Timothy's words echoed in the room. Then, he shrugged and added, "If you don't believe me, go ahead and insert the needles. Within two hours, Mr. Jefferson Senior's condition will worsen."Nash's hand froze, and his expression turned extremely grim. He had been treating patients in Lormford City for many years. Due to his outstanding medical skills, people regarded him as a genius doctor.For many years, he was highly respected wherever he went. But today, someone dared to criticize him, and to top it off, the one criticizing him was a young man!Nash's expression soured immediately, and he berated, "Who is this young man? How dare he question me? This is ridiculous!"Cassian felt offended. By saying that Nash was wrong, Timothy was implying that the person he had brought was useless.He glared at Timothy. In an unfriendly tone, he asked, "Do you know who you are talking to? This is Dr. Luther, the genius doctor! How dare you question him? Who do you think you are?"Timothy shrug
A wave of terror washed over them all.Nash's face registered shock as he hurriedly pulled out silver needles and stuck them into Arlo. But instead of showing signs of improvement, Arlo began convulsing even more violently.Patrick anxiously shouted, "Dr. Luther, what's happening?"Nash was drenched in sweat as he tried several more times, but nothing seemed to work. Panic started to set in. If he failed to save Arlo, the Jeffersons might end him.With trembling lips and a pale face, he stammered, "I… I don't know. This shouldn't be happening!"Mavis was utterly shocked. She hadn't anticipated such a sudden turn of events.Suddenly, she remembered what Timothy had said earlier, and her face fell. He had been right all along! Could he really be an expert?Patrick shared the same realization and exclaimed, "Mav! Go and get Timothy back here! Hurry!"Snapping back to reality, Mavis bit her lip and rushed out without looking back.Meanwhile, the others exchanged bewildered glances
Arlo chuckled, a glint of nostalgia in his eyes. "I've seen you before, but you haven't seen me. Three years ago, I visited your mentor in the mountains and caught a glimpse of you from afar."It was then that your mentor and I arranged a marriage for you and Mavis. Having a man like you become a part of us is a great blessing for our family."Mavis bit her lip, wanting to say something but holding back. The Jefferson family members exchanged looks of surprise, wondering why Arlo was speaking so highly of Timothy.Timothy grinned. "You're flattering me, Mr. Jefferson Senior. I'm just an ordinary man. There's no need to put me on a pedestal."Arlo laughed heartily. "An apprentice chosen by the revered Mr. Franklin is no ordinary man. Mr. Yeager, there's no need for modesty."Hearing this, the expressions of the other Jeffersons changed again.Mr. Yeager?Then, Arlo turned to Mavis, smiling warmly. "Mavis, marrying Mr. Yeager is a great fortune for you. Let's make it public that t
"Timothy, you jerk! Get your mind out of the gutter!" Mavis' face flushed with anger as she caught onto the implication in Timothy's words.Timothy chuckled. "Just messing with you. We've already—"Mavis stared daggers at him.Timothy scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Alright, alright, I was just kidding. I'll stop."Mavis threw him an indifferent glance and exited the car, heading toward the nearby café. Timothy reluctantly followed her.The café was serene, with a few patrons scattered about. Soft melodies played in the background, and the air was filled with the subtle aroma of coffee.They found a seat, and a waitress, Victoria Smith, approached them with a menu, smiling warmly."What can I get for you two?"Timothy took the menu, crossed his legs, and muttered as he flipped through it, "What kind of coffee do you sell? Is it any good? Why is it so expensive?"Victoria's smile wavered slightly. "Sir, our coffee is handcrafted and freshly ground, which is why the pri
Mavis gave Timothy a puzzled look and thought for a moment before replying, "I think it was last year that Uncle Hugh had it installed. Why do you ask?"Timothy's eyes narrowed. So it was Hugh? That would explain it.After all, the family politics among the wealthy were always complicated. But Timothy didn't plan on revealing his thoughts to Mavis just yet. He smiled and said, "No reason. Just thought it looked nice."Mavis remained skeptical but didn't press further. After a moment, she asked, "By the way, you mentioned that my grandfather was poisoned. If you can identify the toxin, you must know its origin too. Where did it come from?""That poison is common along the northern border. Ask your grandfather if he's ever been there. If not, then someone close to him must have poisoned him," Timothy explained."What?" Mavis was horrified. "Someone close to him?""That's right," Timothy said seriously. "Also, don't make a big deal out of this when you get back. Ask him privately."
