Timothy's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a menacing air enveloped him. Hugh involuntarily took a few steps back.Timothy sneered. "That's more like it."With Scott in tow, Timothy wandered around the mansion, while Scott desperately begged, "Dad, help me!"Hugh clenched his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury. He wanted to intervene, but Timothy's formidable presence made him hesitate. The last thing he wanted was to be humiliated in front of everyone!The crowd followed Timothy, eager to see what he would do next. Scott continued to wail, "Cassian, save me! Help me!"Cassian's face turned pale. After a moment's hesitation, he stepped in front of Scott, facing Timothy. "Mr. Yeager, don't go too far! This is the Jefferson family's home, and Scott is one of the youngest members of the Jeffersons. Don't you have any respect for the Jefferson family?" Cassian said. Timothy raised an eyebrow and looked at Cassian with a smirk. "You can't control me, so you want to use the Jeffe
Cassian clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. His gaze filled with bitterness, but he dared not speak up.Timothy stretched and turned to Arlo. "Mr. Jefferson Senior, you're not mad at me, are you?"Arlo forced a smile. "Tim, I'm not angry with you. Scotty definitely needed a lesson."Timothy smiled and glanced around the room. Everyone's perception of him had shifted drastically. Who they had initially thought was a poor, insignificant young man had just revealed himself to be someone who could buy tens of millions worth of eldergroot with ease. Furthermore, he had stood his ground against Hugh and Cassian and given Scott a harsh lesson.This was no ordinary person!Even Fiona's impression of Timothy had changed. Her previous disdain for him was now mixed with a grudging admiration for his audacity. It took guts to stand up to Hugh like that.Timothy's gaze then fell upon the statue in the mansion. Addressing Arlo, he said, "Mr. Jefferson Senior, ge
At the Jefferson Estate.As the party concluded, guests departed one by one, leaving only Oswald behind.The Jefferson family and Oswald sat in the grand hall. Arlo took a sip from his teacup and turned to Oswald with a smile. "Oz, what do you think of that young man, Timothy?"Oswald narrowed his eyes and said with a knowing look, "From my years of experience, I could tell that this man is not ordinary."Overhearing this, Mavis looked confused and asked, "Mr. Langham Senior, you said Timothy wasn't an ordinary man. What did you mean by that?"Oswald smiled at Mavis and said, "Mavis, my judgment is rarely wrong. Remember my advice—you must keep Timothy close. Also, be wary of Cassian."Mavis blushed slightly, biting her lip. Then, she quickly changed the subject. "What's wrong with Cassian?"Oswald shook his head. "From the moment I saw him, I had an uneasy feeling. He's deeply calculating. Also, that painting he gave Arlo is a fake.""A fake?"Arlo sneered. "I didn't expect
Damien quickly answered the call, not daring to breathe too loudly as he said nervously, "Hello, Mr. Yeager."On the other end, Timothy's voice was lazy and casual. "I need you to grab someone for me. I'll send you the location shortly. Do it as soon as possible.""Yes, Mr. Yeager!" Damien's expression was utterly subservient. He had been completely overwhelmed by Timothy's skills. Timothy was a man who single-handedly crushed the entire Valiant Hall—Damien could only worship him like a god.Outside, Isabelle's ears perked up. She vaguely heard Damien refer to the person on the other end as "Mr. Yeager". Instinctively, Timothy's image flashed in her mind, and her heart missed a beat. Could it be him?After the call ended, Isabelle walked back in. Damien's real name was Levi Harrison. Unable to suppress her curiosity, she cautiously asked, "Mr. Harrison, who is this Mr. Yeager you were just talking to?"Levi glanced at her. "Ms. Barton, do you remember the last time you asked
Fear gripped Freddy's eyes as he trembled and pleaded, "Sir, if I tell you everything, will you spare me? I was only the scapegoat, I didn't do anything else."Timothy kicked Freddy to the ground and pressed his foot against his throat. His voice was cold and devoid of emotion as he said, "Do you really think you're in any position to bargain with me?"Tears streamed down Freddy's face as he sobbed uncontrollably. "I was wrong. Sir, I'll tell you… The person who made me cover everything up… The one who was driving and hit your sister, it was Kyle Reginald, the scion of the Reginald family!"Timothy frowned. Kyle? He hadn't heard of this person. He glanced at Zack. "Do you know who this Kyle and the Reginald family are?"Zack nodded. "Chief, the Reginald family is just a small-time clan in Lormford City. If I'm not mistaken, they're likely attached to the Kramers—nothing significant.""The Kramers?" Timothy's frown deepened as he thought of Cassian.Freddy, lying on the ground,
Zack nodded with understanding, offering a light smile. "I see, Chief. So, are you planning to deal with Kyle tonight? Do you need me to send some men?""No need. Tonight, I'll handle it personally—I owe it to my sister to get justice myself." Timothy paused for a moment, then asked, "Have you checked on the situation with Norgon?"Zack's expression turned serious. "I've gathered some intel. It seems Norgon is indeed showing signs of rebellion, and there's a strong likelihood that they have backing from another force. Their main base is in Thorpeford City, just next to us. Should we take action now?"Timothy pondered for a few seconds before shaking his head. "No, let's not alert them just yet. Norgon isn't capable of causing much trouble at the moment. I'm more interested in seeing what the force behind them is planning. We'll wait.""Understood."Just then, Timothy's phone rang. Zack, sensing it wasn't a good time, discreetly stepped aside. Timothy glanced at the screen, raising
Turning around, Timothy strode toward the Astral House. At the entrance, a graceful figure stood with a smile on her face, watching him approach.As Timothy's gaze fell on her, he couldn't help but feel his heart race and his breath quickened.Today, Yvonne was dressed in a dark-colored, low-cut bodycon dress that hugged her curves, the white expanse of her chest especially captivating. She wore black stockings that accentuated her long, slender legs, topped off with high heels, exuding an irresistible allure.Those long legs… He imagined them draped over his shoulders.Timothy swallowed hard, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as his eyes roamed Yvonne's body.Yvonne blushed, giving Timothy a playful glare. "Mr. Yeager, your gaze is rather impolite."Timothy smirked. "You're mistaken—I'm not just impolite with my gaze."Before she could react, Timothy slyly squeezed her buttocks.Yvonne almost let out a scream. Her face turned scarlet, eyes shimmering with both shy
Xavier eagerly called out, "Mr. Yeager, you're here! Please, have a seat."Timothy settled down at the tea table. Grabbing a teacup, he poured himself some tea and gulped it down in one sitting. He wiped his mouth and remarked, "This tea is pretty mediocre."Both Xavier and the middle-aged man grimaced. A hint of scorn crossed the man's face while Xavier forced a smile and said, "Mr. Yeager, this is the West Lake Blend that costs nearly 4000 dollars per pound. But you think it's mediocre?"Timothy smiled. Just as he was about to elaborate, the middle-aged man frowned and snapped, "What does a brat like him know about tea? How ridiculous! Mr. Sterling, it's a mistake to be acquainted with someone like this."An awkward smile crossed Xavier's face. He quickly responded, "Mr. Quigley, please don't take it the wrong way. Mr. Yeager might not be well-versed in tea, but he's very talented in other areas!"Wiping his mouth, Timothy glanced at the middle-aged man. The surprise was pal
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