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At that moment Jefferson’s arrogance wavered for the first time. Vincent’s finger rested lightly on the trigger, his expression dark. Without being told Jefferson could tell he wasn’t bluffing. “I’ll give you until the count of five,” the Mayor said, his tone carrying the weight of undeniable authority. Jefferson’s heart pounded. “One.” The sound of the security team behind him cocking their weapons sent a chill down his spine. “Two.” Then a bead of sweat rolled down Jefferson’s temple. This wasn’t supposed to happen. “Three.” His fingers twitched. At that moment Vincent’s expression didn’t change. “You do realize that holding a gun in front of the Mayor is a serious crime, don’t you?” “Four.” The look in Vincent’s eyes sent a surge of fear through Jefferson’s body. His father’s connections wouldn’t save him from a bullet right now. And Vincent wasn’t hesitating. “Five.” Immediately Jefferson’s entire body froze. His breathing was ragged, his fi
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Deborah nodded to herself, as if the more she spoke, the more convinced she became. “He couldn’t confront Jefferson directly, so he must have gone to the Mayor for help instead. That must be why he didn’t respond to my messages earlier.” Raymond scoffed. The sound was low, but in the quiet room, it was impossible to ignore. At that moment Dahlia and Deborah both turned sharply, their attention snapping to him. He stood near the side, his posture relaxed but his gaze cold, as if the entire conversation had been nothing more than a pointless joke. Immediately Dahlia blinked, momentarily thrown off. Raymond had remained silent for most of the conversation, and yet now—his presence felt overpowering. Deborah, however, frowned at his reaction. “What’s so funny?” she asked, her tone laced with irritation. Raymond smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. “You’re giving credit to the wrong person,” he said, his voice calm but cutting. Deborah’s brows furrowed deeper.
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Immediately Caleb’s face darkened slightly, but he quickly covered it with a chuckle. “Raymond, you should be thanking me too. If not for me, Jefferson would have shot you dead, and no one would bat an eye.” Deborah nodded firmly, glaring at Raymond. “Exactly! If Caleb hadn’t stepped in with the help of the mayor, you’d be nothing more than a corpse right now! And yet here you are, acting all high and mighty?” Dahlia turned to Raymond, her expression firm. “You should at least have the decency to say thank you.”At that moment Raymond let out a short, cold laugh.“Thank him?” His voice was unimpressed. “For what?”Dahlia’s eyes narrowed slightly. “For saving your life, Raymond.”Raymond met her gaze, completely unbothered. “He didn’t do anything.”The words immediately soured the air.Deborah’s jaw dropped in disgust. “Are you serious?!”Caleb put on a patient, understanding look, shaking his head as if Raymond was simply too ignorant to understand the favor he had received.Dah
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At that moment Raymond stopped beside her, his gaze flickering toward the street. He didn’t answer immediately.He had never been the type to explain himself—especially not about things that weren’t worth discussing.After a beat, he let out a low hum. “Why wouldn’t I be?”Then Malisa sighed, clearly not satisfied with the response.She knew better than to expect more from Raymond. He was always like this—distant, unfazed, impossible to read.At that moment Before she could say anything else, however, the air around them shifted.A sleek, black luxury car pulled up beside them, its polished surface reflecting the neon lights.At that moment the door opened smoothly, and from it stepped a man dressed in a tailored suit, his features sharp, his demeanor calculated.Waylon.Son of one of the most powerful families in the city. A man who was always smiling, always polite—but never trustworthy.And, most importantly—a man who had been persistently pursuing Malisa.His deep, dark gaze swept
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His men exchanged glances but nodded immediately.Waylon’s fists clenched. Raymond…Who the hell was he?He couldn't be the nobody had ruined his carefully laid-out plans in a single night.And worst of all? Malisa had walked away with him without a second thought.Waylon’s eyes burned with cold fury.He wasn’t about to let that stand.Before he could dwell on it further, another one of his men stepped forward hesitantly. “Sir,” he began carefully, “there’s… another problem.”Immediately Waylon’s gaze snapped to him. “Speak.”The man hesitated. “It’s about the person who cursed Malisa’s grandfather.”Waylon’s expression darkened further.“Bring him in,” he commanded.Within moments, a frail-looking man was dragged into Waylon VIP room, his face pale, his body trembling as he was forced onto his knees.Waylon’s eyes narrowed.“You failed,” he said coldly.Immediately the man flinched but quickly shook his head. “N-No, sir! The curse I cast was powerful—even my master wouldn’t have
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Then, John spoke up again, his tone triumphant.“Father, we don’t need to take risks.”“Dr. Damien will soon be here.”At that moment Vincent’s expression shifted slightly hearing Dr.Damien's name.Dr. Damien—one of the top ten doctors in the country.He was a man of solid credentials, decades of experience, and an impeccable reputation that had earned him trust among the nation’s elite.Compared to Raymond, a complete unknown, Dr. Damien was the obvious choice.Raymond stood calmly, his posture unbothered, while John, Vincent’s son, leaned back against a nearby chair, his arms crossed, his expression filled with mockery.“You expect us to believe that you—some random nobody—have medical skills that surpass some of the best doctors in the country?” John scoffed, shaking his head. “This is a joke.”Beside him, Vincent’s wife, an elegant woman in her fifties, sat with her hands delicately folded on her lap. Her gaze toward Raymond was completely indifferent, her disbelief evident.“This
