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
Nathan, appreciating the strategic approach, agreed. "That works. Let's make sure we gather all the information we need to expose the truth and protect your family." Nathan could care less about protecting her family; he just wanted to get close enough to her to ensure that he found out if they were informed in his parents’ deaths.***In the dimly lit hospital ward, it was the hospital that old man Smith was at, and emotions hung heavy in the air. Karina's brother James, his eyes swollen from tears, sat beside his mother, Mrs. Blackwood. He was getting treatment from being beat up by Nathan.His voice cracked with anguish as he implored, "Mom, we can't let Nathan get away with this. After beating me up and humiliating us, We need to make him pay."Mrs. Blackwood nodded solemnly. "I know, my dear. We won't let him go unpunished. But we must be careful and think strategically," she advised.At that moment, Alex Atwood, Karina's suitor, entered the ward with an air of calculated confide
Karina now understood the truth of the matter; she now understood why Nathan had to act the way he did because of the pendant, because he had collected it from her only for James to take it from him. She now understood that Nathan was not in the wrong and that it was James who was wrong in this situation.“What? Why did you have to take his pendant in the first place?”“Why shouldn’t I have taken it? We have been taking care of him ever since he got married to you; the least we could do is take the pendant from him and sell it; that way we can get some money from him."“You shouldn’t have done that, James!” Karina yelled with an angry look in her eyes.“Don’t yell at James like that; you should channel that anger towards Nathan; he was the one that beat up my son."“Mom James was in the wrong in this situation; he was the one that made Nathan react that way,” Karina complained. She knew how her mother always supports James, even though he was in the wrong.“James is not wrong for what
He has never felt that humiliated before, especially by a woman that he was trying to get married to; what she did bruised his ego.‘I am going to find a way to make sure that she becomes mine; I am going to make sure that I also find a way to take control over her company. How dare she not acknowledge my presence in front of everyone? Who does she think she is?’ Alex wondered about the anger visible on his face.***It was a warm night, and the bright moonlight cast a warm glow over the sprawling grounds of the Green Heart Building, a Western-style marvel that stood as a testament to the Smith family's legacy. The property came alive with a business party, glowing with energy and the buzz of anticipation.Karina stepped out of the sleek black car with elegance and confidence, her stunning presence catching the attention of everyone around her. Her tailored crimson dress hugged her curves, bringing out her poise and grace as she made her way towards the entrance. The soft evening bree
"Karina is my ex-wife," Nathan stated, his words hanging in the air, causing a sense of discomfort to pass over Karina's features. She braced herself for what was to come, sensing a shift in Gwen's demeanor.Gwen's expression hardened imperceptibly; her previous warmth was replaced by a thin veil of hostility. Unconsciously, she began drawing comparisons in her mind, assessing Karina and sizing up the history between Nathan and his ex-wife. A faint sense of insecurity crept into Gwen's stance, her defenses subtly rising as she gauged Karina's presence. Although she liked Nathan, she tried her best not to show it so soon.Karina, perceptive to the shift in the atmosphere, felt a pang of regret for the unintended discomfort caused by her mere presence. She struggled to maintain composure, caught in the crosscurrents of emotions, wishing to dissolve any tension."I hope I'm not causing any inconvenience," Karina interjected softly, her attempt to diffuse the tension evident in her voice.