In the abandoned warehouse. The two men were filled with confidence. But in Ryder's perspective, Tyrone's confidence was backed by nothing except stupidity, while he had the Prescott Family backing him.A man from a small place like Cleyton wouldn't even have the right to make a name for himself in Shoresdale. How would he ever measure up to the Prescotts? Ryder thought Tyrone was digging his own grave. "Any last words? Consider it an honor that the Prescott Family is killing you," Ryder said with disdain as he approached Tyrone."You must be mistaken. Aren't you the same as Fabian, whom I have crippled? Do you want to be like him?"Ryder's anger erupted when he heard that Tyrone wanted to cripple him too. "You've been in a small place like Cleyton for far too long. You seem deluded into thinking that you're invincible. You know nothing about the vastness of the world beyond. Let me show you the world beyond Cleyton."Ryder yelled and suddenly punched at Tyrone. His attacks r
Lyra was indeed like a drug. Her every movement would cause men to fantasize about her. But Tyrone glanced at her and wasn't interested in the slightest. Tyrone's indifference angered Lyra. Her charms would've gotten the job done if it were any other man. She wouldn't have needed Silas' assistance. Lyra figured that Tyrone must be impotent since he married into a wealthy family and had no interest in a beautiful woman like herself. Tyrone said emotionlessly, "I can show you some of my capabilities. It's the first time I've heard of this club, but it belongs to one of my men, Leopard. In other words, the businesses and assets in this city are under my protection. My men would find you no matter where you are, even if you lived under a bridge. Now I've said that, do you still think I'm incompetent?"Lyra inhaled sharply. The surprises just kept coming. She didn't expect Tyrone to have such an iron grip on the city. Other kingpins would drown themselves in pleasure or wreak hav
Being … intimate? Lyra was taken aback. She quickly realized that Tyrone was making fun of her. It was no wonder Tyrone said that. Lyra's entire body was leaning on Tyrone, which looked provocative. Her nails were also scratching Tyrone's neck, which looked seductive.If any of the employees in the club saw that, they would surely blush and exit the room in embarrassment. "Ho—How could this happen?"Lyra shoved at Tyrone and pushed herself away from him. She looked at her hands in disbelief. She couldn't understand why her nails, which were able to cut through skin and other tougher materials, had malfunctioned. "What about now? Are you still unwilling to submit?"Tyrone's tone was carefree, but his gaze was chilling. It sent chills down Lyra's spine. Of course, she wasn't willing to submit. She was born to toy with other people's lives. She would never surrender. The most important thing was how she would get through this crisis. Lyra took a deep breath and regained her c
At Swallow's Nest.The most expensive and luxurious private dining room featured floor-to-ceiling windows. It provided a breathtaking panoramic view of the river outside.A man in a suit was sitting on the couch in the room. He was swirling a glass of fancy wine in his hand. Two burly bodyguards stood behind him. "Cleyton seems like one of the smaller cities in Rogbow. But this restaurant is pretty decent. After we're done with business, I'll consider acquiring it." Hank enjoyed the feeling of looking down at the city from above. It made him feel like a king."Yes, Mr. Hank." The bodyguard acknowledged his request and went to get someone to do it. "Mr. Hank, what should we do when he comes? Should we just beat him up and have him hand Lyra over?" The other bodyguard asked. The bodyguard had tried to call Lyra again a while ago. She still didn't pick up. It was like she disappeared into thin air, or she might also be hiding from them deliberately. It wasn't a good sign.Hank w
Cade couldn't believe someone would dare call him a watchdog. His strength was respected even back in Shoresdale. Many people would greet him respectfully when they saw him. And some guy from Cleyton dared to talk down to him. He thought that Tyrone was so arrogant because he was ignorant. "It's been so long since someone disrespected me like this. Tell me your name. I may give you an honorable death."Tyrone hadn't planned on telling a watchdog his name, but he suddenly felt like toying with Cade. He wanted to find out how Cade planned to give him an honorable death. "My name is none other than Tyrone Hendrick."Cade frowned. He realized that the man before him was the one Hank was waiting for. It was time for their meeting, too. "Interesting. So you're looking down on Shoresdale because you're the kingpin of Cleyton?" Cade asked. Cade had formed a plan in his mind. Initially, he had wanted to bully Tyrone into submission with his and Alan's strength. He didn't expect Hank
It was perfectly reasonable that Tyrone said that. He had already looked into Irvin privately. Irvin was still as cautious as ever. On the surface, Providence Group looked like it was barely better than the other companies in Shoresdale. But after he dug a little deeper, Tyrone found that it was a behemoth that could swallow up half of Shoredale's companies. The Prescotts could only see what Providence Group was like on the surface. They wanted to take down Providence Group and rule over Shoresdale. But that would only hasten the destruction of their family. But that's not what Hank thought when he heard Tyrone's words. "You mean to say that my family is not a match for Providence Group?" Hank looked at Tyrone mockingly. He sipped his wine slowly when he saw that Tyrone didn't deny it. "I'll have you know that our business spans multiple industries. Even if we lose to Providence Group in one aspect, it's tough to face the whole family. My father only needs to give the order t
