" This is to compensate for the five hundred million dollars worth good and to pay for the damages done." Jasper concluded what was on the file and closed it up. He lifted his head casually, taking off his glasses and cleaning them before putting it back on. The information turned out to be a bombshell news, which ruined the faces of the people listening to it. The tension in the air rose up intensely! " What?!" Standing up from her seat immediately hearing what Jasper said, Emily's face scrunched up, and her mouth twisted! " Excuse me? What was that?!" " What was what?" Jasper looked down at Emily impolitely. Emily grounded her jaw, unsatisfied with James audacious attitude. She retorted, " Don't act like you don't know what you just said. What do you mean the Thompson company stole 500 million dollars worth good?! How? When?" Jasper threw a scoff at Emily's words, " What you should rather focus on is how to save the company. You should be glad the Song corporation a
The smell of disinfectant reeked across the sterile room that was illuminated by the florescent lights humming above like a constant heartbeat. Inside the room, laid a familiar man on the single bed, with his hands raised hung up above his torso.He was none other than Victor.Evidently, he was still in the hospital, recovering from his palms that were broken by James. He had regained his consciousness, but the thought of his palms been disabled, made his face to hardened. He - a whole heir to the Tarlose immense wealth, would be disabled for life? How could he sink in such sudden transformation?! It was barely unacceptable to him!There was no hint of regret on his face, only resentment and rage, fueled by James' ruthlessness towards him! " James Donovan! This is all your fault!" He gritted his teeth slowly, as possible, seething in anger, and red lines started appearing on his face. " I won't let you go for this!" Just then, the door to the ward swung opened, reveali
The cigar dangled out of Code Red's mouth, as he gracefully reminded Zhao. Wei Zhao flared his nostrils loudly, lowering his eyes with a terrifying light! " Burn?" He repeated and slammed the glass of wine in his hand on the small table beside him! " I will be the one to burn him instead!" His words hung heavily in the air, filled with malice! " Tell me how you will acquire the votes I need to be the sect leader?" He demanded in an impatient tone. " Only being stronger and powerful can I bring down this slum who has pose a threat to me and stepped on my face!" Code Red hooked his lips mischievously, removing the cigar from his mouth." Relax." He grinned and said in a firm tone," I already brought code gold and green." As soon as he was done speaking, approaching footsteps could be perceived, and multiple shadows emerged from the entrance of the office. Two figures, their heads covered with rough sacks, were dragged, struggling into the cold dimly lit roomThe shadows that
James sat across from Emily at the upscale restaurant, silently sipping his glass of iced tea. The soft hum of conversation and clinking glasses filled the air.He had brought Emily to the restaurant to have her breakfast, after they left the office, since she skipped it. And now, they were silently facing each other - again. Emily's brow furrowed, curiosity latching on her face. "James, how are you going to help me as you promised?"James's expression was natural. " I will do everything in my power, Emily. You don't really have to worry but place your trust in me. Just like I saved our daughter, I will do the same." He gave a reply, that was quite unsatisfactory to Emily, making her eyes to roll. "No, just tell me the truth, James. " Emily asked, her voice laced with skepticism. " The Song corporation is a powerful opponent, there's no way the Thompson company can defeat them." Her heart plunged in turmoil again, thinking of their thin chances, and her expression dulled. It
Sounds of hurried footsteps occupied the reception room, as Emily's delicate but anxious face revealed. Frustration overtook her face, fading the anxious one, knowing the current issue about her twisted ankle, was retraining her movement. She groaned, struggling to increase her pace, but her movement remained the same. Dropping down her shoulders, she ambled towards her aimed place, where her father was. " Mum, what happened to dad?" Stepping into the ward slowly, her previous anxious look blending with concern, etched on her face, the moment she was in. " How did he had an heart attack?" She inquired in a curious tone, dragging her feet in approach towards the man lying on the single bed. Steven's eyes were shut, his breathing stable, and the sound of beeping machine demonstrated he was still alive. Juliet, who stood beside Steven, raised her head at her daughter who just stepped in. Her face was flushed, with tears lurking around the corner of her eyes, betraying her compos
