"Felix, don't bother with that fool. Let's go have a couple of drinks," George suggested.Felix didn't refuse them. He had nothing else to do at the moment, so he went along for a casual chat to pass the time."I heard that Sherlyn will be performing an opening dance for Mr. Holt Senior. I wonder who her male partner is. I couldn't find out," George said offhandedly, making Ryan chuckle."I'm not sure, either, but it definitely won't be an ordinary man. With the kind of background Sherlyn has, do you think she would pick a nobody for the opening dance? I suspect it's very likely her future husband."Since the topic was brought up, Felix couldn't help but be curious. "Why have I never heard of any of you wanting to pursue Sherlyn?"Sherlyn had a prominent family background. Ernest, though retired, still wielded influence, and Isaac was a general at the peak of his career. How could no one be interested? From a certain perspective, marrying Sherlyn might even be better than marryi
Dressed in a pink gown, Sherlyn stepped forward with a confident and graceful smile. She looked dazzlingly radiant under the spotlight. No matter how many beautiful women were in the banquet hall, Sherlyn was undoubtedly the most captivating one at that moment.Many of the young men were mesmerized by her beauty, but it was regrettable that the magnificent woman before them was Sherlyn, and they didn't even stand a chance to pursue her.Sherlyn approached Ernest, lifted her skirt, and did a curtsy."Grandpa, I offer this dance to wish you boundless blessings and a long life."Ernest smiled warmly and nodded slightly."Please welcome my dance partner, Felix."George and Ryan, who were applauding, halted abruptly. They watched in stunned silence as Felix walked past them and took Sherlyn's hand.The music started, and the two started dancing, moving as if they were a match made in heaven.But many in the room had not yet recovered from their shock. They couldn't believe that Fe
Around 11:00 pm in a park near the Serenity Manor, Felix was strolling by the lakeside with Sherlyn."Felix, thank you for dancing with me today. I was really happy."Now dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt, Sherlyn had a completely different style."There's no need to thank me."At that moment, Sherlyn stopped walking and looked at Felix. "I know you don't have romantic feelings for me, but I can wait. After all, I never planned on getting married soon anyway."Felix sighed. Being fancied by women was sometimes a burden. Each refusal felt like adding another heartbroken person to the city, and that was the last thing he wanted.Just as he was about to speak, Sherlyn tiptoed and kissed him lightly on the lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water."Remember. I'll be waiting for you."Felix shook his head as he watched her run off, at a loss for words.…In another part of the villa, Isaac was sitting across from Ernest. "Dad, according to you, is it possible that Felix won't
In an instant, Felix felt the shadow of death looming over him. The last time he experienced such a feeling was at the hands of Vilebane."Averill, you really got me into trouble this time!" he thought.He never expected that Averill would not be protecting him in secret."Madam Spring, you've misunderstood. I have no ties with the Summers family anymore. Why can't you just let me go?" Felix spoke not out of fear of death but because dying like this felt utterly unfair.A faint smile appeared on Madam Spring's face as she kept her cane raised. It was fortunate that she hadn't struck yet. With her strength, she could end Felix's life in a split second."With a backbone like yours, it's a wonder that a proud woman like Xena would ever be involved with you."Hearing this, Felix felt as if he had caught something. "It seems that you know what's going on, huh?"The cane lowered, and Madam Spring's smile deepened. "I never imagined that a man like you could stir up two heartless men.