Anyone in Shoredale would have been surprised by this turn of events. The Prescott family was a prestigious family. And now, one of its sons, Hank, was incapacitated and was begging for his life on all fours.Hank was scared. He didn't want to die. But Tyrone did not care."If you don't want to die, you'd better confess right now. Is your father, Aloysius, trying to take Sky High out?""I …" Hank stammered. He couldn't possibly betray his family."You won't come clean?" Tyrone then slammed Hank to the ground. A little bit of pain could speed things up."I'll speak! I'll speak!" Hank relented. He felt like his body might be torn apart. His survival was more important than his family's plan. "After Martin returned to the family, my father became very angry. He swore to have his revenge on you."Hank was smart enough to omit the unimportant details."Elaborate," Tyrone raised his tone. He then stabbed a fork into the slit between Hank's fingers. Hank squealed out of terror. He felt
"Wait, Mr. Hudson." Ysabella blocked the door so that Jean-Luc couldn't leave. "Did Gina say something that offended you? If she did, allow me to apologize to you on her behalf. Let's put this behind us, alright?"The business negotiation was going swimmingly until now. Ysabella cozied up to Jean-Luc in an attempt to salvage the deal."Ms. Vaughn, may I remind you that I freed up my schedule, among the countless meetings I have, just to see you? You're wasting my time." Jean-Luc sneered.The representative behind Jean-Luc, Mr. Jamie, chimed in, "Ms. Vaughn, your secretary just disrespected Mr. Hudson. I don't think we can work together anymore.""No, I didn't!" Gina teared up at the accusation, anguished. Jamie tried to molest her. He slapped her, and now, he painted her to be the main culprit. She was just a secretary. To appease Jean-Luc, she already clinked several glasses with him. She did everything except disrespected Jean-Luc."Gina, apologize to Mr. Hudson now." Ysabella k
The directors shuddered in fear. Tyrone looked like a devil straight from the pits of hell. Tyrone had realized something was wrong with these people long ago. There had been too many coincidences. Only someone from the inside could have known where Ysabella had been headed. Besides, Ysabella's investigation would have undoubtedly had a negative impact on their interests. The directors quickly confessed to being the ones who hired the kidnappers. Yet when they tried to call the kidnappers, no one picked up."Mr. Hendrick, we really don't know what's going on. The kidnappers aren't listening to us anymore." The man who had spoken up was shivering like a leaf. Tyrone's eyes darkened. Based on the footage of Ysabella's kidnapping, he could tell the kidnappers were highly trained. These directors weren't capable of hiring people like them. Tyrone ignored them and walked out. These people would pay for their actions. …Tyrone drove to York Residence. Louisa was still sitting
This way, Ysabella stood a higher chance of being discovered. Yet the kidnappers found Ysabella's phone. They grabbed it and tossed it away immediately. "Get inside!" The kidnappers pushed Ysabella into a black sedan.Then, Ysabella's face was shoved into a black bag. She couldn't see anything, and her hands were bound. She took several deep breaths while telling herself to calm down. She shouldn't do anything reckless now, or she might get herself killed."She's hot!" exclaimed one of the kidnappers in a perverted way."Keep it in your pants. She's not someone you can lay your fingers on," warned another kidnapper."I'm just saying. Geez." Nonetheless, Ysabella could feel a pair of creepy eyes scanning her body. She could only endure it silently. The kidnappers drove steadily on the road. After a long while, they arrived at their destination.Ysabella was forcefully dragged out of the sedan. Her nose picked up the scent of nature and poop. She deduced that she must have
But when she heard that Horatio and the others were fine, Maisey breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but glance at Ysabella, whose features were truly exquisite and naturally beautiful. Up close, Ysabella's skin was flawless.Even though Maisey had already met Eve, she couldn't deny that Ysabella was indeed very beautiful. In fact, she was so beautiful that even as a woman, Maisey couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy."I'm sorry about earlier," Maisey said, gently touching her belly, which still had a noticeable bump. It gave her a slight sense of reassurance.Ysabella smiled. "It's okay. While your baby is holding on, it's crucial not to get too worked up and to avoid any strenuous activities."The most important thing is to maintain a healthy and pleasant state of mind. Otherwise, there might be risks for your baby."Maisey nodded hurriedly. "I'll make sure to do that.""That's good. I've already saved my number on your phone. Feel free to reach out to me if y