James sat in President Richard's study, staring at the latter with a collected expression . "Zhao's declaration has shaken everything," Richard uttered, his voice laced with worry. He was still unstable from what his encounter earlier with Wei Zhao, his face tensing. "He has gained too much power, General. The only way he can be stopped before more damage would done, is for you to reveal your true identity - as the god of war."The expression on James' face was undescribable, hearing this. He squinted his eyes calmly. " Tell me more about the sect." Ignoring president Richard's statement, he instead demanded. President Richard sighed unwillingly.How could he forget no one can force the king of the west, to reverse his decision?He answered, rubbing his chin. " The sect is called the Lords' world. It was created a decade ago, when some important personalities felt the need to have a space of their own. This was not only to form more social capital and network but to control the
That fateful evening, a strange news about James being a user, and a penniless son in law who has caused nothing but misfortune to his wife's family dominated the media outletsA voice recording was aired, which served as evidence to the claim surfing: " He's using you, using us for his own gain. He's the reason your father is in the hospital, why our company is collapsing!""You are nothing but a disaster waiting to happen." " You are a curse to our family and you will pay for this!"A particular voice dripping with more so much anger, accused James loudly. "The media outlets erupted with an unfavourable scandalous headlines: "James Donovan, The Penniless Son-in-Law, who ruined the Thompson Family." The news spread like wildfire, sparking outrage, and hot discussion among the netizens." I can't believe there are still shameless men like this in the city!" " Honestly, this James Donovan is just a waste to the land and air! He is totally worthless and invaluable. "i bet
James's voice was deadly low and urgent as he called Kael. "Pick us up. We need to get to the secret house now."Kael's prompt response reassured James. "Yes, my lord. May I ask what happened?"He could sense the urgency and deadly intent from James' voice. "The car exploded," James replied, his tone grim.Kael was silenced for some seconds. " Zhao is really unrelenting!" ...Within few minutes, Kael got to where James and Kael were..James and Emily thanked the kiosk man sincerely before they took their leave. However, James instructed Kael with his eyes to reward the kiosk owner. After the two got into the car, Kael approached the kiosk man and sent him one million dollars, which was nothing compared to the abundant wealth belonging to the god of war. The kiosk man trembled all over, not anticipating this. He collapsed on the ground excitedly and screamed with joy bursting out from his face!" This is much!" He cried out, his eyes bulging at the amount he was seeing on hi
The deafening roar of gunfire rang through the hallways, and James’s heart hammered in his chest.He had only one focus now—Sarah.She was just a few feet away, her terrified eyes scanning the chaos as she crouched behind a steel column.James’s gaze locked onto hers, and for a moment, the madness of the battle around them seemed to vanish. His daughter was alive. She was here.“Sarah!” James shouted, pushing through the smoke and debris. His voice was a lifeline in the chaos.She turned at the sound of his voice, her face a mixture of relief and fear. “Dad!” she cried, rushing toward him.But before she could take another step, a round of bullets slammed into the wall beside her, sending fragments flying.James reacted instinctively, throwing himself in front of her.The sting of a bullet grazing his shoulder barely registered as he shielded her with his own body.“Stay down!” he barked, pushing her into the nearest corner.The firefight around them intensified as Zhao’s men converg
The penthouse was eerily quiet, the luxurious decor only amplifying the tension in the room.Zhao sat casually on a velvet armchair, a glass of wine in hand, his cold eyes locked on James.The city skyline shimmered outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, a stark contrast to the storm raging inside James.Sarah sat in a chair beside Zhao, her hands bound with rope.Though her face was pale, there was a glimmer of defiance in her eyes.She was alive.And that was all that mattered.James’s breath hitched in his chest.He stepped forward, his fists clenched, every muscle in his body taut with the need to act.His gaze never left Sarah as he approached, his voice low but firm.“Let her go, Zhao.”Zhao’s lips curled into a smile, his eyes glinting with malice.“You really think you can change anything? You’ve been running in circles, James. You’re too late. This is where it ends for you.”He waved a hand dismissively, as though James’s life was nothing more than an inconvenient distraction.