"Ha! Remember, you only have three months. Only three months…" Madam Spring reminded.Standing dazed in the wind, Felix looked troubled. He had already given up hope of finding a way to remove whatever strange substance he had swallowed. After all, Madam Spring was so confident. She knew Gerald. Why would she make a move that wouldn't work?Back at home, Felix thought over the situation. The only option was to take things one step at a time. Overthinking would only waste his energy without getting any results. The real issue was that he couldn't talk to Xena directly about it. One slip of the tongue would spoil any chance he had of pursuing her.What woman would want to be pursued by a man with ulterior motives? Or worse, the pursuit was merely to remove the toxin in his body. It would likely earn him a slap instead.…At Canraville Airport at 9:00 am the next day, Jack glanced around the plane he was in."Wow! So, this is what a private jet looks like. This is my first time fl
Sean frowned. "His name is Felix. How do you know him?"Dylan hurriedly took out his phone and showed a photo. "Is it this guy?"Sean nodded immediately. "Exactly!"Since his plan to retaliate against Felix at the bar failed, Dylan had done some digging on Felix. He found that Felix was indeed not an ordinary man.Dylan smirked. "So, Felix is going to be at the engagement party?""Yes. He's on his way now," Sean replied, but something felt off. "Whatever you're planning, I would advise against it. Felix and George are extremely close. Otherwise, why would I call him a big deal?"Dylan remained unfazed. "You don't understand. Felix used to be a miracle doctor, which is probably why he knows George. But for some reason, he's nothing now—just an ordinary man."A miracle doctor? Sean hadn't known that and wouldn't dare investigate Felix's background, even if he had the courage."If he's really nothing now, then why did I just get word that George and Felix are coming to the party t
George's expression turned odd. He wondered how Dylan ended up going against Felix. Was he so bored with life that he was seeking death?"Dylan, you're way too full of yourself. Shut your mouth and don't ruin someone's engagement party. Seriously, you have no manners!" George said.Huh? Dylan hadn't expected George to stand up for Felix. His face darkened as he struggled to come up with a response.Felix didn't escalate the situation further. What was most important now was Madeline's engagement. Any incident would spoil the event, and this wasn't just some casual gathering.Sitting at the same table, Sean was full of disdain for Dylan. He talked big, but the moment George spoke up, he became quiet like a child.After a moment of silence, Dylan opened his mouth again. "I'll say this one last time! Felix, if you apologize to me now, for George's sake, I'll let this go. Otherwise…"Felix shot a sharp glance and cut him off, "No otherwise. I won't apologize, especially since I did n
Aside from George, Jack, and Vanessa, everyone else was stunned, gasping at Felix's audacity. Did he realize who he was talking to?Especially Dylan, who was elated internally. If Felix had only provoked him, he might get a broken arm or leg. But angering Fabian meant a completely different level of consequence.Terrance reacted quickly, rushing over. "Felix! What are you saying? Quickly apologize to Mr. Fabian."He tried to calm the situation by scolding Felix while smiling apologetically at Fabian. "Fabian, young people can be rude. Please don't mind them."Internally, he was anxious. Although he knew Felix and George were close, this was too reckless. Didn't Felix see that even George was staying silent?Terrance had thought Luke marrying Madeline would solidify their connection with George. Now, it seemed like a massive problem was brewing instead.Although this old classmate of his was no longer useful in providing benefits, they couldn't afford to turn him into an enemy.W
The moment Finnley spotted Felix, he stood up and reprimanded him loudly. As the younger generation, any disrespect from Finney might be forgiven, but Dominic had to maintain composure, especially now.A gentle breeze swept through, and the security guards stumbled backward several steps. Only then did everyone notice the elderly man standing two steps behind Felix—Seven, the head of Flair, founded by Averill.Without even lifting a finger, Seven had repelled the guards, showcasing an immense power that left the crowd in stunned silence. George and Ryan tensed up as they watched Felix's bold entrance. With influential figures like Christie and Vivian present, not to mention the other distinguished guests, they worried about how this situation would resolve.Yvonne's heart was in turmoil. She had not expected Felix to come, let alone with such determination to take her away. Though she longed to run into Felix's arms and live on her own terms, she knew it was not that simple. Nal
As time passed, the guests took their seats, awaiting the start of the ceremony. The Walsh family had opted for two wedding ceremonies. This was a grand one, meant for a bigger crowd, including friends and business associates. An intimate ceremony was planned for three days later, inviting only their close family members. It was a testament to the family's penchant for elaborate customs.At the front tables, Christie sat on the left and Vivian on the right, commanding everyone's attention. Sharing the table with them was none other than Nala, a clear indicator of her elevated status within this gathering. "What should we do? We still can't find Mr. Zeller, but surely he's heard the news by now. He can't act rashly!" Ryan mumbled anxiously, still feeling guilty about lying during the Eastern Mountain incident."Mr. Gibson, what's the point of worrying? Can we really influence his decisions?" George glanced at Vivian's table with a bitter smile, knowing she could be the wild card i
