Doctor Bryan out of fear was about to turn it off but then Adam's thunderous voice commanded. "No! Don't turn it off, I want my memories, I want it all!!" He yelled as forceful tears escaped from his eyes and his veins bulged out.
As the boot reached 100% Adam broke the belt with his bear strength, all the electricity sparked and went off for some seconds before restoring back to power. Stacey smiled emotionally, this was the Adam she knew incredibly strong and powerful. "Are you okay Lord Adam?" She asked but he kept silent, breathing heavily, he fell on the floor but supported himself with his arms, Stacey ran to help him up but he gestured her to stop. "I remember now. I remember who I am. I am Lord Adam Manchester, the supreme general of Coastal Flair and the Warlord of this nation!" Adam roared so loudly that it felt like the room couldn't contain the pressure, Stacey and Bryan had to cover their ears with their hands, they were also high cultivators, normal humans would have died from that amount of energy. "Yes. He's back." An emotional tear ran down her cheek. After Adam regained his memories back, the next step was treatment. He was taken to a private room, where doctor Bryan and four other of the world's most powerful healers gathered together to heal his body. Few minutes before the treatment, Stacey walked in. "Lord Adam, she bowed slightly." Adam replied with a gesture. "Your ex in-laws caused you this. Grant me your permission to consign their souls to the depths of Hades. Let them rot in eternal darkness." She growled her eyes blazing with uncontained rage. She still couldn't forgive herself letting her master go through such humiliation. She was nothing before she met Adam, he taught her everything she knew, and made her who she was today. And still she had failed to protect him, to serve him right. Verbal threats to the Supreme General was already an offense punishable by death, not to mention harming him physically, the punishment would be unimaginable. She was going to burn down the entire Odia family. But Adam stopped her. "No, don't do anything Stacey, the Odias are mine. I will personally have my revenge, death is too easy for them." Adam's declaration was punctuated by a fierce clenching of his fist, his knuckles whitening as he strained against his own rage. The tension threatened to shatter his fingers, but he held on, channeling his fury. "I have more news," Stacey said, her voice barely a whisper, her head lowered as if weighed down by the weight of the world. The sadness etched on her face was a clear signal, and Adam's heart sank, a heavy dread settling in his chest. "My mother... she didn't make it, did she?" The words escaped his lips, heavy and hollow, as if he already knew the answer. Stacey shook her head slowly, the tears glistening in her eyes betraying the anguish she felt for him. In an instant, a dark fury ignited within Adam, an inferno of rage that transformed his demeanor. The air around him thickened, crackling with a palpable tension, as he stood tall, his presence radiating danger. "I'll destroy every bit of them," he vowed, his voice a low growl that echoed with the weight of his power. Each word was charged with a promise of vengeance, as the pain of loss twisted within him, fueling a relentless anger that demanded blood. "How long is the treatment going to take doctor Bryan?" Adam enquired. "I can't say for sure Supreme General, but it should take approximately 6 months. The nerves responsible for the mobility of your legs are destroyed, however you have a strong regenerative ability. And together with an ancient healing method and modern technology. We'll be able to figure something out. We will make you walk again." Doctor Bryan assured. "That's all I need to know. Get to work." **** Adam lay unconscious, his mind seething with rage. They thought him weak, helpless. But they were dead wrong. Doctor Bryan, renowned as Coastal Flair's greatest modern doctor, had been working tirelessly to save him. "The greatest Asian healer, African herbalist, European healer, and North America's master healer joined forces to create a formula that regenerates nerves," he had explained. "And it's working." With each passing day, week, and month, Adam's hunger for revenge grew. He was done being the weak Adam Forest, the Odia family's worthless son-in-law. He would rise anew as Adam Manchester, the God of War. Almond City had treated him like dirt, despite his innocence. But now, he would make them pay. The Odias who had destroyed his life, the police who had beaten him senseless, and the doctor who had stood by and watched his mother die – no one would be spared. Adam promised himself, he would come back for them all. They would feel his wrath. He would destroy Almond City, reduce it to rubble, and make its people suffer for what they had done to him. Soon, he would rise. And when he did... HE WOULD UNLEASH HELL UPON THE CITY. His Revenge