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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
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0022-Arrived in Atome
Zander sat in the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz G-Class 4x4 Squared, a rugged yet luxurious vehicle, perfect for the journey to a remote countryside like Atome. Beside him, Jacky was busy checking coordinates on their military tablet, while three commanders from the Rhett Military Academy sat upright in the front and back seats, holding light weapons as a precaution. The car’s engine purred smoothly as they navigated rocky, winding roads. For five hours, Zander remained silent, his gaze fixed on the window. His eyes were sharp, but his mind was filled with questions. If Biella was truly in this place, why had she never tried to reach out? Jacky broke the silence. “Young Master, are you sure Galio will talk and tell us about Miss Biella?” Zander replied without turning, his voice cold. “He will talk. If not, I’ll send him to hell today.” Jacky glanced at Zander, knowing the man was serious. There was no room for failure in this mission. They finally arrived at the remote v
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0023-Listen...
Once inside the house, Jacky’s expression immediately shifted as they took in the interior. Contrary to its shabby and dilapidated exterior, the inside was spacious, with wooden walls adorned with luxurious ornaments. A dozen large men were scattered throughout the room. Some held bottles of alcohol, while others casually smoked something clearly not a regular cigarette. The pungent smell of drugs mixed with alcohol filled the air, causing Jacky to wrinkle his nose. The men seemed engrossed in their revelry, laughing loudly, paying no attention to Zander and his team. “You don’t need to worry,” Galio said lightly, waving his hand as if to reassure his guests. “I always keep an open house. Making people happy is my life’s purpose.” Zander didn’t respond, his sharp gaze fixed straight ahead, unaffected by the chaos around him. Galio smirked faintly, walking to a large wooden chair in the center of the room and sitting down nonchalantly. Two burly men immediately stood on eit
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0024-Brutal Fight
Seeing their boss being shouted at by Zander, two burly men, Galio's subordinates, immediately stepped forward to confront Zander, threatening him not to act rudely here. Jacky moved ahead to block them. "Leave this place if you can't show respect to our boss!" one of the burly men said to Zander, glancing at Jacky. Zander responded coldly, "I asked your boss nicely, but it seems he prefers rough methods." "Yep, Zander. I don't like polite negotiations," Galio replied arrogantly. Standing behind his subordinates, Galio lazily waved his hand. "Take them down!" he ordered with fury. Twelve massive men moved in unison. Their footsteps echoed, and their faces were filled with rage. Three military commanders from the Rhett Academy, each wearing black combat uniforms that had seen countless fierce battles, stepped forward near Jacky, ready to face the twelve burly men. One of the Rhett Academy commanders, Levi, tightened his gloves. "It's been a while since I beat up street
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0025-At Nursing Home
Zander stood in the middle of the room, his sharp eyes fixed on Galio, who now had no options left. The aftermath of the battle lingered in the air, with Galio's henchmen sprawled unconscious on the floor. The guests who had been indulging in alcohol and drugs earlier had all hurriedly fled the house, leaving Galio completely alone. "I'll ask you one last time," Zander said coldly. His voice wasn’t loud, but the weight of his words made the air feel heavier. "Where is Biella?" Galio gritted his teeth, his face flushed with humiliation and rage. He glared at Zander with burning eyes, but there was nothing he could do. All his men had been defeated, and no one would come to his aid now. "You think I'll betray my family just because you've won here?" Galio said bitterly, his voice dripping with hatred. Zander let out a small sigh, as though disappointed but not surprised. "I tried to be reasonable, but it seems you prefer I take another approach." Jacky, standing by Zan
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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
0068-Sir, This is Urgent!
