Gerald sat in anticipation, eagerly awaiting updates on the scheme he set in motion through his hired thugs. He found it somewhat entertaining that, thus far, none of them had reached out to report the progress of their assigned task. The silence, particularly from Matt, began to irk him, leaving Gerald contemplating whether he should break the silence and contact Matt for a status update.As he contemplated dialing Matt’s number, Gerald hesitated, deciding to afford it some more time, trusting that Matt and his accomplices were diligently carrying out their mission. In his mind, he envisioned the unfolding scenario: Matt orchestrating a severe beating, extracting a confession from Travis regarding his alleged framing of Edwin.Simultaneously, Gerald sensed an impending call from Bianca, who would undoubtedly seek information and reassurance regarding the plan’s progression. Aware of the need to satisfy her concerns, Gerald pondered the delicate balance between keeping her informed an

The following day, Travis stayed alone at home, his mind consumed by the mysterious contents discovered within the Eye of the Cosmos book, now etched into his thoughts. It instilled in him a sense of empowerment, as if he possessed the ability to accomplish anything, as though he were invisible.Feeling the weight of newfound power and secrets swirling within him, Travis grappled with a sense of urgency to understand the peculiar nature of the voice.His life was turning into a supernatural rollercoaster, and he couldn't help but wonder where the ride would take him next.At this moment, he suddenly received a call from Parker.Travis didn't want to answer his call at first because he hated how Parker dismissed him when he gave him the warning about his so-called fiancee.Why the hell is he even calling now or has the truth finally dawned on him, Travis thought as the phone continued to ring.But then, Parker was too pitiful in his mind to just ignore the call, so he reluctantly picke

Olivia scoffed at Parker’s protests with disdain, her voice dripping with contempt. “Just stop your fucking bullshit with me and save your sweat, Parker! My restaurant has nothing to do with you, so I won’t give you a penny! That painting is the property of the restaurant, which means you have no right to take it. I will report this to the police and have you arrested for theft!”Ben decided to join the fray with a sneer, “Boy, I advise you to look at yourself in the mirror and get to know yourself better. My network in Grove City is something you can’t afford, so you better tread carefully. Now, if you don’t peacefully hand over that painting, all I need to do is say hello to the Public Security Bureau, and they will arrest you immediately! A case value of two hundred thousand is enough for you to rot in jail, believe it or not!”Parker found himself cornered, realizing he was in a difficult situation as he looked at Ben. There seemed to be no way for him to fend off this threat or d

Travis took the initiative to reach out to Vic Davidson, a contact at Royal Elegance, seeking his assistance in something. With a concise message, he queried, “What is the origin of Benson Jones in Grove City?”Acknowledging his limited knowledge about Ben, aside from his affluent background, Travis anticipated that someone like Davidson would possess the means to unveil more details.In a prompt response, Davidson provided insights, stating, “Oh, the Jones family. They are primarily involved in Jade and pawn auctions, exhibiting considerable strength in the business domain. Why, Master Travis, has he crossed you?”Travis, affirming his intent to resolve the situation, replied, “Yes, I’ve summoned Mr. Rowlings to address that matter. However, I have another task for you.”An eager Davidson hastily responded, “Master Travis, please enlighten me!”Travis conveyed his instructions, texting, “I want you to arrange for Benson Jones’ father to come to Sunlight’s Hospital, along with an old

Observing the unfolding scene, Ben trembled with fear as he grappled with the realization of the formidable power he had unwittingly provoked. Despite his attempts to maintain composure, the confusion gnawed at him—why, in the world, was Mr. Rowlings present? He had never intentionally antagonized the influential figure.Acknowledging Mr. Rowlings’ apology, Travis, seemingly unperturbed, offered a nod, indicating his lack of concern. Turning his attention to the subdued Vick, still catching his breath on his knees, Travis inquired, “Who the hell is this person?”Mr. Rowlings surveyed Vick with a discerning gaze before turning back to Travis. With a solemn demeanor, he responded, “Just a nobody, Master Travis. A junior with blind eyes. What would Master Travis like to do about him? A single word, and I’ll address it immediately!” The deference in Mr. Rowlings’ tone echoed the magnitude of his authority.Travis, his countenance growing darker, cast his gaze downward, a sinister sneer