“No matter what he did to you, you shouldn’t have hit him. Initially, I didn’t want to believe that you could do such a thing, but I guess I was wrong."
“I am not going to go back and forth with you, but I was not in the wrong for what I did; he had it coming, plus you already have what you wanted to believe in your mind, so no matter what I say, you still wouldn’t believe me; you have already made up your mind.” He responded as he hung up the phone and kept it in his pocket. He was angry that Karina was confronting him about the situation.
***
Meanwhile, inside Karina’s office, she was stunned that Nathan ended the call on her. This was the first time he ended a call with her. ‘What has gotten into him? He didn’t even allow me to speak; he just went ahead and ended the call on me. Or is he mad about the whole divorce?’ she wondered. But she didn’t want to think too much about the whole thing; the most important thing was that she confronted him about what he had done to his brother.
“I have to get back to work,” she mumbled. She had a lot of presentations that she was working on. The most important thing she was working on now was promoting a corporation between her company and the Smith family; she wanted to expand her reach to the richest family in Lothric.
***
Back at the Smith’s mansion, as Nathan was about to head back into the living room to meet up with Gwen, his phone started ringing. He took it out and saw that it was Deltrey Hamel calling him. He quickly answered the call; he wanted to question him about why he had set him up with Gwen Smith.
“Why…” Before Nathan could speak, Deltrey cut him off.
“Please forgive me, please; I didn’t mean to set you up with Gwen Smith without your knowledge,” Deltrey begged on the other end. He knew what Nathan was capable of and was completely afraid of him.
“Then why did you do it?” Nathan inquired, wanting to know the reason why, because he knew there was an ulterior motive for it.
"Please don’t get angry, but I did it for your own benefit to help you get the information that you were looking for. The thing is, I discovered that the bomb that killed your parents was a private order received by my men. But the group’s equipment used to be strictly controlled, and only one scientific research director has the authority to activate the bombing equipment’s,” Deltrey explained.
But Nathan wondered what the research director had to do with Gwen Smith as he looked around him to make sure that no one was listening in on the conversation, and there was no one listening.
“What’s the relationship between this scientific research director and Gwen Smith or the Smith family?” He asked in a low tone.
“This authorized scientific research leader had worked for the Smith family for five years before coming to Hamel Group. I had a theory that maybe someone from the Smith family had seen him, or maybe the Smith family was the one that asked him to make the bomb specifically for them,” Deltrey speculated.
“Hmmm, is that so?" Nathan was happy that he was finally getting some clue on a platter of gold.
"Alright, thanks for the information,” he added as he ended the call. He was happy that the information that he had been looking for from Deltrey had finally come to him.
After that, Nathan went back into the living room with Gwen as he sat down in front of him.
“You took a while with your call,” she complained. She has been waiting for him for several minutes.
“I am sorry about that,” he replied. Nathan wanted to play everything cool with Gwen and make sure that she didn’t suspect anything about him.
Gwen stood up from the couch. “So, shall we head over to Beloberg Central Hospital now? The car that will take us is ready; my grandfather is in critical condition,” she said.
“Of course, let’s head out,” he replied as he also stood up.
***
Nathan and Gwen arrived at the hospital; she took him over to the VIP ward, where his grandfather was being treated. As they arrived inside the ward, they saw multiple doctors that surrounded the old man on the bed; they were all wearing white lab coats. A lady approached Gwen and Nathan; she was Gwen’s younger sister Emily, who was in her early 20s.
“These doctors are useless! They can’t cure Granddad at all; what are we going to do?” Emily complained, staring at Gwen with a chaotic look on her face.
“Don’t worry, I brought a doctor here; he can cure him,” Gwen responded as he ambled over to where the other doctor was surrounding the bed.
“Please, all of you should step aside; Nathan is going to take over the treatment of my grandfather!” Gwen yelled at all the doctors. All the doctors quickly listened to her as they went out of the ward without objecting to her decision.
Emily was shocked at what Gwen said as she looked at Nathan from head to toe. She wondered whether only Nathan could handle something that about four doctors have been trying to treat since with no progress. He felt that Nathan was not qualified enough to treat her grandfather by just looking at him.
“Wait, are you sure he can treat his grandfather? Does he even have a license to be a doctor? He doesn’t even look qualified,” Emily asked multiple questions as she turned to look at Gwen.
Gwen came over to where Emily was in front of Nathan. “Don’t worry, I am sure he’s very qualified to treat grandfather; he was recommended to me by Deltrey Hamel. I am sure he will get the job done; he’s our only hope; let’s put our trust in him.” Gwen responded, giving Emily the assurance.
