Brian frowns. This is not looking good. Daisy is the Princess of the Kanes. Indeed, if there was any truth to what he had claimed, she's amongst the people who should know about it. Of course, she doesn't know because he has been bluffing. There is nothing like the government taking over Death city or the deaths of the inhabitants being discovered. These were all lies, carefully crafted by him. Though he managed to get his hands on four plots of land in Death city, that was all for his scheme. And there is nothing of value about the land.Turns out, this is only but a scam scheme as Jordan pointed out. There is nothing like the land appreciating, instead it would likely be depreciating. But he doesn't care as he is set on getting his hands on that 400 million.He was just about to be done. He was so close but Jordan had to interfere. Hah. He grits his teeth.It is because of what is happening now that he chose to speak in hushed tones. Little did he know that Jordan would still hea
Brian's face turns ashen at the diners conversation. He never thought Jordan would interfere in his plan so he didn't consider preparing evidence, even if they had to be fabricated just as his lies.What is he supposed to present now?"Alright then," he looks at Avery, Isabella and, Gerald. "I'll take my leave now. I hope you guys don't regret this in the future." With that statement, he walks away, but inwardly hopes in his heart that they call him back.He purposely chooses to walk slowly so that the Cadens will have enough time to think everything through and call him back.Sure enough, he has barely taken more than twenty steps when Avery stands and bellows in panic, "Please wait, Mr. Martinez! Don't go anywhere! I believe you! I will immediately call my friends and request for the loans. Just come back and sit down.""Mum," Isabella turns to her, her brows narrowing. "What are you doing? Didn't you hear Jordan?""What is Jordan?" Avery jeers. "Is that a name of a human or a dog?
"Nothing," Isabella doesn't feel like continuing the conversation. If Jordan was an easy nut to crack, she feels Henry would have killed him a long time ago.Since even Henry couldn't kill him, she doesn't think Brian can. But telling him that will only prolong the conversation and that is something she doesn't want so she can only shut her mouth. Moreover, she has already divorced Jordan so she can't be bothered about what happens to him."Mr. Martinez, I've been able to get the remaining 300 million. Transfer the ownership of the land to me and I'll transfer the money to you," Avery says.Brian's eyes glimmer and his face breaks into a wide smile. Instantly, the anger he was initially feeling washes down the drain. "That's good," he says cheerfully and retrieves his phone, dialing a number.After a while, he hangs up and turns to look at Avery. "My lawyer will soon be here and the finalization of the transfer of ownership will be carried out. While we wait, you can proceed with the
"Hahaha," Loxter laughs. "Lad, what do you mean by 'am I going back on my word?' I never promised you anything, did I?""Don't play jokes with me, old man!" Jordan roars, clenching his fists. "You agreed to pledge allegiance to me in exchange for the magic powers, isn't that a promise?""Well, I guess it is," Loxter shrugs indifferently. "In that case, yes, I'm going back on my word. Not because I don't want to do it but because you are too little to have me pledge allegiance to you. Thank you for imparting your powers to my guards. If you need anything else, I can grant it, but if you don't, then scram. Don't make me use the guards you just made powerful against you.""Hahaha," Jordan laughs. "Hahaha," his tone increases. "Hahaha," in no time, his voice begins resonating all over the place.The next moment, he moves.ARGH!ARGH!ARGH...While the sound of his laughter echoes, he engages in a bloodthirsty massacre. By the time the sound of his laughter fades, there is no longer a si
In a base in the underworld...Lorenzo is covered in injuries and blood. His hair is disheveled and his shirt and pants have been torn, leaving him only in his pants. He is tied to a pole and there are several hair-raising marks on his back.A burly man stands in front of him, holding a long nail-tailed belt. "Mmm," he groans and spits out a mouthful of blood."Why are you torturing yourself, buddy? I only asked the identity of your Lord. Is that too hard to tell?" A handsome young man, sitting on a throne-like chair asks and puffs his cigar. From his aura one can easily tell that he is Luciano Pavarotti.Though he is being asked a question, Lorenzo remains silent. He will rather die than reveal Jordan's identity. He doesn't know why Luciano is asking this but from how long he has known him, he can tell that the reason can never be something good."Still stubborn, huh?" Luciano snickers and waves his hand at the burly man. "Go on and whip him until his resolve is broken. I'm curious t
Luciano feels a chill down his spine. "Who are you?" He asks in a barely audible whisper, adopting a combat posture.Jordan chuckles dryly. "You just asked of my identity from Lorenzo and now that I am here in flesh and blood, you are asking who I am? What do you really want?""You are the Mafia Lord?"Jordan smiles without responding and starts walking towards him, his aura increasing with each step he takes. Luciano hurriedly grabs Lorenzo's neck and yells, "If you take one more step, I'll snap his neck!"Jordan's jaw clenches at the threat. He never likes to be threatened. But he, however, obliges and stops walking. He can't act recklessly as any careless mistake might cost him the life of his friend and subordinate. He might never forgive himself if such a thing happens. He looks at Luciano, marries his gaze and asks with a smile, "Didn't you ask for my identity so you will meet me? Now that I'm here, shouldn't we talk?""Talk?" Luciano scoffs. "Who do you think you are? Are yo
"You..." Luciano staggers backward. "Who are you? How is he that you are still alive?"Jordan ignores his question and disappears from his spot, reappearing in his front the next instant. He grabs him by the collar and jerks him off his feet. "You, punk dared touch my subordinate?"SLAP!"Who gave you the guts?"SLAP!"You said you will kill me? Do you have what it takes?"SLAP!With each question Jordan asks, he lands a slap on Luciano's cheeks. By the time he is done, so many of Luciano's teeth have been knocked off and his cheeks, nose and lips are bleeding. But that doesn't satisfy Jordan. He drags him to the same pole he tied Lorenzo and ties him there, picking up the same long nail-tailed belt the burly figure used to whip Lorenzo."I hope you enjoy having a taste of your own medicine," Jordan sneers as he begins whipping him. For several hours, Jordan keeps whipping him until his hands are bleeding and there is nothing left of the belt.Through this moment, Luciano had fainted
WORLD APPARELS GALAXY...One of the office windows makes a cracking sound and a bloodied Jordan jumps in.He briskly walks into the restroom to freshen up. Almost an hour later, he walks out with a towel wrapped around his body, his phone in his hand and sits down in the Chairman's seat. He scrolls through his phone and locating Arthur's number, dials it.The call is instantly picked up on the first ring, followed by Arthur's cheerful voice, "Hello, Sire.""Where are you, Smith?" Jordan doesn't beat around as he directly asks."I'm still in the office, Sire.""Good," Jordan lets out a breath of relief. "I need clothes. I'm in the Chairman's office. Can you help me out?""Sure, Sire," without asking questions, Arthur agrees and Jordan hangs up.A few minutes later, Arthur walks into the office with a shirt, pants and underwears. He respectfully hands them to Jordan."Thank you," Jordan mouths as he takes the clothes from him and enters the relaxing room to change. He walks out a few min