That morning, sunlight streamed through the large dining room windows of the Xanta family estate, illuminating a table filled with luxurious dishes.Zander sat calmly in one of the chairs, enjoying his breakfast without haste. Beside him, Biella, as elegant as ever, spread chocolate truffle jam on her toasted brioche, a delicacy favored by aristocrats.The silence in the room was not a comfortable one. Hammo stared at Zander with a cold, questioning expression. On the other side of the table, Darren also watched his father, seeking reassurance. Wasn’t Zander supposed to be dead? Hadn’t Voss guaranteed that Zander would be dragged to Avoja’s mansion and executed? Why was this man still sitting here so casually, as if nothing had happened?Hammo finally broke the silence, his voice sharp and filled with restrained anger. "How dare you come back to this house? Even stay the night? Do you think you own this place?"Zander set down his coffee cup with a composed movement and met Hamm
0067-Recall About 3 Years Ago
That night, at the luxurious Avoja mansion. In front of the towering gate, heavily guarded, Gamin stood tall, carrying a wooden box that felt heavier in his hands with each passing moment. His breath was steady, his eyes fixed straight ahead as a guard approached. "I have a message for Mr. Avoja," Gamin said, his voice calm yet firm. Without much hesitation, the guard opened the gate, allowing Gamin to step inside the grand mansion, dimly illuminated by soft lighting. Inside, Avoja was already seated in his chair, his sharp eyes scrutinizing Gamin’s every move as the man approached. With steady hands, Gamin placed the wooden box on the table before Avoja. In one swift, practiced motion, he opened the lid—revealing Voss’s severed head, frozen in death. The dried blood on his neck still bore the mark of a clean separation, a sign of an execution carried out without hesitation. Avoja showed no sign of shock. His gaze lingered on Voss’s head before shifting to Gamin. A heav
0066-Miracles Didn't Exist in The Underworld!
Footsteps echoed from behind. The door to the room swung open again, and three figures entered quickly. Jacky, along with two senior members of Rhett Academy, stepped inside. Their eyes immediately fell on Kai, who was still lying weakly on the floor, bound with coarse ropes. “Young Master,” Jacky said respectfully, casting a brief glance at Zander before turning his attention to Kai. “We’ll take him out for treatment.” Zander gave a slight nod, granting permission without uttering a word. The two senior members of Rhett Academy moved toward Kai, untied the ropes around his body, carefully lifted him, and carried him out. The room fell silent, with only the sound of heavy breathing and the pounding heartbeats of those kneeling before Zander echoing in the air. Zander’s gaze, as cold as ice, pierced through Gamin and Voss. He stood tall, entirely unfazed by the metallic scent of blood that saturated the atmosphere. Without much preamble, Zander spoke. His voice was low, almo
0065-He is Mr. Death
Voss held back the rage that was already blazing within him. His eyes glared at Gamin with disbelief, while his voice rang out, high-pitched and full of anger. “Gamin, what is this?! Have you lost your mind?” Voss shouted, his tone dripping with disgust. “You're actually bowing to... a YOUNG PUNK like him?!” Voss jabbed his chin in Zander's direction, his breathing heavy. Gamin furrowed his brows, his fear-filled eyes now sharpening into a glare. He strode quickly toward Voss and grabbed his collar roughly. “Listen! I know you think you’re smarter than everyone here, but this is your final warning!” Voss raised his chin defiantly. “I won’t submit, Gamin! I won’t kneel to a kid like him.” “Avoja is my boss, not Zander, and I’d rather die than give up!” Gamin’s hand flew swiftly, delivering a hard slap that echoed through the room. SLAP! Voss’s head snapped to the side. A red handprint instantly blossomed on his cheek. Before he could say a word, another slap struck the othe
0064-Forgive Me...Mr. Death
Gamin let out a low chuckle, his deep voice echoing through the room. “You’re too loyal to a man who doesn’t even care about your life.” He stepped closer to Kai, his cold eyes locked onto him. “But that doesn’t matter. In the end, I will drag Zander’s body before Avoja, whether you help me or not.” Gamin glanced at Voss, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. In Gamin’s mind, he could already envision the rewards that awaited him once this mission was completed. Avoja had promised him a fortune beyond imagination: a 10-hectare cannabis plantation ready to generate millions, and two sacks of cash. For Gamin, it wasn’t just about wealth—it was a ticket to a limitless life. “Just imagine,” Gamin muttered to himself. “A relaxed life without having to fight anymore, with that plantation making money every day. And those sacks of cash…” He chuckled. “One day's work, and I'll be a billionaire!” Voss, standing beside him, only smiled. Voss thought that without much effort
