2024-09-05 17:45:10"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 was feeling uncomfortable but she had to endure as long as it'll push Adam away. "Future wife? So it means you two aren't even married yet?" Adam scoffed. He couldn't believe he went through so much drama because of Drake and he couldn't even marry Racheal. "What do you mean asshole? We're going to get married!" Drake flared in anger. "You're so stupid Drake. Isn't it obvious that Racheal is just using you? I doubt she truly loves you." Adam taunted. They weren't far from the gate, so everyone outside could hear their conversation. Racheal felt embarrassed when all eyes were shot at her, she wouldn't want anyone to think she indeed used Drake, during her birthday party, rumors had already spread that she was dating Drake and she wanted it to remain that way, until she achieved what she wanted completely. "Don't listen to him, Drake, you know he's a liar." "I believe you babe. I know you love me." Drake quickly shrugged the thought of Racheal using him off his head. "After all your efforts to kick me out of your life, how's that working out for you. You went as far as sending me to prison. I expect you to be married to Drake by now, I mean isn't he the reason we got divorced in the first place?" Adam continued to fuel the conversation with pressure. Racheal felt attacked, Adam was speaking facts, she only used Drake to kick him out, she doesn't really love Drake. "Poor Drake, I'm sure you haven't even kissed my ex wife." "Shut up you trash! Or I'll send you back to where you came from!" Drake was vibrating in rage, he was going to tear Adam apart, but again Adam was speaking facts. He hasn't even kissed Racheal, she kept turning him down after she divorced Adam. "You talk a lot for a man, Drake. you're pathetic!"
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The Next NightIt was 11:30 PM when the intel finally came through.Inside the Silver Squad’s secure briefing room, the air was heavy. Dim lights cast shadows across sharp faces. The hum of a holographic map pulsed softly in the center of the table, blue light washing over them.The squad was locked in, their expressions tight, jaws clenched. No one cracked a smile here. Not tonight.Adam stood at the head, arms crossed, watching, listening. His sharp grey eyes never missed a detail.Ivy, the team’s strategist, leaned over the table, fingers tapping against the map. “We’ve got movement,” she began, her voice steady but low, the tension riding under her words. “Matches Cross Blood activity. Remote site. Thirty miles out — old industrial zone, tucked in the forest. Energy readings are off the charts. Heavy electronic jamming, just like the last one.”Mira’s eyes narrowed. “Presidential intel backs this up?”Ivy gave a short nod. “Confirmed. Surveillance drones caught enough. It’s anothe
Chapter 281
The presidential banquet was already in full swing by the time Adam and Mira entered the grand hall.The room was nothing short of extravagant. The crystal chandeliers sparkled overhead, casting a soft golden glow across the polished marble floors. A live orchestra played softly in the background, and servers in crisp uniforms moved elegantly through the crowd, offering glasses of wine and hors d'oeuvres.Only the country’s top elites were present.Military generals, powerful politicians, corporate moguls, and foreign diplomats filled the room. Their tailored suits and glittering jewelry were a silent display of wealth and influence. Conversations buzzed around the hall, most of them carefully measured and polite.However, the moment Adam walked in beside Mira, the atmosphere shifted subtly.Many of the guests paused mid-sentence, their eyes drifting toward him. Some looked curious, a few frowned in confusion, while others quickly whispered among themselves.Unlike the others, Adam’s
Chapter 280
The rain hadn’t stopped, but neither had the engines.Ray City, Presidential District. The convoy cut through the night, blacked-out SUVs trailing behind as they approached the heart of national power.President Ryan Crowne stood by the window of the presidential suite, watching the armored vehicles roll in. His reflection stared back—gray at the temples, eyes sharp from years navigating war, politics, and survival.But tonight, there was no hiding the relief on his face.The door opened. His daughter, pale but alive, was wheeled in—her weak eyes locking onto her father’s.Ryan crossed the room in seconds, kneeling beside her. “You’re safe,” he whispered, voice thick. “You’re safe because of him.”Behind them, Adam stepped in.Combat boots. Plain dark clothes. His expression unreadable, his presence undeniable—for those with the sense to feel it.President Ryan straightened, extending a hand. “You’ve done more than I can repay, General.”Adam shook his hands with a nod. "It's my duty,
Chapter 279
Across the black waters of Ray City Bay, buried beneath the earth like a sleeping beast, alarms screamed.Cross Blood Headquarters.Steel walls reinforced with cultivation-grade alloys. Surveillance grids pulsing. Soldiers everywhere—armed, armored, eyes hard behind their masks.But none of them were the true threat.No—the real monsters stirred below.In a darkened war room, lit only by flickering holo-screens, General Voren stood like a shadow made flesh. His black armor gleamed with crimson sigils—the mark of one of the Seven Heads of Cross Blood.Footage looped across the largest screen.One man. No weapons. Only his fists.Tearing through Cross Blood soldiers like they were nothing but glass in a storm.Voren’s eyes narrowed, molten red pupils glowing brighter with every frame.The officer beside him was pale. Voice trembling. “He… he wiped out the entire convoy. Neutralized two strike teams. Intercepted the transport… rescued the girl.”Voren didn’t blink.Another officer whispe
Chapter 278
Adam had already set the silver squad at their Target location.His eyes locked onto the convoy below—a fleet of matte-black transport trucks rolling down the abandoned industrial highway, escorted by armed guards in reinforced armor.“Project Phantom,” Adam muttered, perched atop a crumbling radio tower.Through the scope of his rifle, he could see them. Dozens of soldiers. No insignias, no faces—just masks and modified gear.Cross Blood's elite.Behind him, a faint voice crackled through his earpiece.“Visual confirmed. Squad in position.”It was Ivy. Cold. Sharp. Reliable.Adam didn’t flinch. His voice stayed steady. “We take the transport at sector seven. No witnesses. Get ready.”A low hum filled the air as Mira’s voice came next, buried in static. “EMP is ready. Say the word.”Below, the lead truck carried something dangerous.Adam’s intel was clear—the prototype wasn’t human.Modified. Engineered. Enhanced.But what chilled him most wasn’t what was inside…It was the faint memo
Chapter 277
A storm brewed over the dark skyline of Ray City. Neon lights flickered across the glass towers as rain hit the streets like scattered bullets.Inside the Presidential Safehouse—a private fortress deep beneath the city—five figures sat in silence around a metal table. The air was sharp with tension, thick with unspoken fears.At the head of the table, President Ryan’s face looked drained. His silver hair stuck to his temples, and deep lines creased his forehead. On the screen behind him flickered an image that had brought the nation to its knees:The President’s daughter, tied to a chair. Bruised. Pale. A Cross Blood insignia burned into her collarbone.The room’s only door opened with a hiss.Bootsteps echoed.Everyone turned.A man stepped inside—broad shoulders, sharp eyes, dressed in a black combat jacket with no insignia.it was Adam.The Supreme General himself, ghost of the battlefield. The president have been awaiting his visit for weeks after he heard he was in the city.Now,
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