Jennifer was unaware of Walter's thoughts, and perhaps even if she knew, she wouldn't have cared. She glanced at Scott, sounding bored as she asked, "Seriously, why did you come back to this city?"Scott sat on the chair near the window, close to the transparent floor. From this floor, he could see the cityscape below.He paid no attention and said, "As I mentioned before, I came back here only to commemorate Brian on his anniversary and to eliminate all the Arnold family's henchmen before investing in this city. This city will serve as a conduit for me to take over the capital's economy."Everything was just beginning. Jennifer could sense the resentment emanating from Scott; he genuinely sought revenge, but it wasn't an entirely positive state, especially considering his current mental state.Jennifer couldn't help but sigh inwardly, expressing dissatisfaction. "I don't believe you at all. I heard your wife is beautiful. Are you really back to divorce her or reconcile with her?"

Scott looked at Jennifer's back, his eyes narrowing slightly. He wouldn't fall for Jennifer's angry act. Because he didn't lie, he no longer loved Aboli.He had loved her before, but not anymore.His feelings had dried up, leaving only respect for Brian and affection and gratitude for Jennifer and Walter, the ones who had always fought for him.He was clear that he had struggled to survive until today only for revenge, revenge against the one who had caused him pain.Jennifer seemed to sense something and hastily turned back. Indeed, she saw Scott's eyes moistening, deep, and dangerous like a bottomless pit, emitting a dangerous aura.He was sinking back into hatred.Jennifer quickly walked up and grabbed Scott's hand, her face showing no sign of any unhappiness. She slightly pouted and said, "Anyway, since you said you'd go shopping with me, I'll forgive you. But we haven't bought anything yet; let's go in here."She finished speaking and immediately pulled Scott into a nearby je

Ron wanted to call for his protection as usual, but the pain seemed to make him more alert.He thought of someone he felt more suitable to deal with, Scott!Without hesitation, he pressed the phone and shouted, "Cousin, you have to take charge. Someone dared to hit me!"A familiar, disdainful voice echoed from the phone, "How dare this person?! Clearly, they don't respect the Smith family. Quick, where are you?!"However, it was Brando's voice.Scott couldn't help but furrow his brows slightly. Ron quickly reported the name of the store, then abruptly hung up the phone. It was evident that Brando was quickly heading towards their store.Ron was still writhing in pain on the ground. After a while, he could have stood up, but he certainly wouldn't do so now. He wanted his cousin to see his current state before severely punishing Scott!Anyway, Ron was confident that someone like Scott couldn't resist the power of the Smith family!At this moment, Brando had arrived, confidently ente

"No, not an alliance with the Henry family, but an alliance with me, Taylor Henry," Taylor said confidently. Scott couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly, his gaze showing a hint of depth.In a calm tone, Scott asked, "What do you have for me to collaborate with you?" It wasn't that Scott looked down on Taylor, but when it came to collaboration, he always prioritized those with both power and intelligence. Intelligence alone couldn't bring quick results for him.Taylor didn't hide anything. He directly stated, "Star A Corporation is under my ownership." Hearing this, Scott couldn't help but raise his eyebrow a bit more; this time, he was genuinely surprised.It was known that Star A Corporation was a renowned conglomerate built from scratch, with no backing from any prominent family. Established for five years, the corporation had faced pressure from various families, yet it stood strong without collapsing. Currently, it has branches in several cities. Though unspoken, the

The black official vehicle blended into the darkness, swiftly appearing at a large villa on the outskirts of the city. Despite its grandeur, the villa did not belong to the wealthy neighborhood; its architectural beauty was modest, and the dense surrounding forest gave it an eerie and mysterious atmosphere.It couldn't be denied that this place was well-suited for a murder and body disposal operation, seemingly shrouded in an otherworldly ambiance. However, Scott had no intention of engaging in such activities.The vehicle continued to drive into the villa's courtyard before coming to a stop. Scott descended slowly. Despite the recent bloody battle, not a trace of blood clung to his body. As he stepped inside the villa, the temporary caretaker and one of Scott's most loyal subordinates, Ayer, emerged, offering a damp towel.Scott took the towel and wiped his hands, then asked in a low voice, "How are things?"Ayer was the tall man with peculiar scars on his leather-like skin, the