The first guard growled with hostility, and within a flash, he swung his hardened fists forward!!James remained rooted at his spot. When the fists were about to make an encounter with him, he shifted his weight forward, ready to strike back. In a swift motion, he raised his hands, countering the guard's fists. This stunned the first guard all of a sudden, blinking repeatedly as he watched James grasp both of his hands, holding them in place. Before he could react further, James had released the guard’s hands from his grip, pushing him a few steps away. With a huge slam of his hands together, the terrible force generated from the clap was enough to throw the guard off balance, sending him rolling twice on the ground!The pressure the guard felt made his head spin, and his mind started buzzing with different scenarios until his head smashed against the pavement, after rolling twice. Crack!The sound of a bone cracking could be heard, accompanied by a piercing shriek from th
Without warning, Kael lashed out his hands, delivering a series of nonstop slaps to Marcus' cheeks!! Pah!!!!!!!Immediately, Marcus' cheeks swelled up visibly, turning red. The pain numbed his face, making him unable to say anything. Once James gestured for Kael to round up the punishment, the latter stopped the slaps, stepping back from Marcus. The series of harsh slaps made Marcus dizzy, his eyes going round. He almost lost his balance, his feet shaking and warm blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth. Pointing at Kael, the chief Editor could only grumble, clutching his swollen chubby cheeks with his other hand. " Do you need some more?" Kael stood akimbo, twitching his lips as he taunted, " I bet you enjoyed it." A bottomless fury surged from Marcus' heart, while his face twisted into a snarl! He couldn't take this! How would high-ranking personnel like him be subjected to this sort of ridicule and humiliation?! After being slapped severely! This was a blatant sla
As soon as Chairman Cole processed all the words from President Richard, his face grew white, bloody draining from his skin rapidly! His head started buzzing uncontrollably as if he just realized he had done the worst thing in his life! " You .........are.........."' Richard waved him off immediately and said, " It's unnecessary to regret now." Chairman Cole's face turned pale with Richards's words and he rubbed his temple nervously. Marcus who listened to this, hissed immediately, refusing to believe what Richard just said. " Chairman Cole! Don't listen to him! The president has been brainwashed and doesn't know what he is saying!" Then, he skipped towards Chairman Cole with his fat belly, trying to counter Richard's words. " What the president said can't be true. It's all made up. The news is evidence of this. We have all witnessed how this James Donovan was dragged as the penniless and worthless live-in son-in-law of the Thompson. Please, let's not make a mistake and be
Once the call ended, Chairman Cole's face twisted into a vicious one, seizing the half-dead-looking Marcus. " You better get prepared cos this is just the start! I will make you pay for almost destroying everything I have worked hard for!" Thud! Marcus collapsed weakly on the ground, losing control of his bladder immediately. His face resembled someone, that just had an encounter with a terrifying ghost! Without thinking, he knew he was finished! Chairman Cole paid no attention to him, sneering coldly. He turned away and rushed back into the media house, his heart thumping in his chest due to immense nervousness. One could even see how some beads of sweat had pulled out from his forehead, dripping slowly down to his face. As he pushed the door opened, his trembling eyes caught sight of James and Kael, talking to the receptionist. Quickly, he ambled towards them, patting his thighs to keep himself calm. He had no idea James was such a powerful figure. But why was he drag
Just then, a young man wearing a gold-rimmed glass walked forward, adjusting his glass calmly as he offered, " I can tell you everything you need to know about when Winter Donovan worked here." His words drove attention toward him, and everyone glared at him. But that didn’t stop him from heading towards James and Chairman Cole. ‘’ Hello, you can call me Jason.’’ He placed his right hand on his chest, introducing himself in a polite tone, ‘’ I am the clerk of this organization.’’As he made himself known, the journalists and receptionist raised their brows, unable to stop wondering what the clerk in the house was up to. Chairman Cole immediately turned to the clerk, Jason, a thin line appearing between his brows. How does this issue concern a lowly clerk? Who the hell is he? The man thought. His eyes glared at Jason, dripping with malice and he snapped, ‘’Do I have to remind you that you are just a clerk in this organization? What do you know about Winter Donovan?! You are just
" Where is she??"Abruptly, Jason rose, approaching Kael to pull his shirt! He demanded in a fierce, shaky voice, " Tell me where she is?! I have been dreaming and thinking of her all these times! I'm going crazy. I can't take it anymore. I want to see her right now!" Staring at Jason approaching him, Kael finally realized something in the former's eyes. The same thing James saw in Jason's eyes back at the reception. " Shut up!"'James irritatedly snapped at Jason who had seemed to go crazy after hearing Winter was alive. " If you can't keep calm in the face of the truth, then you don't deserve to know the truth." He lectured, without bothering to glance at Jason or Chairman Cole.His words pulled something in Jason and immediately his steps halted, slumping his shoulders like someone carrying the huge weight of the world. The clerk realized he had gone too far, as letting his emotions get the best of him didn't bring a good outcome. Now, they would all be aware he liked Wint
Marcus crouched by the alley, his body sore from the guards’ relentless beatings. Blood smeared his face, his left eye swollen shut, and each breath he took rattled with pain. "Ugh," he groaned, trying to pull himself together, but the pain that shot through his sides sent him crashing back to the ground."Messing with that James was a huge mistake," he muttered ruefully under his breath as he tried to pull himself away from the road to a hidden place. He now realized he shouldn't have provoked James, his jaw clenching at the memory.He could hear the footsteps of those damned journalists approaching him. They wanted to record his disgrace for the world to see.Humiliated and ashamed, he ducked his head low, trying to avoid the flashing lights and pointed microphones. As he heard them throw millions of questions per minute, he could only sob in regret at what had become of his bright career. It was now gone in ashes.He pulled himself up, shutting his ears to avoid hearing the repo
“Let’s get her home."The words seemed to roll off Winter's ears as she stood awestruck.She had watched the scene unfold with wide eyes and white knuckles. Her vision, which was once blurry and dull, was now bright. Her slacked jaw finally gave way once James rounded off the last guard by giving him a bone-cracking punch on his nose.She found it hard to understand how her brother had suddenly transformed into such a warrior, but the awe in her eyes was unmistakable.Unable to form a meaningful sentence, she stretched her cold, slender fingers toward the bodies sprawled on the ground.The Chairman, who barely recognized James's identity as a god of war, was impressed. The slight upturn of his lips into a faint smirk and his hands casually tucked in his pockets revealed his admiration.The past few hours had been a harrowing experience that she thought she would never escape. Although she felt the pain from the torture and capture of the Tarlose, she was glad she was able to uncover t