*****For a moment, Frosh Junior did not know how to react, hearing his brother and hearing the melancholy in his voice, but then his eyes narrowed and he quickly locked his gaze on Frosh, his breathing turning labored.“So, now that we know that jerk, who did this to me has such a close connection with a member of a second-rank family, does that mean that my revenge is only a mere fantasy?” he suddenly asked, his eyes reddening with frustration and unwillingness, dumbfounding Frosh for a moment.“That was not what I meant,” he hurriedly clarified, seeing his brother verging on panic. Before he could continue, however, intending to assure him, a soft knock tapped against the car’s windshield, startling the brothers.Frosh quickly rolled down the window beside him, recognizing the person— his newly promoted assistant from the previous day who presently appeared shocked and scared as though he just saw something scary.“What did you find?” he quickly asked, eager to know the truth

*****“Is something the matter?” Laura, whose mind was still in turmoil from all that had happened and the second near-death encounter she had had in just two days, suddenly blurted, gazing at Xavier, who had come to an abrupt stop, staring intently in a specific direction.“I…” Xavier blinked, startled back to his senses by his mother’s voice. He then shook his head in response to her question before his brows furrowed again, subconsciously glancing back at the departing black vehicle.‘Who could have been releasing that much murderous intent and hostility toward me?’ he wondered, his rarely wrong intuition alerting him of looming trouble that he deliberates on solving right there and then.Just as he was about to step forward, however, David’s concerned voice sounded beside him, breaking through his thoughts. “Are you sure you’re alright, son?” he asked, and only then did Xavier tear his gaze away from the car, deciding to dismiss the threat and intention to act, nagging at his

***** "Father! Father!!!" Lucius cried out, darting forward as if his butt had caught fire, then with not even the slightest trace of pity, shoved aside the two guards, who appeared to be trying to warn him, and then slammed open the grand door before him, storming inside. “This...” The bodyguards, who had just been roughly pushed aside without any care whether they fell or injured, exchanged uneasy looks. "Master specifically said no one was to enter—why does young master always put us in impossible situations?" one of them muttered, visibly shaken. The other forced a deep breath, trying his best to maintain his composure despite knowing the consequence of making their master mad. "I’m certain the master won’t hold it against us," he whispered hopefully, although his nervous expression suggested otherwise. He then cautiously closed the door that had been forced open by Lucius. As he did so, however, the guard sneaked a glance into the hall and saw Lucius standing motionless. The

*****Grace’s casual expression finally faded away as soon as she heard Xavier still insisting on owning a villa in OceanView Estate.She stared blankly at him for a moment, half-expecting him to suddenly break into a grin and admit he was merely joking. After all, who wouldn’t laugh at such an absurdity of an ordinary person claiming to own a house in OceanView Estate of all places? Yet, there he was, staring back at her, his expression steady, as if he had just casually stated the most obvious fact in the world.She had already been frustrated with him for telling his parents about their marriage—something meant to be a mere business arrangement—without giving her any warning. Now, however, he even dared to boast about something so obviously untrue.‘I thought you were a bit different, maybe even honest, based on the background check I did. But it seems I was wrong,’ she thought, any trace of lingering goodwill she might have had for Xavier vanishing entirely as if it had never

***** "I knew you were somewhat different and mysterious from the first interaction I had with you, “ the figure of a beautifully shaped lady, seated behind a desk inside a dimly lit, shadowed room suddenly mumbled to herself, her expression distant and contemplative with a smug smile on her barely visible lips. Eventually, she snapped back to reality and lowered her gaze to the monitor in front of her, whose screen was providing the only light in the otherwise dark room, and carefully reread the oddly typed, somewhat encrypted message on it before finally, she couldn’t help but release a small sigh. “Never have I imagined that your level of secrecy and mysteriousness actually extends to having the strength needed to eliminate an E-rank fighter...” she whispered with a voice filled with awe, her eyes gleaming with a light that could make one’s skin crawl. Looking at the way she was muttering to herself, lost in her own thoughts, inside the dimly lit office that appeared empty save f