“No, he needs to prove himself; how am I sure that he could treat my grandfather? I don’t want to take any chances,” Emily complained, gazing at Nathan with distrust in her eyes.Nathan moved closer to Emily, gazing into her eyes. “As you wish,” he said calmly.Suddenly, Emily started to lose control over her body as she moved away from Nathan. She tried to scream but realized that she couldn’t say anything as her lips were also sealed. Nathan was the one who cast the spell over her; he used his mind and hands to cast the spell; he was controlling her like a marionette.Gwen noticed that Emily was not talking and was moving back as she wondered what was going on. She looked at Nathan and noticed the hand signs he was making as she realized that Nathan was the one controlling her.“What are you doing to my sister? Let her..." Before she could finish her statement, Nathan cut her off.“Look, this is for you and your family’s own good. Your sister is only going to get in the way of your
Emily intervened, saying, "Let Dr. Floyd examine Granddad and treat him. I think he knows what he's doing. He's more qualified than Nathan. I mean, Nathan couldn't even provide a license for his medical skills. How can we trust someone like that? Don't be stubborn, sis."Another doctor standing next to Floyd added, "Yeah, Dr. Floyd is the best in all of Beloberg. He's more qualified. If you don't want anything bad to happen to your grandfather, let him treat him."Gwen was torn, deep in thought, unsure of what to do. On one hand, she trusted that Nathan knew what he was doing, but on the other, she believed that Dr. Floyd was more qualified than Nathan. She struggled to make a decision.As Gwen pondered her options, Floyd placed his hand on old man Smith, causing half of the formation Nathan had laid down to disappear. Gwen tried to stop him, but it was too late, and he removed the entire formation.Floyd reassured her, "Don't worry, I'm more competent than that doctor you brought her
***Nathan and Gwen were in the back seat of her car, and her driver was driving them over to Nathan’s destination. Gwen felt that it was the least she could do since Nathan saved her grandfather’s life.“I am sorry for everything that happened back there; that stupid doctor came and destroyed your formation. When my grandfather was pronounced dead by that doctor, I thought you were the one who did it because the doctor was putting the blame on you, and I also believed it. I am sorry about that; I shouldn’t have doubted you,” she apologized calmly.“I don’t care about that; what matters is that I was able to save your grandfather just like I promised I would,” Nathan replied in a nonchalant tone. He was not there when they were passing the blame on him, so he didn’t care about anything that she was apologizing for.Hearing that Gwen took a liking to him, as she felt that Nathan was a genuine and good person who didn’t care about what others thought of him. She wanted to associate hers
Moments later, the Smith family bodyguards arrived at the spot where Reynold parked the car. They all came down from the car as Gwen and Nathan also came down.Gwen explained everything that was going on to the bodyguards as she told them that they should go back into their car and follow them from behind. After that, they all went into their respective cars as Reynold started the car and drove off. They arrived in front of a tall building that looked like it had been abandoned.Gwen looked at Reynold as she spoke boldly. “Get down from the car and walk into that alley over there."Reynold wondered why Gwen would ask him to walk into the alley when the attackers wanted him to bring her into the building.“Why should I walk into the alley?” Reynold turned to look at Gwen.“Don’t ask me stupid questions; just do as I said; once you get into the alley, call the attackers to come out."Reynold noticed that Gwen was trying to do things her way and that there was no need to question her as
The leader of the attackers was a bald man with thick muscles that could be seen through his black suit. He swaggered towards Gwen and Nathan, his steps echoing. His eyes beamed with a predatory glint as he looked at her up and down. "Well, well, what do we have here?" he sneered, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Gwen Smith, it’s nice to finally meet you. Come with us, sweetheart. Our boss has been wanting to meet you."Gwen's gaze met the gangsters with a mixture of disdain and defiance. She refused to be intimidated by them. She knew the strength that resided beside her as they were no match for Nathan or his magic powers. With a confident smirk, she replied, "I don't think I'm interested in meeting your boss. Besides, I've got all the company I need right here."“I won’t be asking for a third time; come with us to meet our boss,” the bald man said with his eyes flaring up.“I am not going anywhere with you guys; if your boss wants to see me, he should come here and see me himsel
As the cultivator and the bald gangster began their ominous introduction, the air in the alley became charged with oppressive energy. The black fog surrounding the cultivator seemed to twist with evil, casting a scary glow that accentuated the shadows dancing in the corners.The bald gangster, driven by a mix of fear and awe, shouted compliments about the cultivator's bravery. His words painted a gruesome tapestry of the cultivator's dark deeds – a tally of lives extinguished, a legacy built upon destruction. The alley echoed with tales of the cultivator's cruelty, and it became clear that the forthcoming threat surpassed anything Nathan had faced before.Gwen, caught in the midst of this revealing threat, felt a chill run down her spine. The cultivator's reputation seemed to lead him like a haunting threat, and the fear of the unknown gripped her. It was her first encounter with a force so powerful, and the realization that her body had been manipulated only moments ago increased her
Gwen, caught in the crossfire of power dynamics beyond her understanding, could only watch with anticipation.“You are nothing but a peanut in the cultivator’s eyes; get ready to die, Nathan,” the bald gangster said in a rumbling tone.The ominous black mist that cloaked the cultivator rushed forward, engulfing Nathan in a swirl of shadows. The bald gangster, expecting a display of ruthless power, continued to shout, his voice echoing through the alley, eager for Nathan's demise. Yet, in a surprising turn of events, the cultivator approached Nathan not as an aggressor but as a supplicant.As the mist disappeared, it revealed the cultivator kneeling before Nathan, and the bald gangster's victorious expression changed into one of disbelief. His shouts decreased into a stunned silence, the echoes of his proclamations hanging in the air like lingering specters. The alley, once charged with anticipation, was now quiet like a graveyard.Gwen, standing beside Nathan, shared the bald gangster
The tension in the alley reached a boiling point as the cultivator, desperate to end the situation, attempted to coerce Gwen into a drastic and unthinkable act. The air was thick with apprehension as he directed his energy towards her, intending to force her to take her own life.However, as the cultivator focused on manipulating the situation, he felt an inexplicable resistance in his own energy. It was as if an unseen force had frozen his abilities, rendering him incapable of wielding the power he sought to exert over Gwen. A perplexed frown etched across his face as he grappled with the unexpected impediment.Meanwhile, Gwen, with her finger on the trigger, felt intense pressure urging her to pull it. The unseen forces at play seemed to tug at her resolve, threatening to plunge her into a dire course of action. However, another force, seemingly protective in nature, controlled her finger, preventing her from succumbing to the cultivator's dark influence.The alley echoed with the s