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I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0014-Pardon? Young Boss...
However, attention quickly shifted when one of the guests, a young woman known as a social activist, stood up and spoke. "Mr. Dom, I just want to thank you for your continued support for our orphanage," she said loudly, enough for everyone to hear. "Without you, many children would not receive a proper education." Dom turned toward her and smiled sincerely. "Thank you for your hard work. I’m just contributing a little; the real effort comes from you and your team." Hammo appeared uncomfortable, feeling that this moment was stealing his spotlight. He tried to add something. "I also believe that the education of children is the future of Venua. If I am elected governor, it will be my top priority." However, Dom simply nodded without offering further response. Dom walked to the back room, leaving the bustle of the hall. There, he met Reina, his loyal business advisor. The professionally dressed woman was examining the tablet in her hands, analyzing media reports and public op
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0015-Darren And Huros
Zander knew that Dom would be shocked by his command, and he didn’t give Dom any time to ask further questions. "I know this will surprise you. But I want you to openly support Hammo Xanta," he said calmly. Dom remained silent, trying to process what he had just heard. However, Zander continued without giving him a chance to respond. "Don’t worry, I have clear reasons," his voice remained low and firm. "If you support him, the media will immediately respond. They will start discussing your relationship with Hammo, and that will damage his reputation even further." He spoke again, more seriously, "You know, the media today can destroy someone just with the news they spread." "With your position as the owner of Net TV, you have the power to make Hammo more publicly known," Zander continued. On the other hand, Dom could feel the tension rising. He knew exactly that Zander wasn’t speaking without reason. Zander continued, his voice growing colder, "In today’s world, to destro
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0016-Father And Son
Darren staggered into the house, his face flushed red as he struggled to endure the pain radiating from his broken left arm. He screamed hysterically, "AAAHHH! DAMN IT! YOU’RE DEAD, ZANDER!" His shout shattered the night’s silence, prompting every Xanta family servant to rush out from their corners of the mansion. “Young Master Darren...What happened?!” one of the servants asked, approaching in panic. “Doctor!” Darren groaned, clutching his limp left arm. “Call the family doctor! NOW!” Without waiting for further orders, a servant sprinted toward the phone, while others carefully guided Darren to the living room to sit down. His face was drenched in cold sweat, and even the slightest movement drew louder curses. “DAMN YOU, ZANDER!” Darren roared again, his voice cracking with rage. “I swear to God, I’ll get my revenge. I’ll destroy him until there’s nothing left!” The doctor arrived a few minutes later, carrying a medical bag and plaster cast supplies. After a quick exam
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0017-A News
“NO!” he said in a low but firm voice. “Listen carefully. Don’t act recklessly going forward. You know I’m in the middle of a campaign.” “Every move we make will be watched. If you cause a commotion or attempt something foolish, it will immediately impact my popularity as a gubernatorial candidate for Venua.” Darren let out a long sigh, staring at the ceiling with an irritated expression. “So what do you want me to do, Daddy? Sit still and accept this humiliation?” Hammo stepped closer to the bed and sat in the chair next to Darren. He fixed his eldest son with a sharp gaze, his face full of determination. “I’ve spent a lot of money covering up Ganza’s case. You remember that, don’t you? The scandal at that party nearly destroyed us.” “With great effort, I managed to suppress that issue,” Hammo continued. “The media has stopped talking about it, and the public has started to forget.” “And I won’t let your foolishness or your personal hatred of Zander ruin everything.” “B
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0018-Net Tv Talk Show
One Day Later at the Net TV Office Hammo arrived at the Net TV office with his eldest son, Darren Xanta. They were there to fulfill an invitation from Dom to be guests on the talk show scheduled for that afternoon. Hammo wore an elegant gray suit, while Darren, despite having his left arm in a cast, walked with a proud, confident stride. As they approached the front entrance of the building, Darren’s eyes immediately locked onto someone familiar. Zander, the former military commander, was mopping the floor in a janitor’s uniform, just as Darren had last seen him. “Daddy, look at that!” Darren whispered with a sneer, glancing toward Zander. “There he is, the former military commander now mopping floors. How embarrassing, right?” Hammo glanced toward where Darren was pointing, squinting his eyes as he observed Zander with a neutral expression. After a few seconds, he spoke in a low voice, though loud enough for Darren to hear, “Why does a big company like Net TV still employ
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0019-An Anonymous Guest
