Within the confines of her study, Madame Emma fixed Ashley with a disdainful sneer, the atmosphere charged with tension. Shaking her head, Madame Emma questioned Ashley's unexpected presence with a biting edge, "What are you doing in my house?"Caught in the grip of unease, Ashley, facing her grandmother in person for the first time, swallowed hard. With a palpable hesitation, she ventured to address the matter at hand. "Um, it's about the unjust disownment.""Unjust disownment?" Madame Emma responded, a hint of amusement evident in her tone.In a bold assertion of her innocence, Ashley nodded resolutely. "Yes, I deem it unjust because I haven't committed any wrongdoing. I played no part in whatever transgression led to our disownment," Ashley ardently defended her position.Madame Emma, however, greeted Ashley's defense with a chuckle, her skepticism palpable. "And why should I believe what you've just said, huh? Give me a reason, Ashley," she demanded.A quivering breath escaped Ashl
As the Trillionaire Event Gala loomed on the horizon, Travis found himself with pressing matters to attend to. Journeying to Mainville City, he embarked on a crucial one-on-one meeting with Kevin from the E.A.G.L.E Squad, recognizing the pivotal importance of their collaboration.Choosing a renowned restaurant as their rendezvous point, Travis entered to find Kevin already seated, his countenance marred by a frown as he acknowledged Travis’s arrival and took a seat across from himThe waiter came and they only requested water.“I waited here for more than twenty minutes. I guess you were too busy to keep me waiting,” Kevin remarked in an irked tone, his impatience apparent.Travis responded and replied, “responded with a shrug, “You should understand, Mr. Miller, that I'm a rich boy. Being busy comes with the territory.”The retort elicited a scoff from Kevin, his irritation palpable. “And you think that I’m not busy too?” Suppressing his frustration, he leaned back in his chair and r
Leon greeted Travis with evident joy, "Travis, this is quite a pleasant surprise. I had no idea you were in town. It's truly delightful to see you again."Acknowledging the warm welcome, Travis reciprocated with a nod but swiftly delved into the heart of the matter, "There's something I've recently uncovered, and I need to know if it holds any truth."Leon, furrowing his brows in anticipation, sighed with a sense of understanding, "Certainly, Travis. You wouldn't have called me here without a purpose. What is it that you wish to know?" The atmosphere became charged with tension as Travis momentarily hesitated before unraveling the revelation."The existence of the Brave Citizen in Mom's death—I had no knowledge of it," Travis disclosed, his gaze penetrating with intensity.Leon, caught off guard by the unexpected turn of the conversation, murmured contemplatively, "Hmm," as he regarded Travis with a puzzled expression. "Well, it's understandable. Your fixation on the belief that someo
Travis swiftly made his way to the kindergarten, accompanied by an anxious companion. As they reached the location, Joanna, already outside the building, rushed towards Travis and enveloped him in a tearful embrace.Breaking away from the hug, Travis's concern deepened as he questioned, “What do you mean someone took Maya?”In a state of distress, Joanna explained, “The teacher said it was a guy who claimed we sent him to pick her up. I told her I didn’t!”Travis's stern gaze turned towards the teacher, who cowered under his scrutiny. Frustration and anger boiled within him as he interrogated, “How could you let her go like that, huh?! Have we ever sent someone else to pick up our daughter?!”The teacher, trembling like a leaf, faced Travis's furious reprimands. She hadn't anticipated such dire consequences when she made the mistake, clouded by her own heartbreak. Fearful of the repercussions, she stammered, struggling to offer an explanation.Pointing accusingly, Travis delivered a c
Nestled in the quiet outskirts of Grove City, an eerie and desolate factory loomed on the horizon, an undercover meeting ground for a group of menacing individuals.Inside, a motley crew of tough-looking men occupied the space, indulging in beer and snacks. Their attention was fixated on a lone figure, a captive girl securely bound to a chair. Tears stained her delicate face, revealing the heart-wrenching reality - the captive was none other than Maya.These men constituted a notorious gang of outlaws, led by the formidable Tiger, the same individual who had orchestrated the ominous call earlier.Approaching Tiger, a man with a pockmarked face voiced his concern, “Boss, do you think Joanna Bloom will actually cough up the money?”Tiger, his eyes narrowing with a sinister gleam, let out a low chuckle, “Who cares? Given the recent string of murders in Grove City, we’ll be hitting the road soon anyway. If she fails to pay, we’ll simply take her daughter along. Selling that pretty girl t
"Mr. Travis Danforth, if I may address you correctly, we have received a directive to offer our assistance and comply with any of your demands," Richard Wayne declared, maintaining a posture indicative of profound respect.Travis, grappling with the unexpected turn of events, mused, "I wasn't aware that Mr. Rowlings had command over the army. This is truly astonishing," his gaze still wandering in a sea of confusion."Rowlings? I am not familiar with anyone by that name, Mr. Danforth. A unit was discovered utilizing our equipment to aid you, and the General issued a mandate to ensure that those responsible for kidnapping your daughter face the consequences," explained Richard Wayne, shedding light on the unforeseen alliance.Puzzled, Travis questioned, "But why would your General take such an interest in my situation?""Regrettably, I'm not at liberty to disclose that information," Richard Wayne responded. Undeterred, he pressed on, "Your orders, Sir. We are here at your behest.”Trav
Meeting Joanna’s gaze, Travis disclosed, “He’s my father.”Joanna’s reaction was immediate; her mouth fell open in sheer astonishment. “Wait, what? I’m confused… how can he be your father, Travis? I thought you were orphaned,” she stammered, her words trailing off into a breath of confusion.Travis, still wearing a warm smile, explained, “We found each other, Joanna. He’s my biological father.” He took a moment to absorb her shocked expression, finding a sense of fulfillment in the shock evident on her face.Joanna, in a daze, blinked as Leon approached with a cheerful smile. “I’m delighted to see you're finally introducing me to your family,” he remarked.“Finally?” Joanna questioned, utterly dumbfounded and she questioned with bewilderment, “How long ago did you find your father, Travis?”Travis, maintaining his composure, responded, “Not too long ago.” He glanced at his father, silently acknowledging the complexities of their reunion, and added, “Reconnecting with a family that onc
In a matter of days, Golden Corporation swiftly took shape, and Joanna geared up for the imminent commencement of the demolition process for Myriad Village.Simultaneously, Mr. Rowlings conveyed a significant update to Travis. Over a phone call, he disclosed, “I received a call from my friend in the military, and he conveyed the unfortunate news that Flame had engaged in a bar brawl with some hooligans, resulting in his untimely demise.”“Huh?” Travis responded, his face etched with a frown. “He’s dead?”“Yes, Master Travis. His lifeless body was discovered in a dumpster, and the preliminary report suggests that his head bore the brunt of multiple blows, possibly from an iron pipe or a similar object, ultimately leading to his demise,” Mr. Rowlings shared.“So he was murdered, then?” Travis speculated, a pensive expression clouding his features. “It couldn’t be a random act or mere coincidence, right? A group of hooligans wouldn’t typically resort to murder unless they were directed t