her professional abilities. After all, she was still a student. Although she learned some clinical knowledge, she wasn't even placed on an internship yet. That was why she claimed she was a nursing student. However, Ingrid wanted to give it a try right now. What if she could save one martyr?Seeing Aria wa
Aria clenched the newspaper with a dark look. Barron had something he wanted to give her.When she entered the manifestation last time, she had mentioned to Barron she was from the future. Thus, the thing he referred to was most likely in the present world.However, Aria was puzzled why Warren didn't tell her that Barron left something for her. Although Warren had shown her some family heirlooms that included Barron's belongings, none of them were to be specifically handed to her.A thought suddenly popped up in Aria's mind. The Earthbound Manifestation might be related to Barron. Every item in the manifestation was there for a reason. Plus, the entrance of the Earthbound Manifestation was placed near Ian's villa. Ian had been under the ancestral's protection too.When she thought of that, she carefully put the newspaper away. Although the others didn't understand why she cherished a newspaper so much, they didn't dare to ask and continued on their work.Although there was no si
Magdalene's voice rang out, sharp with indignation. "What an ungrateful wretch! If not for my husband, you wouldn't have achieved any of this!"The PR manager remained unimpressed. "And yet we stayed here for his sake. Otherwise, with their so-called capabilities…" His gaze flickered toward Dorian, who stood frozen in shock. "Your youngest son is a fool blinded by women. He lacks competence and knowledge."As for your eldest, he has potential, but you raised him to be useless. I've been in this business too long to be deceived. You're only doing this to hold on to power."Magdalene's breath hitched. His words cut deep.The PR manager added, "Now that Fitzroy Group belongs to you, clean up the mess yourself."Her hands trembled with fury. She lifted a finger, pointing at the departing figures, but no words came out.Dorian leaned in, his voice hushed yet frantic. "Mom, what do we do? The Guetta family won't even pick up our calls."Magdalene bit down so hard on her lip that the t
The deeper people dug online, the more they painted Eamon as the perfect man—handsome, intelligent, scandal-free. Many began to feel it was a waste for him to have married Laura in the first in the first place. As for Magdalene's accusations, the public remained skeptical. They weren't entirely convinced by her words but were eager to hear the Grisham family's statement. No matter how attractive Eamon was, cheating was unacceptable.Aria stayed out of the online chaos, but she knew exactly who was orchestrating it—Eamon.Since the Fitzroy family refused to acknowledge their wrongdoing, Aria saw no need for restraint. It was time for the final blow."Expose the Fitzroy family's IP addresses," she ordered. "And have the one who photoshopped that image apologize. If he refuses, the dark web forum will make sure he regrets it."Online smear campaigns often relied on bots, just as the Fitzroy family had used them to fabricate rumors about Eamon's infidelity. After tossing out a few mi
Laura's marriage to Eamon had turned her into a laughingstock in Ludwiten. How could that heartless man transfer their marital assets ahead of time? What had she even gained from wasting years in this sham of a marriage?"I want that jerk to pay! Aren't feminists trending right now? Just spin the narrative like they do!"The Fitzroy Group had always been a family-run business, but aside from Magdalene, none of her descendants were competent enough to keep it afloat.The PR manager had long known this. Most senior employees remained loyal out of respect for the late CEO, but after hearing Laura's words, they could only exchange helpless glances. Did these spoiled heirs truly believe the internet could be so easily manipulated? That people would blindly believe whatever was fed to them? How delusional.The reality was damning. The video clearly showed Laura drugging Eamon. Instead of conducting themselves with the dignity befitting an esteemed family, they had resorted to illegal s
The Fitzroy Group's reputation was in shambles, battered by relentless criticism online. Dorian Fitzroy, the so-called CEO, had once boasted that he would triumph over Waymond and the Grisham family. Yet now, he was scrambling just to save himself.The Fitzroy family's underhanded tactics had been thoroughly exposed, with the internet tearing apart their every move.While the previous three generations of Fitzroys had been capable leaders, everything changed once Magdalene took over. Their successors had become mere opportunists, riding the coattails of others rather than proving their worth.Even within the company, employees had no idea what Dorian's actual skills were. Aside from exploiting his connections and bribing officials, he was utterly useless.Now, overwhelmed and powerless, he refused to even leave his office. When his secretary knocked, he stayed silent, praying for Magdalene to rescue him.Meanwhile, the prestigious families who had hoped to use the Fitzroys to el