Hammo remained calm, though his lips tightened. He looked at Antony with a small, forced smile. "Ah, I know what you're referring to." "Unfortunately, there are many rumors that are often exaggerated. What happened at that party has been handled internally, and I assure you that there is nothing for the public to worry about," he continued. Antony didn’t back down. He gave a small nod before responding, “Of course, the public just wants to make sure that their leader doesn’t have personal issues that could affect his integrity.” Hammo seized the pause to give a more diplomatic response. "Antony, I believe integrity is paramount in leadership. That is why I have taken steps to ensure that all personal matters do not interfere with my responsibilities to the public.” “The people of Venua can trust that I am solely focused on their well-being.” The tension in the studio slightly eased. The audience behind the camera nodded in agreement with his answer. Darren, though still
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0020-I'll Handle This Matter Myself
The anonymous man spoke again, "I haven't been paid my salary for the last two months before I was suddenly fired." "I worked hard for the Xanta family, but when I started questioning some of Mr. Hammo's decisions, I was fired without a clear reason, and why wasn't my salary paid?" The audience in the studio and at home were stunned. Hammo, who had been listening carefully to every word, now looked increasingly anxious. Antony continued in a more serious tone, "That is truly shocking. Mr. Hammo, do you have an explanation for these accusations?" Hammo, despite trying to maintain his composure, finally responded. "What this anonymous guest is saying is a one-sided perspective. I have always strived to be fair to all my employees, including when it comes to salary payments." "If anyone feels wronged, we are always ready to resolve the issue in a fair and professional manner." However, the atmosphere in the studio was growing more tense. The audience started talking among
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0021-His Assistant
In the grand Xanta family mansion, Hammo’s fury remained unrelenting since he returned from the talk show. The sound of shattering glass and destroyed objects echoed throughout the room. The servants could only stand silently in the corners, trying not to attract attention. Darren and Ganza sat on the sofa, exchanging nervous glances, but neither dared to intervene. “Dom! This is all his fault!” Hammo roared, slamming his hand on the table, leaving a large crack on its surface. “He’s the one who invited me to that cursed show!” Darren cautiously attempted to speak. “Dad, maybe it’s not entirely Mr. Dom’s fault. The media—” “Shut up!” Hammo cut him off sharply, glaring at Darren with blazing eyes. “The media? Dom should’ve prevented this!” Hammo paced back and forth across the room like a trapped beast. “I need to divert the media’s attention. There has to be something... something bigger than this!” Beneath his anger, Hammo knew he desperately needed Dom. However, his
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0077-Go Ahead
The aunts’ children quickly took over the house, as if the grand mansion was their personal playground. Lauren and Chika were busy rocking back and forth on an antique rocking chair in the living room, laughing as they pushed it so hard that it nearly tipped over. Selly casually sat at the grand piano in the corner of the room, pressing random keys without care, producing an off-key cacophony that grated on the ears. Meanwhile, the triplets—Aca, Eca, and Ica—ran through the house, opening every door they came across and barging into private rooms without the slightest hesitation. It wasn’t long before they discovered the private swimming pool in the backyard. Without a second thought, the six teenage girls jumped into the water with delight, splashing around wildly and adding to the growing chaos in the house. Darren, already at his limit, abruptly stood up, slamming his fist on the dining table so hard that the silverware rattled. "Enough!" he bellowed. But the aunts
0076-The Aunts
That night, the atmosphere in the Xanta family's dining room was filled with unspoken tension. At the long dining table, illuminated by a luxurious crystal chandelier, Madam Nousa sat at the head of the table with an air of authority, watching over her children: Darren, Ganza, and Biella. Hammo was nowhere among them—he was now imprisoned in his own body, paralyzed and in pain, unaware that his private nurse, recruited by Madam Nousa, was slowly poisoning him with a substance that would gradually destroy his organs. They had just begun their meal when suddenly, the front door swung open, followed by the sound of numerous footsteps. Three middle-aged women, each carrying large suitcases, entered the house with an air of arrogance. Alongside them were six teenage girls, all in their early teens, their eyes filled with excitement as they took in the grand interior of the Xanta estate. They were Lauren and Chika, daughters of Aunt Sauna; Selly, daughter of Aunt Wulan; and the tr
0075-I Don't Like Him
**The Next Day.** A fifty-year-old man arrived at Madam Nousa's private chamber. There were five knocks on the door. Madam Nousa, who was smoking, turned toward the door with a calm expression. She already knew who had come. Austin, a man in a formal suit with a firm posture and an unreadable face, stepped inside after locking the door behind him. Though age had crept upon him, his body remained solid and strong—a remnant of his past as a former military man. For twenty-eight years, Austin had served as the personal assistant of the Xanta family, handling all affairs and acting as Hammo’s right-hand man. However, no one knew that he was also Madam Nousa’s secret lover. Their affair had begun long before Madam Nousa married Hammo, a relationship that was nothing more than an outlet for their carnal desires. Without a word, Austin loosened his tie and walked toward her. Madam Nousa stood from her chair, inhaled her cigarette deeply, then exhaled the smoke into Austin
0074-Tomorrow...Will Get Married