Later on, Irvin got dressed and patted Maisey, who lay on the bed with her eyes tightly closed."Stop playing dead. Wake up," he said.However, Maisey didn't wake up, and a faint scent of blood lingered in the air.A sense of unease crept into Irvin's heart. He hurriedly lifted Maisey, but she had lost consciousness.In that moment, Irvin genuinely felt fear gripping his heart, as if something very important was slipping away from him. He carried Maisey and rushed out of the room.Jeremy ran up quickly and asked, "Mr. Irvin, what's—""Get lost!" Irvin shouted as he carried Maisey to the car. Without waiting for Jeremy, he raced to the hospital.Finally, he took Maisey to the emergency room. Irvin's hands trembled incessantly. Time passed by, but there was no sign of activity in the operating room.At that moment, a figure rushed out of the elevator. Without warning, Irvin took a punch to the face.Tyrone stood before him, radiating hostility. Irvin wiped the blood from his m
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly came to a stop in front of the alley.Irvin gazed at the large willow tree at the entrance of the alley, his eyes gradually darkening.He had snuck in here with Ambrose when he was a child. He had been young at the time and had still been eager for what he thought was paternal love.He had attempted to understand why Ambrose liked Tyrone so much.However, after coming here, he hadn't found any answers. He had only observed Tyrone, Ambrose, and that woman from a distance. They had looked like a harmonious family of three.Irony, resentment, and discomfort surged in Irvin's veins.Since then, Irvin's yearning for Ambrose's paternal love had gradually subsided.This was the only way he could ensure minimal emotional harm to himself within this family. It also shaped Irvin's current indifferent personality.But everything changed when he met Maisey.She was money-minded, always seeking small advantages, and exuded a cunning charm from every fiber
Of course, the Vaughns dared not openly discuss these matters in the living room, considering there were so many household staff present.With many people around, there was a risk that the household staff might relay their words to Tyrone, and it would end up causing more harm than good.So they gathered in Marcella's room to discuss the matter.Except for Yelena, everyone was filled with resentment.Belinda furrowed her brow, conflicted. After all, Tyrone was her son-in-law. In a way, he represented her as well. She wasn't pleased with how Yakov spoke about Tyrone, but the latter had also ignored her earlier, which was a blow to her pride.Thinking about this, Belinda's expression turned sour.As everyone criticized Tyrone, she didn't say much."But in this way, how do we get the kid into the Hendricks Consortium?" Yanis asked with a furrowed brow.It was the Hendricks Consortium, after all. It was a symbol of wealth and power. If they could enter the Hendricks Consortium, t
At that moment, it was like a tiger encountering a mouse. Yakov couldn't help but feel afraid at the overwhelming dominance Tyrone exuded. Yakov's face changed repeatedly.Soon, Tyrone withdrew his gaze, and the oppressive air about him instantly disappeared.While Yakov breathed a sigh of relief, his expression turned quite unpleasant again. He couldn't believe that just Tyrone's gaze had frightened him so much.Tyrone didn't bother with Yakov. In his eyes, Yakov was like a mouse in a filthy drain. He wasn't worth his attention.The more Tyrone ignored Yakov, the more Yakov felt that Tyrone was looking down on him, fueling the anger inside him.For someone so self-centered, they couldn't see the good in others and couldn't hear advice. They lived in their own world, believing themselves to be the king of that world.Now that Tyrone had put his spoon down, Marcella followed suit too. The younger generation didn't dare to continue eating.Even though none of them had eaten their
"What's wrong, Mom? Let's eat," Tyrone chuckled.Deep down, Belinda was still somewhat afraid of Tyrone. After all, the ruthless methods Tyrone had displayed in her presence had left her with lingering fear.The seemingly amiable son-in-law in front of her didn't entirely match that cold persona."Sure, let's all sit down," Belinda hurriedly responded.Tyrone held Ysabella's hand and walked to the dining table. Observing the spread, aside from the tomato omelet that Ysabella enjoyed, the rest of the dishes were Yvan's favorites."Oh dear, Ysabella, I knew your favorite is tomato omelet, so I specially made a portion for you," Belinda said with a smile.Ysabella's eyes flickered slightly, looking at Belinda with surprise.Although it was only one dish she liked, Belinda had only ever paid attention to Yvan from the beginning. This was the first time Belinda had noticed what she enjoyed eating.Although there were ulterior motives behind this gathering, it didn't stop the emotion
At that moment, Ysabella's phone vibrated, signaling an incoming call. Although the caller ID didn't reveal the who the caller was, Ysabella knew the home number by heart.Seeing Ysabella's distressed expression, Tyrone looked at her phone and instantly understood the situation. "Let me take this," he offered, picking up Ysabella's phone.Since Louisa had forcefully taken Ysabella away, most of the latter's contact information had been either deactivated or altered. Hence, if Belinda to get her hands on Ysabella's current number, someone must have assisted her. It wasn't difficult to guess who that person might be.A cold smirk appeared on Tyrone's lips as he answered the call, "Hello, Mom."On the other end of the line, Belinda was momentarily taken aback. Hadn't she called Ysabella? Why was Tyrone answering?But none of this affected her good mood. "Oh, Tyrone, how come it's you who answered the phone? Where's Ysabella?""Ysabella went to the restroom, and I picked up when th