The house was a complete mess, with evidence of a recent intrusion. Broken dishes were scattered everywhere, and the tables, chairs, and other furniture had been smashed to pieces.A note was stuck to the wall, which Timothy snatched to read. His eyes began to fill with fury. The note contained a brief message. "We have your parents. Come to Valiant Hall if you want to save them."Timothy's veins bulged, and the note crumbled to dust in his hand. "Valiant Hall? I'll fucking ruin you! What a bunch of clowns. Do they really think I'm a pushover?"Timothy left the courtyard without looking back, his fists clenched tightly.…On the other side of Lormford City, at a seaside manor belonging to the Barton family, the entire family had gathered in a mansion located at the center of the manor.Isabelle's face was still swollen from the slaps, and the marks were still visible. Her parents, Serena Lewis and Lawrence Barton, looked at her with deep concern.Serena gently caressed Isabelle'
With each step Timothy took, he could hear the sound of approaching footsteps. He smirked, completely unfazed.After walking several dozen steps, he found himself in a vast open area. When he reached the center, a gust of wind swept through, carrying a single falling leaf.The air grew tense with a hint of impending violence.Timothy kept his hands in his pockets, his head slightly lowered as he kicked a small stone on the ground. Speaking as if to himself but with a clear intention, he said, "Come out."The moment he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps surrounded him. Dozens of men in black emerged from the shadows, each exuding menacing air with a deadly look in their eyes.The leader, sporting dreadlocks and a tattoo covering half his face, eyed Timothy with a mixture of amusement and menace."It's been a while since anyone dared to cause trouble in my territory. Do you know what happens to those who do?"Timothy took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. "Wher
A fist flew toward Timothy from the side, but without even glancing at it, he casually caught the attacker's wrist and twisted his arm.Then, with a swift kick to the chest, Timothy broke his ribs and sent him flying several feet away.Timothy's movements gradually slowed. He walked through the crowd as if he were strolling, while the actions of those around him seemed to be happening in slow motion.With each punch and kick, more bodies crumpled to the ground. The once chaotic scene grew quieter as the space was filled with unconscious men.Delivering a final punch, Timothy sent the last opponent sprawling. Silence fell. Only two men remained standing—Timothy and Damien.Damien's face was ashen as he quivered uncontrollably. He swallowed hard, staring at Timothy's back, and stammered, "Who… Who are you?"Timothy stretched his neck, and the next second, he was right in front of Damien. His hand shot out, gripping Damien's throat."Tell me where my parents are. I don't want to ki
Timothy remained silent and enjoyed the show. Cecilia knelt and looked up with a sensuous gaze. She bit her red lip and asked, "Master, do you want me?"Timothy's expression was one of amusement, and his emotions remained inscrutable to Cecilia. She slowly reached out and touched Timothy's belt. As she observed the changes before her, her eyes were filled with shock. She gasped subtly, swallowing hard. The comparison between Leon and Timothy was like night and day.Her cheeks flushed as she looked up at Timothy, her eyes full of astonishment. It wasn't for any reason other than the fact that Timothy was… simply too overwhelming. She had dated several guys and had seen plenty, but none could compare to Timothy. Her hands trembled as she tried to undo his belt. Her throat felt dry, and she licked her lips nervously. She made a few attempts but ultimately failed. A light sheen of sweat formed on her face.Timothy continued to watch her, feeling amused as she knelt in front of him
"Time to die." A whisper, like the voice of death, echoed in Leon's ear. Just as he was about to speak, Timothy's hand moved in front of him—a simple, light swipe.Leon's body froze instantly. Seconds later, his lifeless body collapsed to the floor. Cecilia looked at Leon's body and let out a hysterical scream. Leon's face was gone—his entire face was gone! Where his face used to be was now a flat, bone-smooth surface, as if it had been cut by a saw. The cut was so clean and smooth that it looked terrifyingly unreal. It was a gruesome sight.Cecilia had never witnessed something so horrifying. After her scream, her voice was caught in her throat as fear consumed her. Her stomach churned, and she couldn't hold back as she vomited. She slid down to the floor, looking disheveled. She looked at Timothy with tears welling up in her eyes. Her face was absolutely pale as she sobbed, shaking like a leaf. "Please… Please spare me… I'm begging you…"Timothy's eyes darkened, a bloodt
Leon's expression was twisted in anger as he shouted, "Did you think I'm powerless against the likes of you? Raise your hands and get on your knees!"Timothy wasn't the least bit surprised. He stared at Leon with deep, intense eyes. "Put the gun down. I don't like being aimed at."Leon cocked the gun and loaded it with a click. His finger rested on the trigger as he sneered. "You're still acting tough at a time like this. I'll admit that you're gutsy, but you must die here today."Timothy shook his head with a regretful expression. "I told you I don't like being aimed at. Put the gun down. If I'm in a good mood, I might spare your life. But if you don't put it down in three seconds, I'll have no choice but to send you to hell.""Send me to hell? You don't have what it takes! I've been with Blackgeld for years. I've seen it all," Leon responded.Timothy's expression shifted as he asked, "Has someone in Blackgeld been planning to kidnap Mavis Jefferson, the CEO of Jefferson Group, l