The woman appeared to be in her 40s, yet possessed an ageless elegance. Her gentle smile had an almost magical quality that could lift anyone's spirits, making even the gloomiest thoughts vanish instantly.Her presence alone radiated an almost magnetic charm, the kind that was impossible to ignore."Welcome, milady. The Walsh family is deeply honored by your presence," Dominic said as he approached, his voice trembling slightly. He could barely imagine how this day would elevate their family's social standing.The woman smiled gently and said, "I'm Christie Manning, the third-generation Master of Moonshadow Alliance. Forgive me for intruding."Her voice was mesmerizing, rich, and melodious, weaving its way into the minds of everyone present. Many men in the crowd were visibly entranced, their expressions dazed. It was as if her words had struck a chord deep within their souls. Standing nearby, Nala felt a pang of disappointment flicker across her features. She was hoping it mig
After delivering this news, Dominic hurried away, leaving Nala standing there in disbelief. She mumbled, "Did he say… the Grandmaster of Moonshadow Alliance?"Beside her, Alfie's eyes widened with shock. "If I heard correctly, yes, miss. That's exactly what he said." Alfie understood Nala's astonishment. Moonshadow Alliance's Grandmaster was even more mysterious than Dragon Alliance's founder. While some had at least glimpsed Eloise's silhouette, no one knew anything about Dahlia.Moreover, Moonshadow Alliance had maintained its supreme position for years. Their power was evident at the recent Avesburgh auction of the Miracle Card, where a single bid from them had silenced all other potential buyers. And now, their elusive leader was attending Michael's wedding."Let's go!" Nala rushed toward the entrance, determined to uncover what made this wedding so unique that it could attract two of the most powerful figures players in their world.Ryan and George had also received the news
After Yale's disappearance, Nala had abandoned her original plans. With the recent appearance of the founder's attendant, Dragon Alliance had regained its former glory, and no one dared to challenge their authority.At the entrance of the Walsh residence, Dominic arrived just as a sleek black executive sedan pulled up. Nala recognized the two figures who stepped out first—both the vice leaders of Dragon Alliance, whom she had met before.The fact that the vice leaders were opening the car door could only mean one thing—the Dragon Lord was here. Understanding the gravity of the situation, Dominic had already instructed security to clear away unnecessary guests."Welcome to Michael's wedding. Dragon Lord, Your presence brings great honor to the Walsh family," Dominic said earnestly. This unexpected visit would undoubtedly elevate the Walsh family's status even higher than their planned alliance with Nala.Vivian nodded in acknowledgment before heading inside, with Dominic carefully
The Walsh residence in Aleshire, sprawling across 35 acres, was a testament to their wealth. The renovations alone had cost around two billion dollars, and the total property value was estimated at 20 billion dollars—a clear display of their immense fortune.For a family like theirs, there was no need to book high-end hotels or luxury resorts for weddings. Their estate was more than sufficient to host the grandest of celebrations. Today marked the wedding of Michael, the youngest Walsh son, to Yvonne, Nala's personal secretary. It was a perfect match given their social standings, and the steady stream of luxury cars arriving at the estate indicated the scale of the event. Soon, a Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up, and Nala stepped out, still wearing her signature veil. She was accompanied by Alfie, who had donned a custom-tailored suit. The Walsh family's major members personally greeted her, which just showed how extraordinary her status was. Once they reached a private
Michael raised his glass and said, "George is right. Here's to you both. I hope you enjoy your time in Aleshire, and don't hesitate to ask if you need anything." He knew exactly why these two were here—they were attending his wedding tomorrow. However, given they were at The Nightowl, an upscale nightclub, he figured it was best not to bring it up.Ryan and George raised their glasses in response, but Felix remained motionless. His indifference seriously irritated Michael."I don't believe we've met. Who might you be?" Michael's youthful pride got the better of him. He could have just finished his drink and left, but he felt the need to assert himself. He could not let this slide, and he wondered who Felix thought he was to disrespect him like this. "I'm Felix Zeller. I'm no one important, but here's a word of advice—if you're planning to get married, show some respect for each other, alright?"Michael could not believe Felix was actually lecturing him. His irritat
What? Calista, who was about to tell the three hostesses to sit down, froze mid-smile. Felix's words carried an unmistakable challenge.Ryan and George exchanged knowing looks. Of all the people to clash with in Aleshire, it had to be the Walsh family. They knew Felix's true purpose here. "Do you... still want Sadie?" Chewing watermelon, Felix crossed his legs. "Yes, only Sadie. Pass a message to Mr. Walsh. If he's smart, send her over."As Calista hesitated, George's cold voice cut in, "Are you deaf or lame?" "Right away!"The manager knew her customers well. Some big shots could be managed, but others were untouchable. George and Ryan belonged to the latter category. "Do you need backup, Mr. Zeller?" George asked after Calista left, making the other girls hold their breath. In Aleshire, few dared cross the Walsh family. The girls could not believe they met people who dared to do so today."We're civilized, aren't we? But can you guess which Walsh it is?" Ryan answer
Was Yvonne really trying to send a reminder to Felix? It was unnecessary. He had not forgotten his promise to her at Ernest's birthday party. Though Felix would not dare claim Yvonne as his, they had been intimate, and her feelings were obvious. If he could not marry her, he could at least let her choose her own happiness instead of being controlled by Nala. They reached Aleshire at sunset. George led Felix to a nightclub. "Yartford is the political center of the country, so certain things have to be done discreetly there. But Aleshire's different. Tonight, you'll see real entertainment." Felix was not particularly interested, but he had time to kill. "The Nightowl is Aleshire's finest club. No one dares claim second place." Inside, hostesses with curvy legs lined the entrance. "Mr. Zimmerman! It's been too long!" A youthful-looking older woman approached. Her light makeup showed how confident she was about her appearance rather than courage. "Ah, Calista! Still stunning