"Now, do you still think I'm stalking your daughter?"At his words, Yara's face instantly flushed in embarrassment. Her face soon turned pale as she lowered her head. A wave of humiliation engulfed her, and so was Charlotte.She gritted her teeth and similarly lowered her head, no longer daring to look at Timothy. Her body trembled as shame slowly infiltrated her mind. She was so confident and blatant in accusing him of stalking her.Timothy looked at the quiet family of three and calmly uttered, "If there's nothing else, please leave the room with your family, Ms. Shaw."Taken aback, Charlotte was too embarrassed to linger and unhesitantly headed out. Yara and Zachary frantically followed suit, and the family of three finally left.Timothy shook his head and mumbled, "What a conceited family." Charlotte had just stepped out of the private room when hearing his words. She froze briefly, then quickened her steps.In the private room, Graham asked with a faint smile, "What's your r
Xavier smiled and asked, "What are you thinking, my dear Yvonne?"Yvonne suppressed the emotion in her eyes and forced a smile. "Nothing, Grandpa. Let me send you home.""You can't hide it from me; I know you're interested in Timothy. Sometimes, it takes initiation to get what you want. You can't rely on the men to pursue you. That'd be unrealistic."For a man like Timothy, you need to approach him, or nothing will ever happen. That's all I'll say, so just think about it."Xavier left the private room, yet Yvonne remained in place absent-mindedly.…Sitting in the car outside Astral House, the Shaws were quiet, creating a tense atmosphere.At last, Yara piped up, her tone full of bewilderment. "Lottie, how… How did Timothy know Graham Quigley? Not even our family gets to connect with him, so how did he…" She sighed heavily, her thoughts unclear.Charlotte shook her head, looking disheartened. "I don't know either… I was so sure he was a child of a trash collector. Five families
Two black-suited bouncers guarded the luxurious bar entrance. Their gazes visibly lit up when they saw the white Bentley, which was rare at this place.What shocked them even more was the person who exited the car. Timothy's appearance seemed oddly out of place with the vehicle. Shouldn't an owner of such a luxurious car be at least dapper and rich?Yet, Timothy, standing before them, didn't fit the description. His shabby jacket, washed-out jeans, and cheap sneakers were at odds with the expensive car. They would've assumed he was a construction worker had he not gotten out of the car before them.He arrived before the bouncers with a smile and tapped their shoulders. "Take care of my car. Thanks.""Got it!" The bouncers subconsciously blurted and were stunned by their reactions. Before they realized it, Timothy had entered the bar. The two locked eyes and wondered why they had allowed him in.…The night sky sank across Lormford City, and the flashing neon lights revealed the c
One of them pulled out a pocket knife, fiddling with it, and said with a smile, "One last chance, bro. Leave now, and we won't have to get physical."Nancy gazed arrogantly at Timothy and sniggered, assuming she had the upper hand. To her surprise, Timothy looked at her like she was a fool and shook his head, murmuring, "Where did this insane chick come from? She looks like her brain was fried.""You fucking asshole. I'm going to kill you!" She couldn't suppress her anger and swung her hand toward his face.However, he seized her hand in time and pivoted it across her face using her backhand, creating a crisp slap!Nancy screamed and retreated a few steps. She covered her cheek and roared, "How dare you hit me! I'll kill you! Get him, Zeke!"The few punks encircled Timothy, while the young man, Ezekiel Hughes, warned grimly, "Gentleman, let's settle this with a compensation of 50 thousand dollars. Once you do, you'll get to keep your legs."Revealing a smirk, Timothy stared at th
Timothy had just gotten to his feet when Bianca smiled gently, saying, "Hey, cute guy. I suggest you sit further away.""What do you mean?"Her gaze was gentle when she looked at him. "I'm glad to meet a connoisseur like you tonight. You're the first who had two consecutive glasses of my Bloody Skull cocktail. So, I hope to see you safely walking out of that door tonight. Take my advice, and find another seat."Timothy raised an eyebrow slightly, clueless to the meaning behind her words. Bianca gave no further explanation but a sweet smile at him. Subsequently, she left the bar counter and approached Kyle.At that moment, Timothy turned solemn as he caught the gist of what was happening."Where did this bitch come from? Get the fuck away from us!"She had just neared them when Timothy heard an irate scolding. He quietly sat down and observed the scenario.Bianca smilingly arrived before the group and looked at Kyle, the blonde dude in the middle. A thought sprouted in Timothy's
The dagger barely missed Kyle's neck. It swiped past, leaving a trace of iciness behind. Just then, a figure in black appeared before him and attacked Bianca.She was caught off guard and hit in the chest, which sent her flying. She landed on the ground with a crash and spat out a mouthful of blood.Bianca gritted her teeth at the figure and realized he had an incredibly plain appearance. However, the veins protruding from his arms and the iciness in his eyes indicated that he wasn't as simple as he seemed. Timothy raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly. It was rare to come across someone as strong as this figure in a place like this.Bianca looked up at the figure, her expression rather fearful. Before she could collect herself, he darted toward her and grabbed her by the throat.Kyle scrambled to his feet and roared, "How dare you try to assassinate me, you bitch! Take her to the room. I'm going to fuck her brains out!"Bianca was lifted off the ground by the man, who held her t
Bianca was slumped on the floor inside the room, trembling all over. Ending up in the hands of a monster like Kyle was a fate worse than death. She was bound and unable to move. All she could do was lie there and wait for despair to take over her.Another woman was on the couch. She looked drunk, and her hair was splayed loosely over her face. Her beautiful face was vaguely visible underneath it.It was noisy inside the room as the men cursed and made lewd comments. Dirty joke after dirty joke came from their mouths, and it was raucous.Kyle sat on the couch. He pulled something out of his pocket and poured the contents into his mouth, swallowing it. Then, he smiled freakishly, looking like he'd been possessed.Timothy's gaze turned frosty. Kyle deserved to die for daring to touch something like that. A man noticed Timothy and roared, "Where'd this bastard come from? How dare you just come in here like that?"Kyle leered at Timothy. "Do you want to join in on the fun?"Timoth
Nobody managed to catch Timothy. Before they realized what was happening, he'd already slipped past them. A gust of wind blew past them, and he moved so quickly that he was like a wisp of smoke.No one could tell how he was moving or where he was going; all they could see was a figure zipping in and out of the group. Howls and cries rang out wherever he passed, and bodies were sent flying.There was blood on the walls and floor. The men fell one by one; Timothy's actions were sharp and swift. It was as if he was only tapping the people lightly with his fist. With every movement he made, the bodyguards were sent flying or crumpled to the floor.After some time, silence descended upon the room. Timothy lit a cigarette, looked around, and blew out a mouthful of smoke. Then, he asked coolly, "Who's next?"No one answered. Bianca stared at him, her jaw slack. She couldn't believe her eyes and felt like she was dreaming. To her, Kyle's men were strong fighters. Why did they seem like w