Leon laughed heartily and reached out to grope Cecilia's ample bosom. She let out a soft moan, squeezing her legs together instinctively as arousal traveled up her body. She wrapped herself around Leon like a snake, her eyes seductive as she bit her lip.She whispered, "Leon, I want it again. Come and give it to me."Leon's eyes became bloodshot. "Oh, you little vixen. It seems like you're not satiated yet. I'll make sure you get more than you bargained for today!" He flipped over, positioning himself on top of Cecilia. Just as they were about to enjoy their moment, a knock came from outside. "Hey, open up. Don't be a coward," Timothy called out.Leon shouted mockingly, "Idiot, did you think I'd be stupid enough to just stand where I was and wait for you? You've taken the bait. You're dead meat now!"Outside, Timothy shrugged helplessly and said, "If you open the door now and apologize on your knees, I'll leave your corpse intact. If you don't, things won't end well for you whe
Cecilia stared in disbelief at the man downstairs. It was like something straight out of a movie, yet it was happening vividly right before her eyes. She had never imagined that in real life, someone could actually take on dozens, or even hundreds of men alone. Timothy demonstrated what it meant to be fiercely skilled. Those thugs wielding machetes and clubs became nothing more than straw men in front of him. Every punch, every kick, every movement of his body became a deadly weapon. No one could get close to him. It was as if he had some kind of sixth sense for dodging attacks. He consistently slipped away just before the weapons could land. Timothy moved effortlessly with a relaxed expression. Every one of his moves was fluid and purposeful. One thug after another fell. They were reduced to nothing more than bouncy balls in the courtyard, as they were sent flying in all directions by Timothy's kicks. With each casual slap or kick, someone would be launched through the air.
At that moment, Leon was just done having his way with Cecilia in a luxurious villa. Cecilia lay naked on the bed, her face flushed. Her fair, long legs were posed seductively. Leon, breathing heavily, touched Cecilia's smooth bottom and grinned wickedly. "Babe, you've gotten even better. I almost couldn't handle you."Cecilia looked at him with a seductive gaze, tracing circles on his chest with her finger as she said sweetly, "Leon, I have my eye on a new bag recently. It's so pretty. I want it so badly.""If you want it, just buy it. How much is it?"Cecilia's face lit up, and she replied coquettishly, "It's around 80 thousand dollars."Leon, puffing on a cigar, scoffed. "80 thousand? That's nothing."He got up and walked to the safe in the corner of the bedroom. Then, he entered the code. Cecilia looked over and was stunned. The safe was full of cash and gold bars! Her heart raced as she also saw a gun inside. It was the first time in her life she had seen one, and she was
The store assistant became excited and recounted, "It was a young man, and he just left the store. He didn't dress well and didn't look wealthy. But he came in, barely glanced around, and bought a bracelet. "That bracelet was close to three million dollars, and he bought it right away! We've been in business for several years. This is the first time I've seen someone who keeps such a low profile."Susan was stunned, and Jason was equally shocked. He looked at Susan, swallowed hard, and stammered, "Could it be… Timothy?"Beside him, Susan did her best to suppress the shock she was feeling and asked the store assistant, "Can you describe what he looked like and what he was wearing?"The store assistant described him briefly, and Susan was absolutely flabbergasted. The person she described was indeed Timothy!She felt like she'd just been struck by a bolt of lightning that left her head buzzing. She couldn't believe that Timothy had bought a bracelet that was about three million dol
Susan had broken up with Timothy and cheated on him back then because he was poor. If Timothy was rich now, it would be a bitter pill to swallow for her. But on the other hand, she felt something for Timothy deep in her heart. It was a kind of feeling that she couldn't quite place her finger on. After all, she had genuinely loved Timothy back then. She ultimately left him because he was dirt poor. If he was rich now, wasn't there a possibility for them to rekindle their relationship?Susan refused to believe that Timothy had no lingering feelings for her at all. Back then, he had been so deeply in love with her. In the present time, it didn't seem like he had a girlfriend or a woman by his side. Even if he did, she was probably nowhere as good as her.Those two conflicting thoughts occupied Susan's mind. As such, a conflicted expression appeared on her beautiful, delicate face. Timothy had no idea what was going through Susan's mind at that moment. If he knew, he would have tol
Susan bit her lip, and a complicated expression appeared on her face. Since she and Timothy had been in a relationship in the past, meeting again at this moment was somewhat awkward. After a brief silence, Susan bit her lip again and forced a smile at Timothy. "We meet again. Are you shopping at the mall too? What a coincidence."Timothy shrugged. "It's not a pleasant coincidence, though. After all, someone here clearly doesn't welcome my presence."Without a doubt, he was referring to Jason. Jason's expression soured in response. He glared at Timothy and scoffed coldly as he said mockingly, "It's good that you know. Indeed, I don't wish to see your face. Running into you brings bad luck."He looked Timothy up and down before sneering again, remarking, "It's not that I have bad luck—it's this place. How could someone as broke as you even think of coming here?"Susan tugged at Jason's hand and said with a frown, "Jason, we're all classmates here. Is it necessary to be so harsh w