All Chapters of The Ace at the Apex: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Jade’s body seemed very seductive under the moonlight. Her fair skin, smooth back, and slender legs looked mesmerizing…Through the moonlight reflecting on her, she seemed like the perfect piece of art as she lay in bed, so beautiful that anyone’s heart would flutter when they saw her. On top of that, the most enticing part about her was that…she was completely naked! Her bra and underwear had both been thrown aside! ‘Looks like she’s feeling a little too hot and humid in here because there’s no air conditioner.‘Of course, it might also be because she’s prepared herself already. In fact, she might have even placed the pole on the wrong door on purpose.‘She did all of this so that I could easily come in here and spend a lovely night with her!’Javier was especially happy with all these thoughts and got extremely excited. Without holding anything back, he took off all his clothes and scooched over to the bed, hugging Jade’s slender and enticing body. Jade seemed to be aslee

After they returned from Xerxes Village, there was only one day left before Javier would have to head home.Javier did ask Jade whether she wanted to join him or not, but she refused. Jade was especially embarrassed in certain aspects, as she had no idea how she was supposed to introduce herself to Javier’s family.Thus, Javier did not force her to go any further. ‘She’s going to come back with me someday, so there’s no need for me to rush this.’After bidding Jade farewell, Javier took his luggage with him and rushed to the airport. On his way there, he passed by Ciel’s house and thought of the pitiful woman, so he made a detour to visit her. Javier immediately understood what sort of life Ciel had been living when he saw the bowl of gruel with measly greens in front of her. ‘I’m sure she’s living as poorly as this because her father squandered all their family’s wealth due to his gambling addiction.’ “You’re here. I…”Before Ciel could finish, Javier dragged her out wit

Somewhere north of the Pacific Ocean, near Navatte Bay, sat an island about 200,000 square meters: Lustmord. It had been purchased as a permanent residence for the current patriarch of the Kersey Family, Zephiel Kersey, long ago.‘Zephiel.’It sounded airy, like a name one would give a wind billowing from the west…a zephyr. But anyone acquainted with Zephiel knew he was more than a puff of air—he was as sly as a fox. An old fox.He was indomitable when it came to his business conquests, and few people could match his prowess.He sold arms to many of the smaller countries, and his weapons made up most of their arsenal.He was not directly involved in politics, but a few prominent political families in Sammius had close ties with him. It was not an equal relationship either, as he was the monetary backbone. They acted as the political front vying for power, while he provided enough funding to sustain an election campaign.That was who Zephiel Kersey was. An elite. One of the few pe

Marjorie’s snarl managed to get Sigmund to stop.And yet, Javier proceeded to swing two more times at the battered woman’s face.She immediately burst into tears. “What the hell do you want?! I told my son to stop! Why are you still hitting me?”An apoplectic Sigmund began to look around in a rage, as if searching for something. Javier noticed his actions and let out a shrill snicker. “What, you’re looking for a rock to smite me with, brat? Don’t bother. Just grab your car and try driving over me! If you do it right, your mother will be caught under the wheels with me too! You wanna have a go?”Sigmund was almost frothing from rage, and yet there was nothing he could do. He had never expected that b*stard to drag his mom into the crossfire like that. One might even say he had failed to account for the possible ramifications of his reckless provocation.Javier ignored the panicking-but-hapless boy and turned back to his aunt and her puffy, wounded cheeks. “You really think this is

After his lunch with Ciara, Javier took a shower and napped on his bed. At night, the butler visited them and told him Zephiel had returned.Javier rose, bade his sister good evening, and followed the butler to the large, cement-and-tile house on the center of the island.Zephiel never liked staying in mansions and high-rise buildings. He loved his cement-cast, red-tile roof cottage too much. He’d even constructed a fence around it, where reefs and rocks had taken up residence, and changed the soil to plant crops. Javier had never understood how his grandfather managed to grow crops on the back of reefs and the saltwater trapped deep within, but then again…he had money. Money could buy anything, and that old sly fox had so much money that he could build his own nuclear bomb.Javier entered his courtyard and found his nearly 80-year-old grandfather shadow-fencing. Despite his advanced age, he was still bursting with health and brio, even though his hair and beard had turned snowy-whi