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The weight of Dr. Damien’s words sank heavily into the room.At that moment Vincent felt his chest tighten, his thoughts spinning as he replayed the scene from earlier.A healer capable of performing such an advanced acupuncture technique, someone who had already saved Malisa’s grandfather, someone who had been standing in this very house just moments ago—Immediately his eyes widened.It was Raymond.At that moment Vincent turned slowly, his face dark with anger.His gaze landed on his son first.John, who had been so smug earlier, looked visibly shaken, his confidence crumbling under the realization of what they had done.“John,” Vincent’s voice was low, controlled—but dangerous. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”Then Vincent swallowed, but before he could answer—“You mocked him,” Vincent continued, his voice sharp like a blade. “You ran your mouth and laughed at the one man who could have saved your grandmother.”John flinched. “I—”“Enough!”At that moment Vincent’s wife s
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Vincent exhaled in relief.Even Malisa, who had been quietly watching the exchange, let out a small, knowing smile. Back in the room, the tension that had once filled the air had now shifted into something entirely different—anticipation. Dr. Damien, who had always been regarded as one of the top ten doctors in the country, found himself experiencing something he hadn’t in years—excitement. At that moment His sharp eyes studied Raymond as he prepared to begin the treatment, his curiosity piqued beyond measure. He had spent decades in the medical field, treating countless elite figures, but the recent news of a mysterious healer using an ancient acupuncture technique had already begun making waves in the medical community. And now, to learn that the man behind it was Raymond—a man so young, whom he would had initially doubted—was almost unbelievable. Dr. Damien stepped forward, adjusting his glasses. “Young Doctor, if I may,” he said, his tone respectful, “I would like to
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Some people leaned forward in anticipation. Others frowned in disbelief.But one thing was clear: something about Raymond’s plain wooden box had stirred the attention of the banquet’s most knowledgeable man.And now… everyone wanted to know if it was fake or real.At that moment Waylon folded his arms, a confident grin forming on his face as Maxwell stood close to the chairman with focused steps. Though Maxwell’s interest puzzled many, Waylon remained convinced—there was no way Raymond's pill could outshine his. Even if it was real, how could it possibly compare to a gift from a second-level alchemist? So instead of stopping Maxwell, Waylon turned toward Raymond and sneered. “Well then, Raymond,” he said, loud enough for everyone to hear, “do you even dare to let Mr. Maxwell inspect it? Or are you just hoping no one looks too closely at your little trinket?” More laughter rippled through the hall. “Probably bought it from some back alley.” “He doesn’t look nervous at all… maybe
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Raymond stood quietly near the center of the hall, his presence calm, his posture straight, yet utterly unbothered by the awe swirling around Waylon’s pill. While guests gasped and praised the rarity of a second-level alchemist’s work, Raymond’s eyes drifted lazily toward the pill inside the jade box. With just one glance, that was all he needed. From the texture, the glow, and the faint medicinal scent in the air, he immediately saw through it—it was indeed made by a second-level alchemist, but the refining process lacked purity. The spiritual energy was unstable, the balance flawed. It would barely extend a life by two or three years at best, and if taken carelessly, might even cause internal disruption to someone with delicate meridians. It was flashy, but hollow, Raymond showed no admiration. No awe. Not even a raised brow. He simply stood in silence, hands behind his back. And that silence… was noticed. Waylon, still basking in the praise, caught the lack of expression fro
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Upon noticing the shift in the room Several guests turned at once. “Isn’t that Young Master Waylon from the Lancaster family?” “He looks... unusually proud today.” “What’s he planning?” However Waylon didn’t disappoint, and seeing all eyes on him, made his shoulder raise even more. This was what he wanted in the first place, attention, full attention, and he was getting it. With his head and shoulders raised even higher like a peacock He marched straight toward the stage where Malisa’s grandfather stood and, with a theatrical bow, extended a jade box in both hands, his voice intentionally loud enough for everyone to hear. “This year, I’ve prepared a very special gift for the chairman,” Waylon declared, full of flourish. “A gift I know no one in this room would even come close to beating.” At that moment he allowed his words to hit everyone before he continued. “A pill personally crafted by a second-level alchemist.” Upon hearing what Waylon just said Gasps er