"How did the video get leaked out? Did Eamon know about this beforehand and prepared for it? All you know is to cry! If I can't secure the Grisham family's shares, you'll soon be worthless!" Magdalene's voice was sharp, sending a chill down Laura's spine. The words cut deep, leaving her eyes brimming with resentment. But Magdalene had no patience for her daughter's emotions. "Who released this video? Why hold onto it for so many years? Did Eamon do this to take you down? Does he not care about Jett at all?"Laura didn't have the answers. All she felt was a deep, throbbing pain. Her phone buzzed nonstop—messages from high-society women, all pretending to be concerned but prying for gossip. Their insincere probing only intensified her hatred for whoever had exposed the truth."Mom, what's the point of yelling at me? I had no idea an old video like this would resurface. Before Jett was born, Eamon did..." She trailed off, her mind suddenly dragging her back to a buried memory.It was
Magdalene had never encountered such humiliation before. Gripping the chair for support, she trembled with fury, her face dark and rigid. The anger surged within her, rendering her speechless—only her heavy breaths betrayed the storm raging inside. People had always feared her. With her status, no one dared to raise their voice at her, much less hurl insults. In the past, when others struggled to survive, she stood above them, indifferent and untouchable.Raised in an elite family, Magdalene had long believed in class superiority. To her, the so-called common folk had no right to challenge her, let alone condemn her.Yet now, they all turned against her. Their scorn was relentless. They called her a vile, greedy old woman who leeched off her daughter's success. Some even accused her of being capable of far worse than drugging someone.Her expression darkened as she read their words. Taking a deep breath to suppress her growing panic, she swiftly contacted Neval."Board the plane
Laura's piercing scream echoed through the room, shattering any illusion of the gentle, refined woman from a prestigious family. She had been the picture of grace in the Grisham family—a well-mannered and elegant wife, admired by high society. Everyone envied her seemingly perfect marriage.But Laura had never stopped to consider that it was all because of Eamon. It was his status, his wealth, his name that allowed her to hold her head high among the elite.Now that everything was slipping from her grasp, she lost all composure. Gone was the elegant, dignified image—replaced by a woman consumed by rage and desperation. She grabbed whatever was within reach and smashed it to the floor.The housekeepers kept their distance, unwilling to risk stepping inside.The lawyer, however, had no such luxury. He sighed, maintaining his professional tone. "Ms. Fitzroy, obtaining shares is practically impossible at this point. Public sentiment is overwhelmingly against you. I strongly advise se
Laura went pale after hearing that. She shot up from the couch, unable to contain her anger. "Who's saying my marriage had ulterior motives? Who can prove it? If Eamon hadn't wanted to marry me, how could I have given birth to Jett?"The most disgraceful thing Laura had ever done was to use underhanded tactics to secure her marriage.She still remembered the cold indifference in Eamon's eyes when he woke up that morning. The way he had ordered her out of the room as if her presence alone disgusted him. It wasn't until Jett was born that his attitude started to change.But that didn't mean anything. She refused to believe his affection over the years had been fake. No one had proof, so why should the narrative suddenly change now?The lawyer looked at her solemnly. "Ms. Fitzroy, perhaps you should see the video circulating online. It's an old recording. The quality isn't great, but it clearly captures what happened back then.""Video? What kind of video?"Laura's hands were shakin
For some reason, they suddenly lost all interest in Lily. It wasn't as if they couldn't afford their meals, so there was no need to flatter her anymore. The group glanced at Atticus, whose mind was in turmoil. How he wished Lily was right—at least, he could justify his own judgment. But the truth was far from that. All he felt was mounting embarrassment. "I'm not going." Bastian was the first to speak, followed by several others. It was telling how unpopular Lily had become—so much so that even a free meal couldn't entice them. Lily had never experienced such disdain before. After all, she was used to being the center of attention, yet now, even these so-called village bumpkins were looking down on her!"I get it now. You all just flock to the rich and trample on the poor. Now that Aria is more capable, you want to butter her up—just like you did with me before," Lily sneered.But no one was willing to entertain her mockery. They were young men with their own pride.Bastian sc