The Arthur family cemetery was eerily quiet, the only sound being the soft rustle of leaves in the cool night breeze. Tyler stood before his grandfather's grave, his expression unreadable.
At his feet lay the severed head of Don Gil, eyes staring lifelessly at the ground. Tyler bent down, placing the head gently on the grave. “Grandfather, I have avenged you,” Tyler murmured, his voice carrying through the stillness of the night. “Don Gil is dead, but my work isn’t done. I’ll retrieve the family heirloom and restore the honor they stole from us. I promise you.” He bowed his head for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady himself. The memories of the massacre haunted him, fueling his determination. As he straightened up, his eyes blazed with resolve. He turned away from the grave and walked briskly toward the cemetery gates, disappearing into the darkness. Meanwhile, at the Gil family villa, chaos and despair hung heavy in the air. The grand hall, once a place of opulence and power, was now filled with the wails of mourning and the quiet sobs of those too shocked to speak. Don Gil’s body lay on a marble table, a white sheet draped over him. Mary Gil stood at the head of the table, her face twisted in grief and rage. She clenched her fists, her voice breaking as she screamed at the servants, “Why hasn’t Philip been called yet? Get him here immediately!” A young servant trembled, her voice shaking as she responded, “He’s on his way, Miss Mary. He’s coming back tonight.” Mary’s eyes flashed with anger. “He better be! That bastard Arthur orphan thinks he can just walk in and kill our father? He’ll pay for this. I swear, he’ll pay!” An older man, one of Don’s closest advisors, stepped forward cautiously. “Miss Mary, please calm down. Philip will handle this. He’s—” “Calm down?” Mary snapped, her voice rising. “Our father is dead! Torn apart like an animal! I won’t calm down until Tyler Arthur’s head is mounted on our wall.” The advisor took a step back, swallowing hard. “Of course, Miss Mary. But we need to be careful. Tyler is dangerous. He’s already taken out—” “I don’t care!” Mary interrupted, her voice choked with emotion. “He’s nothing but a worthless orphan who got lucky. Philip will take care of him.” Just then, the sound of helicopter blades echoed through the night, signaling Philip Gil’s arrival. At the Military District, the helicopter landed smoothly on the tarmac. Philip Gil, the fourth son of Don Gil, stepped out, his face grim. He moved with purpose, his eyes scanning the area as if searching for answers in the darkness. An officer approached him, saluting sharply. “Mr. Gil, we’re ready to escort you to the villa,” the officer said, his voice steady. Philip nodded, his expression unreadable. “Let’s go. I need to know everything that happened last night.” As they drove towards the villa, Philip’s phone rang. He answered immediately. “Mary, I’m on my way. What’s the situation?” “Philip, it’s worse than we thought,” Mary’s voice trembled with barely contained fury. “Tyler Arthur did this. He brought Dad’s head back to the cemetery like a sick trophy.” Philip’s grip on the phone tightened. “Tyler Arthur? Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure!” Mary nearly shouted. “He waltzed in here, killed Dad, and made us look like fools. He’s a dead man, Philip. You have to—” “I’ll handle it,” Philip cut her off, his voice cold and measured. “I’ll take care of everything. Just make sure no one does anything stupid before I get there.” He hung up and leaned back in his seat, his mind racing. Tyler Arthur, the name stirred something deep within him. The orphaned son of a family that was once their greatest rival, now back from the dead to exact his revenge. Philip’s jaw clenched. This wasn’t just about family honor anymore; it was personal. As the car pulled up to the villa, Philip stepped out, his presence immediately commanding attention. The remaining members of the Gil family and their allies looked at him with a mix of hope and desperation. He walked straight to the hall where Don Gil’s body lay. Mary rushed to him, her eyes red with tears. “Philip, you have to do something. He’s—” “I know,” Philip said quietly, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I know, Mary. But this isn’t something we can rush into. Tyler is dangerous, and he’s not acting alone.” “What do you mean?” Mary asked, her voice barely a whisper. Philip’s eyes narrowed. “There’s someone behind