AwaitsSix months later. Adam had fully recovered, today was the first day he stood by himself. His legs perfectly healed like they had never been damaged before. Stacey walked into his room. "Lord Adam, the car is ready." She announced. "I will take my shower now." He replied authoritatively and she left to make other arrangements. Today was no ordinary day, it was recorded as the biggest celebration in the world. The return of the Supreme General, all the Military personnel of the country, the Army, the Navy, the Air Force and the Special Force will all be present to welcome the return of the God of war. All high prestigious men and women will also be present including all government officials and also presidents from other countries like Russia, USA and China. Adam was a National treasure, his life was as important as the president of the country. His name alone trembled nations, he has single handedly taken down an entire enemy fleet. For his service the Government paid hundred bi
Immediately Mr. Lee saw Adam, he got up from his seat to approach him, he had always dreamt of meeting the Supreme General in person. "Mr. Manchester, I am Jinhoo Lee, the CEO of Bulgart Industry. It is an honor to finally meet you." "I'm already aware who you are Mr. Lee, as a matter of fact I will request a short meeting with you." Adam stated, hearing this Mr. Lee felt like it was a dream, did Mr. Manchester want to meet with him? "Of course, whenever you are ready, I will be too." He said excitedly. "Next week." Adam said with a smile. "Sure, I'll be free next week." They shook hands again. And then Adam left to his table with Stacey. "What do you have in mind this time, Lord Adam?" "Don't worry you'll find out soon." Adam smirked. Stacey rolled her eyes. President Ryan suddenly approached Adam. “Mr. Manchester, do you mind sharing a table with me? I have some honorable guests I would like to introduce you to.” “Sure.” Adam Joined the President with other most influentia
Mr. Lee introduced Adam to the board Members in a board meeting. He sat at the chairman's seat and addressed, "As you'll have heard, the rumors are true, Mr. Manchester indeed bought the industry yesterday, making him acquire all my shares. 99% of the company's shares now belong to Mr. Manchester." They all clapped, and immediately the door opened as Adam walked in. His presence commands respect and authority. After they were told it was Mr. Manchester, the Supreme General who bought the company, they were all eager to see him, not to mention working with him, it was the greatest privilege. Mr. Lee stood up from his seat, allowing Adam to sit, as the new Chairman of Bulgart Industry. "Thank you all for your trust in me. I'm glad to join you all, and as your new Chairman I ensure to move this industry to a greater height." Adam spoke and everyone clapped. "Furthermore I have a new project already for us to start right away." Adam announced and everyone was shocked. "Wow, so sudden
Although Drake had been making much effort to marry Racheal. But she kept turning him down, she only used him to kick Adam out of her life, he was only a stepping stone for her plans. After using him to achieve what she wanted she pushed him aside. "If you say so darling. So have you heard about the Bulgart Industry?" Monica asked, taking a sip from her drink. "Who hasn't? It's all over the news. Sadly it's beyond our reach." "What do you mean? Aren't you going to apply for a deal?" Racheal rubbed her temple softly, "Mother, Bulgart is the biggest industry in the world, what makes you think they'll look at our little company." "Well, anything is possible." Monica waved her hands. Just then Racheal's phone rang. It was Mr. Luther. "Hello Dad." "Have you heard the news dear?" Mr. Luther's voice was in haste. "What news?" "Bulgart Industry just launched in Almond City today, and Mr. White had already bagged a partnership with them as the company's Contract Manager." "What? Yo
"What condition?" "You have to agree to marry me. It's been six months already Racheal, you keep procrastinating our marriage. Don't you love me anymore?" Drake proposed. Racheal shook her head, if only Drake knew she was just manipulating him to get what she wanted, he's nothing but a stepping stone and nothing more. She never had feeling for Drake, he's always seen with multiple women, changing women like clothes, he's definitely not the kind of man she wanted for herself. If Drake wasn't from a wealthy family, no one would look at him twice. "Drake, of course I love you. But I'm not just ready for marriage now." Racheal decided to play her manipulative scheme. Drake wrapped his hands around her waist. "Come on babe, I've already helped you kick that asshole Adam out of your life. No more excuses." Drake smirked. Drake's gesture was bringing some attention to them, Racheal felt embarrassed and she moved a step away from him. "You're right, Drake. But I'm still not ready, sorry."
