All Chapters of UNDER HIS RULES: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"I'm sorry, but I'm not Leora," Beatrice asserted with a displeased expression. "Please respect that boundary, even if you still hope that the little child is alive."Alfred stared at Beatrice with an incredulous look."You came here to meet me, right? To confirm your suspicions?""Yes." Alfred replied without hesitation."Then don't act like someone who is committing a crime," Beatrice said.Alfred, who was still staring at Beatrice intently, eventually laughed. He waved his hand lightly at David, and shortly after, all the guns that were aimed at Sam and his men were lowered. The same went for Sam's other men. The weapons were no longer as intimidating to Beatrice.This action was met with a thin smile from Beatrice. "Thank you.""So... will you comply with this old man's request?" Alfred asked.Beatrice thought for a moment. It didn't occur to her that she might be someone like what was being suggested. It could be true or i

No matter how much he's had to drink, it doesn't seem to help him momentarily forget what happened. Everything keeps changing, forcing him to think hard when there's no way out anymore. Stuck. He can't even retreat from this situation. Maybe it would be better if he were just killed.Unfortunately... the executor refuses to swing the sword. Instead, he chooses to let his victim suffer. Just like himself."Have you finished your madness, Jimmy?" Gerald asked as he entered the workspace of Jimmy Lee. Usually, there were scattered papers and project discussions that the man worked on. Even under Alfred's control, Jimmy truly explored himself to develop. Gerald could say that Jimmy had some contribution, albeit not much, to the progress of some projects entrusted to him."Can you stop the demonstration at the headquarters?" Jimmy sneered. He had been feeling dizzy for a few days. He ignored it because there was something much more important than the dizziness.

Alfred enjoyed his cigar, the smoke dissipating quickly in the afternoon breeze. The sound of waves kissing the shore accompanied their conversation. The old man didn't expect the resort he visited to be so luxurious once he entered its premises. It was vast and well-maintained by the owner. He also noticed many of Sam's subordinates wandering around.Sam, who had been reading Alfred's report intently, now handed the file to Hugo. He wanted to know his trusted assistant's opinion as well. If it confirmed his suspicions, there was no doubt that Alfred's visit was not merely to deliver the file. Beatrice was accompanying him.Hugo quickly read through the pages while Sam took out a cigar from his shirt pocket, mirroring Alfred, who was still enjoying his smoke while leaning back in his chair, never taking his eyes off Sam."Do you already know what happened, don't you?" Alfred asked with a thin smile."What do you want to hear from me?" Sam laughed. "Shall

Sam leaned back while massaging his temples. He couldn't count how many cigarettes he had smoked just to dissipate some of the anger towards someone who used to be close to him. Fortunately, their closeness was limited to physical encounters and pleasure. They rarely shared stories or engaged in lighthearted conversations like AnaBella did.The ruler hadn't forgotten their meeting with Bella back then. She was a beautiful woman, akin to a queen bee, drawing the attention of the opposite sex. They would gaze at her, seek her attention, and desire to possess her. Sam knew that. But he wasn't interested in making Bella the queen in his life. He merely placed her, a girl desired by many men out there, by his side. Perhaps it was because of Sam's treatment that Bella became arrogant. However, since Bella came into his life, Sam rarely had the desire to touch other women. It was just fleeting moments to fulfill his needs. Most of what Sam desired could be matched by Bella.A

Two hours before Sam prepared to leave.On the way back from the hospital this time, Sam remained silent. Completely. Beatrice felt the urge to ask what Sam and his two subordinates were discussing. Why did his face become more fierce and gloomy? The aura of not wanting to be disturbed by anything, including Beatrice's voice, was palpable."Sam," Beatrice called softly. Her hand was itching to touch Sam's muscular arm as he sat comfortably beside her. Beatrice knew that Rulli occasionally glanced at Sam with curiosity and fear combined. His order was clear, directing their car to headquarters."Don't talk, Beatrice," he said.His voice was filled with a dark aura. Sam's gestures indicated that he did not want to be disturbed. Even with his eyes closed, Beatrice was convinced that there were many thoughts running through his mind. This made Beatrice sigh softly. Until the car entered the headquarters' area, which she hadn't visited in a long time, Sam rema