him, pulling the strings. Tyler couldn’t have done this on his own. I’m going to Newton City tonight. There’s a big figure there, someone who knows the truth about Tyler’s return.” Mary’s eyes widened. “You think it’s...” “I don’t know who it is yet, but I’ll find out.” Philip’s voice was filled with a quiet, deadly resolve. “And when I do, I’ll crush them. Every last one of them.” He turned to the rest of the room, his voice carrying the authority of a commander. “I want everyone to stay calm. Don’t make any moves until I get back. We’re not going to let this go unpunished, but we’re going to be smart about it.” He glanced at his father’s covered body one last time before turning on his heel. “I’ll be back soon. And when I am, we’ll finish this.” With that, he strode out of the villa, leaving a stunned silence in his wake. The Gil family was in mourning, but they were also preparing for war. And Philip Gil was going to make sure it was a war they would win.The morning sun barely peeked through the curtains when Tyler's phone rang. Sonia's excited voice came through the speaker."Tyler! You won't believe it. My high school reunion - it worked! I think we might have a real shot at this partnership!"Tyler smiled, genuinely pleased for her. "That's fantastic news, Sonia. Would you like me to come pick you up? We can head to the Emperor Group together.""That would be wonderful. Thank you, Tyler."A short while later, Gabriel was navigating the morning traffic as Tyler and Sonia sat in the back of the car.Sonia's brow furrowed as she scrolled through her phone. "Oh no, did you hear about Don Gil? He passed away last night."Tyler kept his expression neutral. "I hadn't heard. What happened?""The details are vague. Some kind of accident at a family gathering. It's terrible - the Gil family is so influential.""Indeed they are," Tyler replied carefully. "But let's focus on your good news. Tell me more about this potential partnership."Sonia
Richard stood in front of Sonia with a smug grin, his arms crossed, clearly trying to intimidate her. Lucia, his partner in crime, stood beside him, her eyes gleaming with greed. It wasn’t the first time they had tried to manipulate situations for their benefit, and this time, Sonia seemed like an easy target."You know, Sonia," Richard started smoothly, "we could help each other out here. Sign this, and we’ll make sure everything goes your way. We could all benefit from this… if you play along."Lucia chimed in, her voice sickly sweet. "Yes, dear, it’s just business. Nothing personal. It would be in your best interest to listen to Richard. He’s experienced in these things."Sonia frowned, her stomach churning at their obvious attempt to take advantage of her. She took a deep breath, summoning her courage. "No," she said firmly. "I’m not interested in whatever scheme you two are planning. I refuse to be part of something underhanded."Richard’s grin faded, replaced by a sneer. "You re
The sun beamed directly at his eyes, Tyler let out a faint yawn. "What a night !" Tyler groaned while sitting straight up on the bed , with his right hand rubbing his forehead due to the hangover from last night's clubbing and drinking.There were movements on the bed and his gaze shifted from the window to the other side of the bed . Just beside him was the lady he picked up from the club and had a one night stand with. He traced her body with his eyes and was amazed how endowed she was, her face was covered with a red veil. "She looks pretty, but what is it with the veil covering her face?" He thought to himself."Morning damsel," he spoke, trying to wake her from her sleep. He stretched his hand to pat her gently on the hip.The lady frowned, troubled at the slight disturbance. She shifted in the bed, before opening her eyes, "Where am I?" She asked, slowly raising her body from the bed.Gazing at the man before her, she immediately noticed she was naked and had nothing on.Her
It was ten years ago. Tyler was involved in a terrible fire outbreak, which got him trapped with no way out.He had no one to save or rescue him from the flames that surrounded him that very day. All he could do was scream out and await his end. But it was at that very moment he saw her. Sonia Walters, the one who risked her life to walk through the flames and pull a terrified Tyler out from the burning building."Hold on to me!" She had yelled, placing his arm around her shoulder. Tyler did as she instructed, following his young savior, until she showed him the way out to safety. When he got out, he fainted due to the smoke, but later woke up to find himself in the South. He had been rescued and taken somewhere else. Away from home and away from the young lady who saved him.He never got the chance to see and thank her for her help.After ten years in the military, Tyler had worked his way to become the Marshall of the South, one of the Most powerful Marshals in Evendore.And now h