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The grand banquet hall buzzed with quiet conversations and elegant laughter as Raymond followed Malisa further inside. The soft hum of string instruments drifted from a raised platform near the stage, and the scent of fine cuisine lingered in the air. Then came a sudden voice, full of excitement. “Brother Raymond!” Immediately a man rushed over in a finely tailored navy-blue suit—young, well-groomed, and practically glowing with energy. It was Malisa’s cousin, the one Raymond had told what he needed to do to treat his fertility problems. “Brother Raymond, you’re amazing!” he blurted out, his eyes shining. “That prescription you gave me—it worked! I mean, it really worked!” He leaned in a little closer and lowered his voice conspiratorially. “Not only did it fix the problem, but I feel stronger than I ever did before. Like… really powerful,” he added, raising his brows as if trying not to say too much in front of his female relatives. Hearing what he just said Raymond blinked on
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The banquet venue was grand—luxurious without being told one could tell how much was put into it, decorated with understated gold and ivory, adorned with fresh lilies and warm ambient lighting. Outside the entrance, rows of high-end cars lined the driveway, while suited guards and black-tie guests moved about in quiet elegance.This wasn’t just a birthday banquet.It was a gathering of power, elite in the city.The guest list was a tapestry of the city's upper echelon: medical elites, representatives of major families, investment magnates, and several senior members of the Medical Association. All had come to celebrate the birthday of Chairman Nathaniel, the president of the city’s medical association—Malisa’s grandfather.Whispers passed between clusters of guests as the hall bustled.“Did you see the Westbrook delegation just arrived? And that’s Dr. Herman from the National Research Council…”Everyone knew the banquet was more than just a birthday—it was a display of power and conn
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Waylon’s hatred for Raymond deepened like a wound left to rot.As he paced the floor of his private study, his eyes bloodshot, fists clenched at his sides, he couldn’t suppress the fury building inside him.‘Raymond’He couldn't believe that damn man had appeared at just the right time to ruin everything. Again.“First, he’d taken the spotlight in healing Malisa's grandfather, Then, he had miraculously stopped Malisa from talking to him before. Now… now, he’d interfered with a plan that I had spent days carefully crafting—a plan meant to make Malisa mine, whether she wanted it or not.”Immediately Waylon slammed his fist into the oak table, cracking the polished surface.“Raymond…” he growled through gritted teeth. “I don’t care who you are, or what you can do—sooner or later, I’ll find a way to eliminate you.”But even in his seething rage, Waylon wasn’t done with Malisa.His obsession in using her to get her family wealth ran too deep.“I’ll still marry her, and get what I want no
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Then Raymond pulled out a handkerchief and gently wiped the remaining sweat from her forehead.“I suspect the same person responsible for poisoning your grandfather… also drugged you tonight.”Malisa looked at him, her expression tightening with focus.Raymond continued, his tone clipped but clear, like he was putting pieces together out loud.“The symptoms you displayed—the rapid pulse, flushed skin, mental disorientation—were almost identical to what I observed in your grandfather, only more concentrated and faster-acting. His poisoning was slow and hidden over time, meant to weaken him gradually. Yours was abrupt, meant to take effect within minutes. But the toxin base was the same. The way it attacked the internal balance… the method of disruption... it all followed the same structure.”He narrowed his eyes slightly.“Whoever created the original poison likely just modified it. This wasn’t random—it was personal. And well-prepared.”Upon hearing what Raymond just said Malisa’s eye
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After leaving the store, Raymond and Malisa entered the car. The doors closed with a soft click, shutting out the outside world, and the convoy of luxury vehicles rolled into motion.At that moment the cabin was quiet—only the soft hum of the engine and the faint breath of air-conditioning. Malisa sat beside Raymond, composed as ever… At first, but not long after, her breathing began to shift.It started as a slight twitch in her fingers—then her shoulders shifted, and her back subtly arched.Then she started fanning herself gently with her hand, even though the air inside the car was cool.Raymond turned to her.“You alright?” he asked, his tone low.However Malisa didn’t answer. Her lips were slightly parted now, her breaths shallow.At that moment a light sheen of sweat glistened at the base of her neck. Her chest rose and fell rapidly beneath her fitted silk blouse.Then she turned her face toward him, and Raymond immediately noticed—her eyes had gone hazy, unfocused, as if her bo
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Outside Celestium Vault, the arrival of over a dozen luxury vehicles had drawn a growing crowd of onlookers. Curious pedestrians paused, phones raised, recording the fleet of black cars lined up in perfect formation. The black-suited bodyguards, the commanding woman who entered with an air of untouchable authority, and finally, the mysterious man who emerged shortly after, casually stepping into one of the lead vehicles under the respectful escort of the guards—it was the kind of scene usually reserved for royalty or billionaires.One onlooker captured the entire moment, zooming in as Raymond entered the car. Though his face wasn’t visible, the way he carried himself—calm, powerful, indifferent to all the attention—was unforgettable.The video went viral within hours of posting it.“Who is this man?”“Look at those cars! That’s not money—that’s status.”“He’s definitely someone from the upper circle... maybe even more.”“Does anyone recognize him? He doesn’t look like any of the known