One hour later, Biella returned to the Xanta family home with Zander. That night felt more ominous than usual because the moment she stepped into the main hall, she immediately saw Madam Nousa arriving with Darren and Hammo, who was seated in a wheelchair. It was Madam Nousa herself who pushed the wheelchair, her expression unreadable. Darren’s gaze instantly shifted to Biella, who stood tall beside Zander. His anger flared the moment he saw the man. With a voice full of hatred, Darren snapped, “Biella! You ungrateful child! Your father is in this condition, and all you do is spend time with that useless man? You only think about yourself!” However, Biella did not react as Darren had expected. Her face remained calm, as if his words had no effect on her. With a cold yet firm tone, Biella replied, “I’m ungrateful? Darren, have you forgotten who has been paying for all of Father’s medical expenses? If not me, then who? You?” Darren was momentarily silent, but he quickly tried to d
0073-Madam N
Meanwhile, elsewhere… After Nora's departure, Darren felt utterly devastated. Without power, money, or allies, he felt cornered. At this moment, the only person left by his side was his mother, Madam Nousa. Madam Nousa gazed at her son, who sat with his head bowed. She could see the panic in Darren’s eyes. With a gentle yet firm voice, she said, “Darren, listen to me. I will always be with you, no matter what. No matter what happens. You are my son, and I will not let you fall just like that.” Darren looked up, his eyes filled with despair. “But I’ve lost everything, Mom… I have no power, no money, no allies. I don’t even know what to do anymore…” Madam Nousa gave a small smile. “You’re wrong, my dear. You still have me. And I have more power than you can imagine.” Madam Nousa, or better known as "Madam N," was a figure both feared and respected in the underground world. After entering a contract marriage with Hammo, she built the largest prostitution empire in the world. With
0072-I Guarantee....
Biella sat in the CEO’s chair, her head lowered, her hands trembling as she read report after report filled with complaints from long-time employees of Xanta Corporation. Tears welled up in her eyes, eventually falling one by one. She couldn’t begin to imagine what her employees had endured over the past two years. Before she disappeared, the company had been running smoothly. Employees received fair benefits, opportunities for promotion were wide open, and the work environment was comfortable. But now, everything had been destroyed in the hands of Darren and Hammo. Zander, standing nearby, noticed Biella’s shoulders shaking. He knew how devastated she felt. Without a second thought, Biella stood up and threw herself into Zander’s arms. Her sobs broke against his shoulder, shaking her small, fragile body. Zander could feel Biella’s pain. His hand lifted, gently stroking her back. His anger toward Darren and Hammo burned even stronger. How could they treat this company so cruelly,
0071-At the Xanta Company
Madam Nousa stared sharply at Nora, trying to find a way to change her mind. However, Nora did not show the slightest hesitation. She stood tall, arms crossed over her chest, her eyes fixed straight on Darren, who remained silent in shock. "I've made my decision," Nora said, her voice cold and unwavering. "There’s nothing left to expect from this marriage." "Our agreement clearly stated that this marriage should be mutually beneficial. But look at your situation now, Darren. Your father failed to become governor. You're no longer the head of the Xanta family business. So tell me, what do I gain from this anymore?" Darren remained silent, his face pale and expression blank. From the beginning, he knew this marriage was nothing more than a business arrangement, but hearing Nora say it so bluntly still pierced deep. Madam Nousa glanced at her son, hoping for a reaction, but Darren simply lowered his head, as if accepting this bitter reality without resistance. "My father was suppos
0070-I Want A Divorce
A few days later, the day of the Venua governor election arrived. However, the tense political atmosphere had now shifted into a major scandal. The Xanta family’s name was once again the subject of heated discussions in the media and among the elite after shocking news about Hammo’s condition spread widely. Hammo was still lying weak in the hospital, his body paralyzed, unable to speak or move much. He was officially disqualified from the gubernatorial race. However, it was not just his physical condition that became the talk of the town—it was the reason behind his downfall. No one knew where it started, but rumors spread that Hammo had suffered severe shock after hearing the news of his same-sex lover, Voss’s, death. Darren, now the central figure of the Xanta family, felt the need to act immediately. Standing before dozens of reporters at an impromptu press conference, he firmly clarified that the rumors were untrue. "My father is not paralyzed because of the news circu
0069-Hammo Fainted!
Hammo snatched the tablet from his informant's hand with a rough motion. His sharp eyes scanned the screen, but slowly, his expression changed. His pupils widened, his mouth parted slightly, and the confidence that usually radiated from his face was now replaced by a deathly pale complexion. His body stiffened instantly. His fingers, gripping the tablet tightly, began to tremble. Across the table, Darren noticed the drastic change in his father's expression. "What happened?" The informant swallowed hard before leaning in and whispering once more into Hammo’s ear, "Mr. Voss is dead, Boss… His head was delivered to the Avoja mansion as a warning." It was as if the world had stopped spinning! The fine porcelain plates and silverware on the dining table became nothing more than silent background noise. Hammo opened his mouth, but no words came out. He tried to breathe, but his chest felt tight. Voss… dead? Impossible! It couldn’t be! "How… how did he die?" Hammo’s voice trem
