“Why the hell did you bring me here?” Jessica asked, her tone sharp and unforgiving as she glared at Harper. The man leaned back in his chair, casually sipping on his cigarette, his posture exuding an air of apathy."Tsk," Harper muttered, his eyes darkening with contempt as he shifted his gaze towards his sister. As Jessica watched, the stripper who had been entertaining Harper stood up, obediently leaving at his command.“So disrespectful,” Harper scolded with a disapproving frown.Tears welled in Jessica’s eyes as she pleaded, "How could you do this to me?” Her voice trembled with anguish.“No princess, you did this to yourself.” Harper’s chuckle dripped with mockery. “You chose your delusions over reality.”“Why can’t you just support me?” Jessica cried out, her voice wavering with disbelief.Before she could finish, Harper’s hand struck her cheek, the force of the slap jarring her. Her face stung, her skin reddening as tears welled in her eyes and dripped down her cheeks.“You ar

Miles' voice cut through the air with a sharp, calculated precision, snapping Xavier back to the present moment.Shaking off his initial shock, Xavier regained his composure, although a hint of uncertainty still lingered in his eyes. The billionaire businessman couldn't deny the striking resemblance between Miles and the elusive Anderson Trillionaire Grandmaster, an uncanny similarity that left him unnerved."Familiar?" Miles repeated, a wry smirk playing on his lips as he observed Xavier's reaction.Miles, sipping his wine with an air of practiced nonchalance, observed the room with a shrewd eye. As more young heirs streamed in, their hushed whispers hinting at their eagerness to witness his supposed humiliation and possible death, Miles remained unfazed, his expression unmoved."How dare you disrupt our party?" Xavier growled, his voice low and threatening. But Miles' unflappable demeanor only seemed to amplify his own frustration."And here I thought you were here to join me for a

“My life is important to me, Miles, please…” Xaveir was still on his knees begging like never before.Miles stood before Xavier, a triumphant smirk spreading across his features."Really? Your life is important to you?" Miles mocked, his tone laced with disdain. "I'm sure it is. But what makes you think it's important to me?"The young heirs in the room exchanged glances, some snickering at Xavier's pathetic display. Miles' lips curled into a cruel chuckle."Please, Miles, I'm begging you!" Xavier beseeched, his voice cracking with desperation. "Forgiveness is not in my vocabulary, Xavier. Eye for an eye. That's how my family operates." Xavier's gaze shifted to the ground, his heart sinking deeper.In a desperate plea, he silently prayed to God to spare his life, or at the very least, his limbs.A glimmer of hope flickered within Xavier's eyes, his desperation taking hold. "Anything you want! Anything at all. Money, cars, hotels, just name it! I'll give you whatever you desire, just

Miles walked out of the nightclub, his dark aura swirling around him like a cloak of vengeance. But the moment his eyes caught sight of his wife Jessica and daughter waiting outside, his expression softened. A chill breeze blew across the street."Miles!" Jessica's voice sang out, and she rushed towards him, her eyes glittering with affection. Miles enveloped her into his embrace, his arms a fortress of protection as her gentle touch soothed his heart."Are you alright, darling?" Miles asked, his voice laden with concern as he patted Jessica's back with gentle caresses, his fingers soothing away the tension that radiated from her.Jessica looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears that threatened to spill over. "No, I should be the one asking if you're okay," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "After what happened in there...I was so worried."Miles brushed a stray strand of hair away from her face, his touch tender and loving.Miles placed a gentle kiss on Jessica's f

“Just because I choose not to takeover doesn’t make me a coward!” Miles stated, firmly."I never said you were a coward, son," Old Master Liam said, his voice dripping with disappointment. "But walking away now, in the face of danger, is not the Andersons way."Miles, fists clenched in frustration, fought to control his rising temper. He felt a gentle pressure on his arm, Jessica's reassuring touch, and he took a deep breath, trying to quell the storm within."I'm not turning away from danger," he said, his voice tight but even.In that moment, he knew there was only one choice to make, despite the weight of the consequences."Fine," he said, his voice carrying the weight of his resignation. "I will take back my position as head of the family."The Old Master's face lit up in a triumphant grin, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. Miles had taken the bait, and now the fate of his family, and the legacy of the Anderson name, rested on his shoulders once more."You're serious about this