All Chapters of Journey to Supremacy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Troy's eyes were bloodshot, his anger rising like an uncontrollable storm. With a low growl, he crumpled the note into dust. "Hannah, how dare you touch my parents! I'll make you pay for this!" Fueled by rage, Troy stormed out of the small yard and hailed a cab to the Northside Boxing Arena.Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, in a luxurious mansion, Hannah sat with an ice pack pressed to her swollen face, the bruising slightly easing. Hannah's mother, Madeline Pierpoint, stood nearby, tears streaming down her face in distress. "Hannah, how dare that brat lay a hand on you! Don't worry. Your father and I will make sure he pays."Her father, Timothy Pierpoint, was just as furious. "That little rascal! How dare he hit my daughter! Who does he think he is? He's nothing but a useless fool. I swear I'll ruin him today, even if it's the last thing I'll do!"Hannah, still holding the ice pack, spoke, her voice seething with venom, "Dad, Mom, don't worry. Since you've already as

"Your parents?" The silver-haired man frowned slightly, then let out a cold, mocking laugh. "So you're the son of those two old fools?" Troy's smile grew colder, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "Just for saying that, you're not walking out of here today." A sarcastic grin spread across the silver-haired man's face as he slowly clapped, impressed. "Well, well. It's been years, but someone from Silverton finally dares to stir up trouble here. Guess you're one of those reckless young fools who doesn't know fear." Troy exhaled a cloud of smoke, his expression unamused. "Stop pretending to be something you're not. You're all just trash. Do you really think this sorry excuse for a fight club means anything? Hand over my parents, and I'll let you walk away alive." The moment his words hit the air, a deadly silence hung in the room, quickly replaced by a wave of fury. The bodyguards' faces twisted with anger, their eyes glowing with murderous intent. The silver-haired man's fac

The arena was deathly silent.Everyone stood frozen, their eyes wide with disbelief. Fear gripped them—pure, unrelenting terror.Ferris Hawkins, the silver-haired man, was the reigning underground fighting champion of Silverton for three years, a man who had single-handedly taken down more than thirty fighters. He had even killed opponents with a single punch, causing their internal organs to rupture right there in the ring.Yet now, in front of this young man, he was reduced to nothing! The crowd swallowed hard, their gazes locked on Troy, their eyes wide with fear—fear they had never felt before.Troy's gaze slowly drifted to the two women standing nearby. They froze in terror, then, with a sharp scream, crumbled to the ground, their eyes filled with tears. "W-We had nothing to do with this... Please spare us..." Troy looked at them, narrowing his eyes slightly. A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. "Scared?"Both women trembled at his cold gaze, tears streaming dow

Timothy chimed in, his voice heavy with frustration, "Dad! Stay out of this! I'm on Hannah's side, too. My daughter got hit, and I'm heartbroken over it!"Connor's face turned purple with rage. He slammed his cane down on the floor, his anger building. "You… You know nothing! That Troy is no ordinary person. You don't even know his background, yet you talk like you understand everything! You'll see. I'm not getting involved in this, but you'll regret it later. Don't come crying to me when you run into trouble!"With that, Connor stormed out of the villa and walked toward the small mountain behind the estate to cool off.Inside the villa, Hannah scoffed, clearly irritated. "Grandpa is always so cautious! He's scared of someone like Troy, a total loser? How ridiculous!" She huffed, dismissing the whole situation. Pulling out her phone, she prepared to call Ferris.But just as she picked it up, the front door exploded open with a deafening crash. The heavy wooden door flew off its

Hannah's body jerked violently, her breath caught in her throat as her feet left the ground. Troy had yanked her up with such force that her body dangled helplessly in the air.She began to gasp for air, her limbs flailing in a desperate attempt to break free. Her legs kicked wildly, and her hands clawed at Troy's grip as she tried to pull his fingers from her throat. The lack of oxygen soon took its toll. Her vision blurred, and the once beautiful features of her face twisted into an expression of raw fear and pain.Troy's presence was suffocating, his murderous intent pouring out of him like a tidal wave, drowning her in an overwhelming sense of dread.Hannah felt like her body was being torn apart. The sensation of death pressed against her, and tears began to slowly slide down her face."Let me go… Please, please..." Her voice barely escaped as she gasped for breath.Troy's voice, cold and thunderous, boomed through the air, making her body tremble."Where are my parents?