CHAPTER 45

The Destroyer remained on his knees, head bowed, his pride shattered beyond repair. His men stood frozen, unsure whether to move or wait for a command that would never come.

The guests, once eager to witness Adam’s downfall, now stared in stunned silence. What they had expected to be a slaughter had turned into a humbling spectacle.

Robin whispered under his breath, as if afraid to be heard. “This... this wasn’t supposed to happen...”

Monica, still in shock, shook her head. “He was supposed to die…”

Adam dusted off his suit, his gaze sweeping over the room filled with elites who had been sneering at him earlier. His smirk deepened, and he set his wine glass down.

Adam’s voice was low, but it carried a dangerous weight. “Kneel.”

The guests stared at him, stunned.

Robin sneered. “You think you can make us kneel?”

Norman scowled. “This isn’t your house, you arrogant punk.”

Monica folded her arms. “You’re out of your mind if you think we’d kneel to you.”

Adam didn’t flinch. His eyes flick
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