Philip felt pleased with the event transpiring in front of him. Unknown to the Walters family, the whole incident was part of his plan. It was all his doing.Although there was a change in his scheme. Philip hired those men to drug and take turns with Sonia, so that he would film it and send to the Walters family, but it didn't go the way he planned. Sonia managed to escape their hold, ending up in Tyler's arms instead.Even though the stranger that rescued his fiancee wasn't among the men he hired, Philip was still glad that he was a man. So, when the guys from the bar reached out to him about the situation on ground, he immediately went for the next course of action which was acquiring the surveillance footage from the bar through bribe, bringing the photos down to Walters's home to ruin his engagement to his fiancee. And why did he do all these? Disgust!Philip hated the fact that his future wife was going to be an ugly disfigured lady that wasn't attractive in anyway. To him, S
As the sleek black car pulled up to the gates of Arthur Palace, Sonia's eyes widened in disbelief. The sprawling villa before her was unlike anything she had ever seen, its grandeur surpassing even the most luxurious homes in Arthurton."This... this is where you live?" Sonia asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Tyler nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Welcome to your new home, Sonia."As they stepped out of the car, Sonia couldn't help but stare at the ornate facade, the perfectly manicured gardens, and the shimmering fountain at the center of the circular driveway."It's so... grand," she murmured, still in awe. "I thought... I mean, I didn't expect..."Tyler chuckled softly. "You thought I was just some vain man who picked you up at a bar?"Sonia blushed, lowering her eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have assumed...""No need to apologize," Tyler said gently. "Let's go inside. You must be tired."As they entered the grand foyer, Sonia felt overwhelmed by the opulence surr
The newlyweds, Tyler and Sonia, arrived at the Walters family home, their happiness quickly overshadowed by the tense atmosphere.Sonia's father, Clinton, stood awkwardly in the corner, his shabby clothes a stark contrast to the opulent surroundings."Well, look who decided to grace us with his presence," sneered Uncle Richard, one of the Walters family elders."If it isn't our resident black sheep, Clinton the Pauper."Clinton's face reddened, but he remained silent, used to such treatment. His low status in the family was painfully evident, his influence non-existent despite his connection to the powerful Walters clan.Aunt Lucia chimed in, her voice dripping with false sympathy, "Oh Clinton, dear, do try not to touch anything. We wouldn't want you to break something you can't afford to replace."Laughter rippled through the room, causing Clinton to shrink further into himself. Sonia squeezed Tyler's hand, her heart aching for her father but unsure how to defend him.Suddenly, Maure
Sonia sat at her desk, her shoulders slumped in defeat. The prospect of negotiating with the Yale Group, a multinational corporation known for its cutthroat business practices, seemed insurmountable.She buried her face in her hands, trying to muster the courage she knew she needed.Tyler, noticing her distress, approached quietly. "Sonia," he said gently, "what's troubling you?"She looked up, her eyes betraying her lack of confidence. "This deal with the Yale Group... I don't know if I can do it, Tyler. They're so big, so powerful. What chance do I have?"Tyler's eyes softened with understanding. He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Don't lose heart, Sonia. We can do this together. I believe in you."His words seemed to ignite a small spark within her. Sonia straightened slightly, a glimmer of hope crossing her features. "Wait," she said, her voice gaining strength. "I just remembered something. My old high school classmate... she works at the Yale Group now!"Tyler's face