As they made their way up, the sense of anticipation intensified. Zhao was watching.He had to be. And with every passing moment, James’s grip on his emotions tightened.He couldn’t afford to let fear or rage take over.He had to remain in control. For Sarah.he next few floors passed without incident. James and Kael moved through them with precision, clearing out guards and disabling security systems.But with each floor, the feeling of something being off grew stronger.Then, they reached the final floor—the penthouse.The elevator doors opened, revealing a long hallway, lined with sleek marble floors and high-end decor.The atmosphere felt like a sick joke. On the one hand, it was the epitome of power.But James knew it for what it really was—Zhao’s throne room, a place where he could watch the world burn.And there, at the end of the hallway, the double doors to the penthouse swung open.Zhao’s silhouette was unmistakable, standing by a large window, looking out over the city.Jam
James stood outside the towering skyscraper, the weight of the decision pressing down on him.The city stretched endlessly before him, its lights flickering like distant stars.But in his mind, there was only one thing—the promise Zhao made.Sarah. His daughter. The one person he couldn’t lose.“I’m going in,” James muttered, his voice steady despite the storm raging inside him.Kael, standing beside him, placed a hand on his shoulder. “You know the risks, right? Zhao will have this place locked down tighter than Fort Knox. We’ll stick together.”James nodded, but the fire in his eyes burned with a singular focus. “This ends tonight.”With a deep breath, they approached the entrance, and James’s heart pounded in his chest.The glass doors slid open with a hiss, and the world beyond was a cold, sterile representation of the power Zhao had amassed.Inside, the atmosphere felt oppressive. Bright lights. Silent guards.Everything in its place, as if Zhao was daring James to make the wrong
The silence of the night was thick, broken only by the soft crunch of gravel beneath their boots.James and Kael moved stealthily, each step calculated, the weight of their mission pressing down on them."You sure this is the place?" Kael whispered, his voice barely audible in the dark.James nodded, his eyes scanning the shadowed factory in front of them."It’s the right one. Winter confirmed the coordinates. Sarah’s in there, Kael. I can feel it."They crouched low, slipping past the initial security checkpoint, careful to avoid any detection.The factory’s towering walls loomed like a prison, and every creak of metal made the hairs on James’s neck stand up.He knew they were walking straight into a trap, but there was no turning back now.As they advanced deeper into the factory, the air grew thick with the scent of oil and rust.James held up his hand, signaling Kael to stop.They crouched by a corner, peering around it.A series of motion sensors lined the hallway ahead.Kael whi
The dimly lit room hummed with tension. James stood, arms crossed, watching the mercenary tied to the chair.The man’s face was bruised, his lip swollen from the brief but intense altercation.His eyes darted around, fear evident in every flicker, but he remained silent. James’s expression was cold, unreadable."Talk," James’s voice was low, his gaze unwavering."Where is she?"The mercenary swallowed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.He had been trained not to break, but under James’s cold stare, his resolve faltered."You... you don’t understand," the man muttered, his voice shaking."It’s a trap. They’re waiting for you."James leaned in, his tone sharpening."Where is Sarah?"The mercenary’s eyes darted nervously to the door."An abandoned factory. On the mainland. They’ve fortified it, rigged it with traps... designed for you. You’re walking into a kill zone if you go after her."Winter, standing by the door, clenched her fists, her concern written all over her face."Jame
The command center was chaos. Sparks flew from damaged equipment as James and Kael made their stand, the sound of gunfire and shouts filling the air. LaFarge’s soldiers were closing in, their footsteps heavy and determined.“This is it,” Kael muttered, his breath coming in sharp bursts. He glanced at James. “We need to move, now.”James gritted his teeth, his gaze sharp as he scanned the room for a way out. "I’m not leaving without finishing this."Kael nodded, his eyes darkening with resolve. “Then let’s make sure they regret ever crossing us.”The door to the command center shook violently, the soldiers outside battering it relentlessly. James swiftly grabbed a nearby metal pipe, wielding it like a club. He threw a quick glance at Kael, his lips curling into a tight smirk. "Ready?"Kael’s eyes gleamed. "After you."They barely had time to brace themselves as the door exploded inward. LaFarge stood in the doorway, a sinister grin on his face. “James. Kael. You’re both still alive—bar
The boat slid to a stop just shy of the island’s rocky shore. The team disembarked silently, their movements rehearsed and deliberate. The sound of waves crashing against the rocks masked their approach as they moved toward the tree line.Kael crouched, scanning the area with his night-vision goggles. "Southeast perimeter’s clear for now. Guards are rotating.""Good," James said, signaling for the team to move forward.Winter stayed close behind him, her eyes darting to every shadow. "Remember, we’ve got a window of twenty minutes before the next patrol. After that, we’re exposed.""Then let’s not waste time," James said, leading the way.As they reached the fence, Kael pulled out a set of tools, working quickly to disable the security system."Give me thirty seconds," Kael muttered."Make it twenty," James said, keeping his eyes on the surrounding jungle.Kael smirked. "You’re a tough boss."The fence gave way, and the team slipped through, their movements ghost-like in the darkness.
"Are you sure about this, Winter?" Kael asked, leaning over the spread of maps and satellite images on the table. His voice carried a rare note of hesitation. "This isn’t just a training camp—it’s a fortress."Winter’s eyes flicked up, her expression unwavering. "I traced the signal Benjamin mentioned. Zhao’s mercenaries are trained here, Kael. This isn’t just a stronghold; it’s the backbone of his operations."James stood at the edge of the room, his arms crossed, watching the exchange in silence.Kael exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. "And you’re certain Sarah’s not there?"Winter hesitated. "The intel doesn’t indicate that she is. But if we dismantle this, we cripple Zhao. His empire starts to collapse.""Not fast enough," James said, stepping forward. His voice was calm, but the tension in his posture betrayed him. "This isn’t just about destroying Zhao’s resources. It’s about sending him a message—he doesn’t get to win."Kael glanced at James, his lips pressing in