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
The car screeched to a halt outside the large, ordinary-looking gate of the secret base. James stepped out, holding the frail but resilient Winter. Kael followed, his steps purposeful, his expression serious. Jason, still at a distance, couldn’t bear to take his eyes off Winter, who looked like a shadow of the lively woman she once was.“Winter...” Jason’s voice cracked with emotion. He stepped forward, gripping her hand gently but firmly, halting her movement. His fingers lingered on hers, as if letting go, would mean losing her all over again.James’s patience wore thin, and he pressed his lips into a hard line. “I’m not taking her away from you, Jason. She needs medical attention. Let her heal first, and then you can see her.” His tone was calm but laced with authority.With a resigned sigh, Jason released her hand, the weight of his emotions visible in his reluctant gaze. James, Winter, and Kael then headed toward the base entrance, leaving Jason and Chairman Cole by the car. As
After hours, the lights in the operating room turned off. "The surgery is complete," the doctor announced, stepping out. His expression was neutral, revealing neither positive nor negative emotions.Leonard stepped up in a frantic hurry, rushing to see his son without waiting to hear what the doctor would say next.Victor’s room was filled with a sterile silence. The only sound that could be heard was the loud beeping of monitors that showed his heart rate and the condition of some of his other vitals.Leonard's face dropped at how pale Victor looked under the hospital lights. His eyes remained closed.The doctor who had been writing down some things finally looked up with a smile.“The surgery was successful,” he started, his voice sober and calm. “The implant is in place. It was a long procedure, and it might take some time for him to recover fully. Soon, he will be back on his feet.""That will be better. The only thing I want to hear is good news." Leonard responded with an arrog