It's much past 6:00 p.m., 6:40 to be precise. A typical late hour. Naturally, by this time, the residents of Aurora should have been at home with their respective families, chatting, eating, and watching movies and the streets should have been deserted, with perhaps, a few nightlife individuals in them. But tonight is entirely different. Very distinct.Aurora is buzzing with life to an extent it has never been before! It's as if the day has only just begun. People are thronging the streets and every nook and cranny is filled up to the brim with them!They are all walking hither thither with so much speed and their eyes are so wide as they keenly take in every bit of their surroundings. Something they've never done before as they've never cared to but are forced to due to the situation at hand.There are discussions going on in every spot, filling the streets with esoteric babbles. And for some special reasons, there are journalists all over the streets with their cameras and micro m

'I'm sure this news will brighten up My Lord and ease his worry and bitterness!" At Michael's question, the frown on Chad's face instantly vanishes! Simultaneously, a gigantic grin spreads across his face and his eyes light up like the eyes of the character 'Joker' when he is up to no good.CLAP!CLAP!The next second, instead of responding, he claps twice, the sounds of his hands ringing throughout the suite. And the next moment, the door to the Silver Sun suite swings open, and Ares prowls in with a dark glow in his eyes, roughly dragging a bloodied older man with him."This is the good news, My Lord," Chad declares as he turns to face Michael, pointing to the elder man in Ares' clutches.At first, Michael tilts his brows disconcertingly as he doesn't understand what he has to do with any older man and why Chad would signal Ares to bring in this disgusting-looking man while claiming it is good news, but the second he looks at the man more scrutinously, his face gleams and he breaks

But before Ares can go ahead with his plan, Michael narrows his eyes and scowls at him, as if he knew he would try to do so. "You know best not to go against my order and try something stupid! Let him go right now! You don't want to provoke me!""Shit! He was awfully quick to figure me out!" Ares sucks his teeth in annoyance but, in the end, has no choice but to let Mr. Young go, a profound scowl on his face.COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!Mr. Young coughs violently, spitting out blood at regular intervals and panting excessively. "Thank you for saving me, Mr. Michael," after coughing for more than five minutes, he lowers his gaze and exclaims."What are you thanking me for? I just let you go for now, it doesn't in any way mean I'm letting you go forever! You are still going to die! Anyways, can you tell me who this person you want to seek revenge on is?""Who else if not that unfilial son of mine?" Mr. Young grits his teeth and curses out, his eyes filled with so much anger and hatred.

"My Lord," Ares rubs his jaw nervously and scratches his hair."What is it?" Michael raises a brow at him. "I said you should get me one of your daggers, what are you still standing there and calling me for?" He slightly glares at him."Uhm," Ares scratches his hair again. "I... It's just that I was thinking, My Lord, that old swat is one not worthy to tie or untie the straps of your sandals! You would be stooping so low if you go ahead to torture him yourself, that is why I am here, right? So why not allow me to take care of this?""That is true, Mr. Michael, Ares is right. You are way above Vincent and should let him handle this," Mr. Howard concurs with Ares and since he had spoken their minds, the others bob their heads in agreement.Michael looks at every one of them scrupulously for a while before drifting his gaze back to Ares and shrugging, "It's fine. You can handle it then. Just don't go easy on him. I need him to speak already so I can get out of here! This place pricks my

"No, please don't kill me! Please, Mr, Michael! Please," Mr. Young cries out hysterically as if a kid whose game iPad has been taken away from him because he has been ordered to go to bed whilst trying to grab hold of Michael's leg, but before he can, Ares darts to him, grabs him by the collar, and jerks him up, snarling, "You should know your place, old swat! Come with me now in peace, or... you already know what I'm capable of!""No, never!" Mr. Young angrily snarls back at him and glares at him. He then sways his gaze to Michael and falls to his knees, begging, "Please, Mr. Michael, I know I wronged you by trying to hold back my son from you, but you can't entirely blame me. Dani is my only son. My only child. Any father would do what I did. Any father would."Please just forgive me on the basis that you were also once a father like me and that I've told you everything you wanted. Please, I'm begging you! If you wish, I can be your slave. I can be your dog. I can do anything you wa