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I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0054-I'm Here to Protect Her
Zander stared directly at Hammo and Darren, his eyes cold and piercing."See... it was Biella who asked me to stay here for the night."Hammo clenched his fists, clearly displeased by the statement, while Darren simply let out a quiet scoff, glaring at Biella with undisguised hatred.However, Biella remained silent, her face calm, seemingly unaffected by the tension that had begun to engulf the room.Zander continued in a low voice, "I’m here to protect her.""I’ll make sure no one dares to harm her."His gaze swept across the room, though his focus remained fixed on Hammo and Darren.His words sounded like a warning, a veiled threat.Hammo held his breath, while Darren felt his anger boiling over.But before either of them could respond, Madam Nousa spoke to Zander."You don’t need to protect her," she said in a voice that sounded calm, though tinged with slight confusion."This is her home, and we are her family. How could her own family harm her?"Biella raised an eyebrow briefly b
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0055-I'll Stay By Your Side
The night grew deeper.Biella was already lying on the bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as her thoughts began to drift. Tonight felt different.For the first time in the past two years, she was back in this mansion.In the corner of the room, Zander sat on the sofa, a laptop open on his lap.He glanced briefly at Biella, ensuring she was okay."Go to sleep," he said in a low but warm voice. "I’ll sleep later."Biella looked at Zander."Earlier... Darren said you were a former war commander," she said softly."Is that true?"Zander looked at Biella, his gaze deep yet calm."Yes, it’s true," he replied briefly.Biella exhaled slowly.Although she couldn’t recall much about her past, she could sense that Zander’s presence was different from that of an ordinary person.The way he spoke, the way he carried himself—everything about him showed that Zander had experience dealing with difficult situations.She turned toward Zander, looking at him sincerely."Thank you..." she murmured."Tha
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0056-What Do You Mean?!
The next morning, Zander woke up early.The Xanta family house was still quiet, and the morning sunlight illuminated the dining table, which was filled with a complete meal.Zander sat leisurely in one of the chairs, crossing his legs while sipping the black coffee that had just been served by one of the servants.He had a calm and dominating presence that made the servants bow their heads in silent respect.Hammo turned to his wife, Madam Nousa, who had been seated at the table before him.Zander presence in the house, they felt, was an affront.However, there was little they could do—especially Hammo.Zander's position as Biella's lover forced Hammo to restrain himself.He knew that Biella would not hesitate to use this situation to ruin his political reputation if he dared to act recklessly against Zander.Not long after, footsteps approached.Darren and Nora appeared in the dining room with exhausted expressions.They had been forced to spend the night in a hotel because Biella ha
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0057-Family Talk Show
Biella smiled slightly, her eyes making thin lacerations and dryly sardonic.“Oh, Darren,” she said, steady but searing.“It looks like you missed one important thing.”“The Xanta Company, including this entire family inheritance, may be possessed only if the rightful heir… dies.”She leaned forward some, her cold eyes hunting Darren."And I’m still alive, as you can see.”The room fell into silence.Darren froze, the words crashing over him like a slap to the face.His jaw tightened, struggling against the rage building up inside him.“You can’t waltz in and take a wrecking ball to everything I’ve built,” he said, his voice quaking.Biella tucked her arms casually across her chest and leaned back in her chair.“Oh, I’m not wrecking anything, Darren.”“I’m just taking back what belongs to me.”“The family rules, as you know, are unequivocal.""There can be no replacement for the heir, except in instances where...." She let her sentence hang, leaving it for Darren to fill in the rest i
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0058-Hammo Was Speechless!
Hammo didn’t answer right away. His face turned pale for a moment.What if Biella joined the talk show?She would surely reveal everything she had endured over the past two years, destroying her father’s political career in an instant.That was the thought running through Hammo’s mind.Biella gave a faint smile, but behind it was a sharp sarcasm."Oh, no problem," she said before anyone could open their mouth."I’ll step into the frame for a moment. Isn’t this a great opportunity?"She looked straight at her father."The day of my return after two years of disappearance would be an extraordinary headline. I’m sure this talk show will immediately make the front page."Hammo looked panicked, his face betraying the tension he was desperately trying to hide.Darren glared at Biella with hatred, his hands clenched tightly at his sides.But before the situation could escalate further, Madam Nousa smiled and spoke in a warm tone."Of course, my love Biella.""You’re absolutely right—that wou
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0059-Two Years Ago...My dad...
The assistant promptly invited Hammo and other members of the Xanta family into the courtyard of the Xanta residence.All the filming equipment had been neatly arranged, with cameras ready to capture every moment.The event was being broadcast live on major television channels and various social media platforms.In one corner of the area, Zander appeared relaxed, sitting quietly while sipping his coffee, his expression showing no emotion.Hammo gave a faint smile when the cameras focused on him.The smile seemed friendly, although he felt immense pressure inside.His mind was racing with worry—fearful of what might happen if Biella revealed something damaging to their family's reputation.A cheerful female host appeared, looking fresh in an elegant casual dress.She stepped onto the small stage with a microphone in hand, enthusiastically greeting the online audience."Good morning, viewers from wherever you are watching!”“Today, we have a special opportunity to chat with the Xanta fa
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0060-After Family Talkshow
Biella gazed at the host with a faint, enigmatic smile. Her sharp eyes scanned the host's face, which appeared awkward, waiting for an answer to the question he had posed earlier. However, instead of answering, Biella calmly yet meaningfully said, "Let time reveal everything." Her response instantly heightened the tension in the room. The host, who had previously exuded confidence, now seemed to struggle to hide his curiosity. Meanwhile, the crew whispered among themselves, trying to speculate on what had transpired during Biella's two-year absence. In the digital realm, comments from viewers flooded the live broadcast, most of them questioning the meaning behind Biella's mysterious statement. Hammo let out a sigh of relief, though he still did not feel entirely at ease. He eyed his daughter warily, fearing she might say something even bolder. Yet what followed was even more surprising. Biella rose gracefully from her seat, adjusted her blazer, and said firmly, "Well, I
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0061-Avoja Hitto R.
In Aussa Country, a small nation renowned for its wine production, Voss arrived at a luxurious mansion towering in the middle of vast vineyards. Along with his five subordinates, Voss walked confidently toward the mansion's grand doors, guarded by tall men in sharp black suits with concealed weapons. This mansion belonged to Avoja Hitto, a legendary figure in the narcotics trade for over two decades. Avoja's immense wealth had made him the richest man in Aussa. Beyond that, he was known as the mastermind behind numerous illicit operations that had long thrived under the government's nose. Voss entered Avoja's private chamber alone, while his subordinates stayed outside, keeping a vigilant watch for any suspicious activity. The room was filled with the aroma of expensive wine and premium cigars. Avoja sat in his opulent chair adorned with golden carvings, holding a glass of wine, while two scantily clad women hurriedly left the room upon his command. "Voss," Avoja's
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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
