Home / Urban / Here Comes the Lord / Chapter 75 More Weird Things Happening
Chapter 75 More Weird Things Happening
last update2024-08-20 23:02:03

Briana felt like a video game character, going through different levels until reaching the Boss.

Now she needed to defeat one more stage, starring her cousin Christopher.

But Christopher wouldn't be a dull opponent. Briana noticed how he first approached Luana, distracting her, only to attack her afterward.

Luana wouldn't want to defend her anymore because of the truffle she ate.

"Don't tell me that this is the punishment my little sister imposed on you for losing the bet!" Christopher laughed
Continue to read this book for free
Scan the code to download the app

Latest Chapter

  • Chapter 1073 A Slap of Reality

    "And now, Mark?" Sandro asked with uncertainty. "What happens to us?"Mark offered a faint, reassuring smile. "You will continue to be my in-laws, of course. The only difference is that you’ll have to tolerate a security detail stationed around the mansion from now on.""Do we get royal titles too?" Nadir asked, her eyes lighting up.A ripple of genuine laughter moved through the room, a momentary balm that allowed them to forget, just for a second, the corpse in the morgue.Everyone laughed, except Claudia."HEY!"The sound was like a braying donkey, jarring and discordant. The laughter died instantly."Have you all forgotten a mere detail?" she screeched.Mark’s smile evaporated. He turned to face his aunt-in-law, his expression hardening into glacial ice."I don't know what you heard or what fantasy you choose to believe, Claudia," Mark said, his voice low and dangerous. "But facts are facts. Katrina broke into my home in the middle of a firefight—""Lie..." Claudia hissed through

  • Chapter 1072 The Morning After the Massacre

    The headlines screamed in bold, uncompromising black ink across every newspaper front page and news portal in the country: ARMAND DRAKOV FINALLY DEAD!But inside the Vasconcelos Mansion, the finality of the press had not settled. The mood was gloomy with the sounds of a mother unraveling.Claudia wasn't just crying; she was convulsing on the sofa, a portrait of grief curdled into madness, unable to process the bloody result of her son's engagement party."No, no, NOOO!" Her wail bounced off the high ceilings, a raw, animalistic sound. "What is happening here, for the love of God!"The rest of the family sat in somber silence, respecting the gravity of death if not the person who died.Althea sat in her armchair like a statue carved from obsidian, dressed entirely in mourning black, her spine rigid."Honey, I am so sorry," Gilson murmured, looking diminished and stripped of his usual arrogance. "But we need to accept reality.""What reality?" Claudia snapped, her head whipping around,

  • Chapter 1071 No Tears for Traitors

    The rhythmic thrum of rotor blades beat against the night air as military helicopters descended onto the manicured green adjacent to Ferro House.The wind from the landing gear whipped the trees, scattering leaves over the scene of the skirmish.In the surrounding mansions, fear gave way to morbid curiosity; neighbors who had cowered on their floors during the gunfire now pulled back heavy curtains, pressing their faces against the glass to witness the fallout.Lieutenant Ribeiro watched his men secure the perimeter. "We’re loading the detainees onto the birds," he said, turning to the man standing amidst the chaos. "Are you alright, Lord Ferro?"Mark didn't answer immediately. He was staring at his right hand: the hand that had ended Armand Drakov.It wasn't trembling, but it felt foreign, heavy with the weight of the reflex that had just saved his life and taken another.He hadn't consciously decided to pull the trigger; his body, trained for war, had made the decision for him."Don

  • Chapter 1070 The Cost of Peace

    The pool deck had transformed into a tapestry of carnage. Drakov’s loyalists lay scattered across the wet tiles, either dead or writhing in agony, their groans mingling with the sharp scent of chlorine and spent gunpowder.It looked less like a high-society engagement party and more like the aftermath of a brutal ethnic conflict.Mark’s "Men in Gray" were battered, some nursing gunshot wounds, but miraculously, none had fallen.Vargas, pressing a hand against a bleeding gash in his side, waved off assistance, prioritizing the evacuation of his men and the wounded cook, Julian.Mark wiped grime and sweat from his brow, looming over his defeated enemy."Satisfied, Drakov?" Mark rasped, his chest heaving. "You provoked another massacre for absolutely nothing!"Armand glared up from the ground, blood staining his teeth, refusing to accept the reality of his defeat. "You keep blaming me... you keep pointing the finger... but which one of us is called the 'God of War,' hmm?""You never want

  • Chapter 1069 The Spy in the Secretary’s Clothing

    Regis didn't ask; he commanded. His voice cut through the confusion in the foyer, sharp and absolute."Mr. and Mrs. Vasconcelos, the order is to evacuate immediately. The army is inbound. It turns out half the guest list was on Drakov’s payroll."Briana nodded, the realization settling in her eyes. "Either they infiltrated, or Mark invited them knowing exactly who they were. He gathered them all in one place.""Wait a minute," Sandro stammered, looking from his daughter to the butler. "What is going on here? Daughter, you and your grandmother seem to know a hell of a lot more than your mother and I do.""Mark will explain everything when the smoke clears."The heavy oak doors swung open, and Everton dragged Julian inside. The cook was pale, his weight resting heavily on the security guard, blood staining the shoulder of his white chef's coat."JULIAN!" Briana gasped, rushing forward."There's an ambulance staged at the perimeter!" Everton barked.Julian lifted his head, a weak, lopsid

  • Chapter 1068 The End of the Delusion

    Briana stared at her cousin, the sheer audacity of the moment momentarily eclipsing the danger. The delusion clawed at her throat.Back when Mark wore a janitor’s uniform at Glamour, Katrina had treated him like something she scraped off her shoe. She had mocked him, belittled him, and looked at him with unmasked disgust.But now that the janitor was revealed to be Lord Ferro? Now she felt entitled to the throne. She wanted the title, the money, and the man she had once scorned.Dream on, Briana thought, her grip on her son tightening.Katrina’s face twisted, the sound of Briana’s incredulous laughter acting like gasoline on her rage."Do you see?" she screeched, gesturing wildly with the gun, her composure fracturing. "Do you see how she always looks down on me? How she humiliates me?"Domitila didn't flinch. Her aim remained steady. "You are sick, Miss Vasconcelos. You are the only person on Earth who gets violated by a man on illegal aphrodisiacs and complains that the police saved

More Chapter
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on MegaNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
Scan code to read on App