"Enough with the joke trash. What the hell are you doing here? Who let you in?" Drake asked bitterly. "I just told you, this is my company." Adam gestured. "You?" Drake pointed at his clothes, it was a rag compared to what Drake was wearing. Even if Adam looked good facially, his clothes were still shabby. How dare he brag about being the owner of Bulgart Industry? Drake went hot red, "How dare you make such claims, I will report you to the authorities for false claims. We all know this industry belongs to Mr. Manchester, you'll be sorry when he finds out you're impersonating him, he's a war General you trash!" "Go ahead then, I can't keep explaining this to you. And by the way, what are you two doing here?" Adam asked. Drake laughed, "is that supposed to be a joke? Of course we came to see Mr. White, my family was selected as one of the contractors. And I'm going to help my future wife, Racheal, bag a contract too." He then wrapped his hands around her waist again. Racheal
The crowd outside the gate was restless, their eyes glued to the scene unfolding inside, eager for more drama. "Isn’t that the Odias’ disgrace of a son-in-law?" "Yeah, I heard he went to prison for trying to assault his sister-in-law." "What’s that ex-convict doing here?" "Probably came to cause trouble. Those kinds never change." "Look at him standing there—he thinks he can do anything?" Adam could hear every word, each insult cutting into him like a razor. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked. The crowd’s sneers were nothing new, but the shame burned all the same. "Why are you here, Adam?" Racheal hissed, her eyes sharp and unforgiving. "What do you want from us?" Adam’s expression darkened. "I've already told you. this is my company." "You’ve got some nerve showing your face here after everything," Drake sneered, stepping forward. "If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave before things get ugly." Adam’s gaze flicked to Drake, unbothered by
Mr. White bowed with his head low on Adam's feet. Everyone was frozen, what the hell was going on? Was Mr. White high on whiskey? "What's wrong with you, Mr. White? He's an imposter!" Drake was disgusted by Mr. White's behavior. "Shut up you imbecile!" Mr. White shot a deadly glance at Drake. Racheal was dumbstruck, doesn't Mr. White knows that Adam was their trash son-in-law? How can he bow to him? What's going on? Mr. White remained on the ground with his head low, waiting for Adam's permission to get up. "Mr. White, is this how you treat your guests? By sending your friend's son to insult me in public? To the extent he even attacked me? You know the offense that comes with that don't you?" Adam's face darkened. Mr. White was trembling with fear, the offense for attacking the supreme General is death, he was praying for time to reverse back so he could stop Drake from coming to his company, he's ruined now. With just a fingertip, Mr. Manchester could destroy his entire lineage.
“I’ll take it then,” Reeves said, his expression lighting up with satisfaction. In fact, he looked almost gleeful as he turned to the staff and asked, “How do you feel after I’ve bought your dog for five million?”“Mr. Reeves, are you serious?” the staff member stammered, her eyes wide with disbelief.Reeves nodded confidently and wrote a check for five million dollars right away. When the staff took the check from his hand, she still seemed stunned, unable to process what was happening.Clement was so elated that he turned to Stacey and said, “Ms. Gold, can you do me a favor? Tell your hotel staff to have the dog killed and retrieve the pill from its stomach.”Stacey hesitated for a moment but then nodded. She quickly called two hotel employees over to take the pug away.It was only then that everyone in the room seemed to grasp what was going on. The initial fight between Clinton and Reeves over the dog hadn’t been about the animal at all. Instead, it was about the pill the pug had
Clinton looked utterly heartbroken, his shoulders sagging as disappointment swept over his face. Stacey, standing nearby, mirrored his dismay, her lips pressed into a thin line.“Ms. Gold, Mr. Clinton, Mr. Reeves—what are you doing?” Gerald asked, his confusion evident.Clinton sighed deeply, his expression darkening. Then, as if struck by a sudden realization, his eyes lit up with urgency. He turned toward the pug sitting innocently nearby and pointed at it. “Whose dog is this?”A staff member hesitantly stepped forward, her face pale with nervousness. “It’s mine, sir. I… I’m terribly sorry for bringing him here. It was unprofessional of me.”Stacey shot her a sharp look but quickly softened her tone. “Let this be the only time. Don’t let it happen again.”“Yes, Ms. Gold. Thank you!” The staff member bowed repeatedly in relief, but just as she began to leave with the pug, Clinton raised his voice.“Wait! Hold on!” he called out urgently.The staff froze mid-step, her heart racing. “Y
“Enough with the nonsense. You just got lucky with your guess. Don’t think you’re all that,” Henry said, rolling his eyes. Despite his dismissive tone, his fidgeting fingers betrayed his growing panic. David, sensing the tension, stepped forward with a scoff. “Even if Mr. Diamond’s painting is fake, it doesn’t change anything. He was deceived! He spent over ten million dollars on it—that’s worth far more than whatever trash you’re calling a gift.” Adam chuckled, his voice tinged with sarcasm. “Trash, you say? You’re calling the pill trash?” David snatched the small bottle from Adam’s hand, shaking it aggressively before pouring out a single black pill into his palm. “Look at this!” David held it up for everyone to see. “Who in their right mind would dare eat something like this? It’s nothing but a scam!” “Dad, look at this nonsense,” he added, handing the pill to Gerald. “Why should I waste my time looking at trash?” Gerald replied coldly, his face twisting in disgust as he
