Mandy shrank into Sharon's arms, looking pitiful. "Mom, talk to Dad. You two need to help me get justice. They hit me in front of so many people. Don't you care about me?"Sharon gently patted Mandy's head to comfort her. "I understand. I'll talk to your father about this. We'll see how to deal with this Timothy. Anyone who dares to bully my daughter will definitely pay the price!"…Timothy returned to the manor and found his parents and Tiana sitting stiffly on the genuine leather couches worth over 300 thousand dollars each. They had just taken a tour around the villa and nearly got lost. After all, the place was so massive it seemed to rival the dozens of smaller homes they had lived in before.While they were thrilled, they were also filled with anxiety. Where did Timothy get the money to afford such a place? Even renting it would cost a fortune.Recalling how many people had knelt before him earlier, a whirlwind of confusion filled their minds.Timothy walked in, smiling. "
As soon as Timothy's voice fell, a cold, sinister presence emerged from all directions in the rain. Eerie green flashes shimmered under the moonlight, carrying a chilling and strange aura. The faint scent of blood hung in the air.Timothy ran a hand through his slightly damp hair, his cold eyes sweeping calmly through the darkness. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.At some point, dozens of figures had appeared around him. All were dressed in black, their eyes icy and menacing, like ghosts in the night."Who the hell are you? You must have a death wish!"Timothy took the last drag of his cigarette, crushed it under his foot. Then, he cracked his neck with a grin. "Are all of you from Norgon?"The leader of the shadows was a burly man with a long braid, wearing a sleeveless vest. A scar ran down his face from his eye to his neck, and his eyes were as cold and venomous as a snake's.At Timothy's words, his pupils contracted, and a murderous gleam flashed in his eyes.
The sheer speed and force left nothing but destruction in Timothy's wake. Behind him, the remaining Norgon fighters were engulfed in a tidal wave of darkness, disappearing one by one in a mist of blood.No one knew how much time had passed, but eventually, the rain stopped.A flicker of light cut through the night as Timothy lit a cigarette, exhaling a puff of smoke in satisfaction. He glanced down at his bloodstained clothes and frowned slightly. "I should've taken off my clothes before the fight."He looked across at the scarred man, who was frozen in fear, his whole body trembling as he stared at the corpses of his comrades."W-who are you?" the man stammered, his voice quivering.Timothy took another drag from his cigarette, blowing out a cloud of smoke. "Who's backing Norgon? Speak.""I-I'll tell you! Just don't kill me!" the man pleaded."You talk first," Timothy replied with a sinister smile.Swallowing hard, the scarred man stammered, "It's Helmshade!"Timothy's brows
Timothy glanced at Kyle coldly. "A crippled waste like you has no right to talk? I should've killed you last time with one kick."Hearing this, Kyle flew into a fit of rage. Exasperated, he screamed, "Timothy! I'm going to tear you limb from limb! I'll cut off your parents' heads and send your sister to Southeast Alliance to be a whore, where she'll be tortured to death!"Timothy sighed. "I was ready to let this go after crippling you. However, since you insist on dragging your entire Reginald family down with you, don't blame me for what happens next."Everyone in the Reginald family froze, their pupils constricting. Gerald's eyes blazed with a vicious light as he snarled, "You've got some nerve to challenge my family. Do you even know what you're getting into? Just because you've got some skills, you think you're invincible? Fool!"With a wave of Gerald's hand, a group of men armed with machetes appeared, their eyes cold and murderous, staring at Timothy.A smug grin spread acro
Screams erupted from the crowd as bodies were sent flying. Limbs were torn, and blood sprayed into the air, a grim testament to Timothy's terrifying power. No one could follow his movements, and they couldn't even track the blur of his body. One moment, he was dozens of yards away, and the next, his cold, devil-like face appeared right in front of them.Like a brush sweeping across a canvas or fragmented film reels playing, he moved through the crowd with fluid grace. Heads exploded like overripe watermelons, and only the blood mist left behind hinted at where he'd paused in his deadly dance.The knife-wielding men began to lose heart, their movements slowing. This was their first time facing someone so fearsome—someone who seemed less human and more like an unstoppable force.Timothy finally came to a stop, flicking away his cigarette butt. He rubbed his hands together, a wicked smile creeping across his blood-splattered face. "Time to end this."With that, he launched forward lik
Suddenly, soft sobbing could be heard from a corner. Timothy turned to look and was surprised to see Kara there. She was tied up, her mouth gagged with a rag, and tears were streaming from her eyes.As Timothy walked toward her, she looked terrified, mumbling through the gag, "Stay away, you demon..."In no time, Timothy was at her side. He pulled out the gag and untied her ropes, frowning as he looked at her. "Why are you crying? What happened?"Kara's body trembled violently. She instinctively took two steps back, too scared to look at the man in front of her, who seemed more like a demon than a human.Everything she had just witnessed replayed in her mind, and her blood felt like it had turned to ice. She couldn't believe that the man who once seemed so carefree and casual was actually such a terrifying executioner.Timothy quickly understood the reason and gave a small chuckle. "Are you afraid of me?"Kara's tears kept falling. Covering her mouth, she sobbed and said, "You're
Kara had never experienced anything like that. Her mind went blank as her long, slender legs tightened together. Her cheeks flushed, her lips parted slightly, and her eyes glazed over. Her body trembled under the weight of Timothy's broad chest, the faint scent of tobacco filling her nose.She instantly regretted provoking him earlier and began to panic. Her small hands pounded against his chest."Timothy, let me go!"With a low tone, Timothy pretended as if he was about to devour her. "No way. Weren't you the one who said I wasn't a man?"Kara was on the verge of tears. Pinned beneath Timothy, her body pressed tightly against his, she felt a flood of shame and confusion. It was overwhelming, leaving her unable to describe the sensation.Timothy couldn't help but smirk at the sight of her helplessness. However, when he saw a single tear slide down her cheek, he was started. Loosening his grip instinctively, he frowned and asked, "Hey, what's wrong?"Kara didn't respond. She b
Kara's eyes drifted toward the window, where her freshly washed clothes were hanging. Kara's jaw dropped as she felt moved by the gesture. Had he washed her clothes for her last night?...It was nearly noon when Timothy finally left the hotel. Rubbing his head, he hailed a cab to go home, feeling a tingle in his scalp.Last night, he really shouldn't have brought Kara to that hotel. If he hadn't, things would not have escalated into such a mess. However, Zack had been busy dealing with the Reginald family, and there was no one else around to help. Timothy couldn't just leave Kara, a delicate, high-profile star, alone in the hotel. So, he'd personally taken her there.It had been late, raining heavily outside, so he decided to stay the night too. Look how that turned out. Scratching his head, Timothy tried to shake off his thoughts. He pulled out his phone, and his face immediately darkened. He had over twenty missed calls from his parents,His heart skipped a beat as he quick