"Melvin, see the gentlemen off!" Alexander commanded, and the butler promptly entered.Alexander was well aware that Grace had lent the Hernandezes money since she had consulted with him. Despite the intricate ties between the two families, the Montgomerys never hesitated to extend help when the Hernandezes faced difficulties.Curtis and Andrew left indignantly. They had hoped to make a breakthrough through Alexander, yet they failed and received a scolding."Curtis, what should we do?" Andrew was at a loss.Curtis narrowed his eyes. "It's not the end yet. I'll call my sister."-At Hernandez Corp.Eric and Sylvia were preparing to leave."Why not stay a bit longer?" Julius' assistant suggested.Eric shook his head. "There's a lot we need to attend to. Give me a call if you encounter any issues."Eric knew that the Calles and Lynars wouldn't easily give up."Thank you!" The assistant escorted Eric and Sylvia out of Hernandez Corp.Since there was still time, they headed to
"They arrived today, along with Curtis Lynar," Alexander stated. "They're targeting Hernandez Corp. and have requested that I refrain from lending money to Julius.""Dad, you didn't agree, did you?" Seraphine asked.Alexander smiled. "Am I the type of person without a mind of my own? But I think they won't give up easily, especially Andrew. He claimed you knocked his son's teeth out and attempted to leverage the incident to dissuade me from lending money to the Hernandezes. Isn't it laughable?""What do the Calles mean? Have they forgotten about the lesson I taught?"Grace harbored grievances against the Calles. When they tried to exploit the situation to connect with the Montgomerys, she resisted their attempts and didn't let them have their way."Let them do as they please as long as they don't involve us," Alexander said.The Montgomerys were quietly amassing wealth, and Alexander was delighted. While other families were entangled in conflicts, they were focused on development
Andrew attempted to stir up trouble by sowing discord within the Hernandezes, hoping to create more opportunities for success. However, there were certain things he remained unaware of concerning Julius and Nera.Nera sighed. "Do you believe my life has been easy these years? Our marriage is purely a business arrangement. While all of you may have thrived, what about me?"Growing angrier, she continued. "You and Javier sought to use me to manipulate Julius. Ironically, you failed."Julius has never laid a hand on me, not even once in all these years!"Andrew was taken aback—this revelation was unexpected. After all, they seemed like a loving couple."Women from affluent families are essentially sacrifices for the family's ascent. I actually envy Grace. She dares to resist and control her own destiny. And me? In the end, I have nothing!"Andrew felt uneasy upon hearing that.Nera didn't elaborate further before leaving.-At the Hernandez residence.Julius had already returned
King City's underground scene had lost much of its former vibrancy.Initially, the underworld boasted seven or eight distinct gangs. However, as time passed, only Matteo and his gang endured.Although new factions had emerged, they lacked the notoriety and prowess of their predecessors.-In Eric's lounge.Matteo said, "Mr. Johnson, your participation is sure to elevate the excitement of the underground arena to new heights. While instances of one against two were rare in the past, a one-against-three scenario is unprecedented."Despite the decline in the underworld's fortunes, tales of Eric, or more accurately Ghostface, continued to circulate within King City's underground circles. Eric's dominance, fueled by his energy strikes, persisted in the annals of the underground arena.However, his disappearance after just a few matches led many to speculate that Ghostface had either been recruited by the arena's owner or had met an untimely demise.Eric's reappearance promised to in
The moment the Krav Maga grandmaster struck, Eric smoothly sidestepped and countered, striking the fighter's arm and repelling him. Next, he simultaneously struck his second and third opponents.Unexpectedly, the audience's observing fighters could not discern Eric's techniques!All three opponents were repelled in the blink of an eye, and the audience could barely track Eric's movements."Ghostface is indeed terrifying! His skills seem to have improved again!" exclaimed spectators familiar with Eric's prowess.It was evident that the three grandmasters were no match for Eric.Eric glanced at them indifferently and remarked, "The quality of fighters in this arena is declining. The three of you couldn't even withstand a single move from me. Let's end this quickly."The three grandmasters trembled!The Formless grandmaster witnessed Eric launch another attack. A terrifying gust of wind preceded it—a straight punch, yet unstoppable!"This is the energy strike?" exclaimed someone i
The mysterious man who spoke up observed silently in the darkness of the underground arena.Usually, the matches continued until one fighter conceded unless they refused to surrender. While some fighters might see dying in the ring as an honor, most valued their lives. After conceding, there was no need to keep fighting or killing the opponent.Speculation circulated that the underground arena's owner had appeared. Rumors suggested that he was searching for Ghostface, whose identity remained unknown.In the pitch-black darkness, Eric sensed hostile eyes fixed on him. Few would be audacious enough to act this way apart from the arena owner. He gazed back."If you don't kill them, then you shall die!"The audience gasped in astonishment. A figure had unexpectedly appeared at the edge of the ring.At the lounge, Matteo couldn't help but stand up. How did that person suddenly appear in the ring?Glancing at Sylvia, he found her looking calm. Puzzled, he wondered if Sylvia was not wo
Suddenly, a mysterious force erupted from Eric's fist!Grim felt as though his palm was on the verge of exploding. Eric was swift and merciless, leaving no room for elaborate techniques in his style. His principle was straightforward: subdue opponents using the fastest and most ruthless methods.After Grim deftly blocked his punch, Eric swiftly swung another fist.Grim's expression shifted as he blocked Eric's second punch with his palm, recoiling several steps backward.Eric's speed and ferocity left Grim struggling to react. Although Eric's moves lacked fanciness, they efficiently suppressed his opponents.This battle surpassed the excitement of Eric's previous match with the three grandmasters, showcasing Grim's prowess in the arena.The three grandmasters couldn't withstand Eric for even a moment, yet Grim had already blocked several moves.Unbeknownst to them, this battle strained Grim significantly. He had become a legend through simplicity but was now being subdued by Eri
Eric's words took aback Matteo. As a martial artist, he understood the immense challenge of such an endeavor. While repeating a movement might seem simple, doing it thousands or tens of thousands of times required exceptional perseverance, a quality few possessed.Martial arts training was already a fairly monotonous affair, let alone repeating a single movement day in and day out, perhaps for an entire year.Grim had demonstrated several common moves used by novice martial artists throughout the battle."Could repeating the same move countless times yield such a result?" Sylvia asked in astonishment.After changing into a new set of clothes, Eric and the others prepared to leave. Just then, a man entered the lounge, saying, "Gentlemen, my master wishes to meet you."Sylvia had been to the arena a few times, and Eric wasn't concerned whether the owner knew her identity. He put on his mask, ready to meet the owner.He initially thought Grim was the owner, but that wasn't the case.