Stacey quickly understood Adam's intention and turned to an elderly man seated not far away. “Mr. Spark, you’re an expert in paintings. Could you help us authenticate this piece?”The room fell silent as all eyes turned to Charles Spark. Known as a renowned art expert, his opinion carried significant weight.One guest chimed in, “Mr. Charles Spark is a leading authority in the art world. If anyone can authenticate this painting, it’s him.”Another nodded in agreement. “But do we even need to go that far? Mr. Diamond wouldn’t dare gift a fake painting. He has a reputation to uphold!”“Exactly,” someone else added. “Ten million dollars is nothing to someone like him. Why would he risk his name over a counterfeit?”The murmurs of agreement spread through the room. Brian, however, felt a bead of sweat forming on his temple. His confidence wavered as he realized the scrutiny was about to intensify.Feigning nonchalance, Brian scoffed, “Authenticate it? That’s rich. But the painting has alr
Brian sneered with an air of superiority. “Well, brat, did you notice anything? Or are you just bluffing again?” Adam didn’t respond immediately. Instead, a playful smile danced across his lips as he picked up a glass of water from the table. He swirled the water in his mouth, as if savoring it, but he didn’t swallow. In a sudden, unexpected move, Adam sprayed the water directly onto the painting. “What are you doing?!” “How dare you?!” The room erupted in chaos. Wendy’s face turned beet red as she jumped to her feet, her finger shaking as she pointed at Adam. Brian was equally furious, his fists clenched tightly. Even Brenda, Gerald, and several other guests stared at Adam in disbelief. “You lunatic!” Wendy’s voice trembled with rage. “That painting is worth millions! How dare you destroy it? You must pay for this, or I swear you won’t leave here alive!” Tessa’s expression shifted from shock to anger as she shouted, “Adam, what are you doing? Are you out of your mind?” She gr
“Adam, I’m begging you. Please, just stop spreading these rumors.” Tessa’s voice trembled with a mix of frustration and disbelief, her gaze fixed on Adam with evident disappointment.She had always thought Adam had a tendency to boast, but this was different. This wasn’t mere exaggeration; it was crossing a line. Her chest tightened as the reality sank in—she was beginning to lose faith in him.Adam, however, remained calm. His sharp gaze locked onto Brian as he asked, “If you’re so confident it’s not a fake, would you allow me to inspect it?”Wendy, unable to hide her irritation, scoffed. “Inspect it? Do you even hear yourself? That painting is worth millions! How dare someone like you even think of inspecting it?”“Exactly!” Brenda chimed in, her arms crossed in disdain. “You have no right to touch something that valuable. If you so much as leave a smudge on it, you’ll be paying for it for the rest of your life!”Brian smirked arrogantly, adjusting his pristine designer watch as he
Gerald’s expression darkened further, his patience wearing thin. If it weren’t for Adam’s association with Stacey, he might have lashed out already. He clenched his fists, suppressing his growing annoyance.Meanwhile, Brian, oblivious to Gerald’s restraint, sneered disdainfully. “How shameless can you be? Offering this junk as a gift? It’s downright embarrassing.”“He’s absolutely right,” Wendy chimed in, her tone dripping with contempt. She rolled her eyes dramatically and added, “Just look at Mr. Diamond. His gift is worth millions, while yours is nothing but a worthless trinket.”Adam let out a quiet chuckle, his smirk widening. “I’ve been holding back, trying to ignore the two of you. But you’ve pushed me too far. Since you seem so eager, I have no choice but to expose the truth.”The sudden shift in his tone caught the room’s attention. Brian and Wendy exchanged uneasy glances but quickly masked their unease with indignation.“Expose us? You?” Wendy scoffed, crossing her arms. “W
“What? How dare you curse me?” Gerald’s voice thundered through the hall, his expression darkening with fury.“I’ve told you before—he’s nothing but an ungrateful wretch. Do you believe me now, Grandpa?” Brenda sneered, seizing the opportunity to pile on the insults.“How dare you curse Grandpa? Apologize to him immediately!” Richard roared, his face contorted with anger.“What are you waiting for?” Eleanor shouted at Adam, her voice trembling with rage. “Do you want to drag us all down with your reckless behavior? Apologize now!”Their frustration was palpable. Despite their disdain for Adam, he was still tied to their family through marriage. If Gerald's anger boiled over, it would spell disaster for everyone associated with him.“Adam, you’ve crossed the line this time! Apologize to Grandpa right away,” Tessa demanded, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment.The crowd, sensing the mounting tension, erupted into a chorus of condemnation.“What kind of son-in-law dares to curs
After all, Bulgart Industry was the leading company in the world. Compared to them, the Diamond family was insignificant. Moreover, the Supreme General’s terrifying underworld organizations was not something the Diamond family would dare to provoke.By now, most of the guests had arrived, and the banquet was about to begin. But before the festivities could commence, an important tradition took center stage—the gift-giving ceremony.Henry was the first to stand, holding an exquisite vase in his hands. He stepped forward confidently and addressed Gerald. “Grandpa, this antique vase cost me eight million dollars. I hope it brings you joy and prosperity on your birthday.”The crowd murmured in approval, nodding at the sight of the lavish gift. Gerald smiled warmly, clearly pleased with Henry’s gesture.“What a thoughtful gift,” someone whispered.Next, Brian rose with a proud smile, presenting a rolled-up painting carefully encased in protective wrapping. He handed it to Gerald with a sli