The golden energy slammed Christopher to the wall as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. His memories at first appeared fuzzy from knocking his head on the wall.However, he soon regained his clarity, his eyes knitting in horror, shock, and excitement.He could see Austin's body squirming. The deep gash on his chest and head twisted and wriggled as the tissues wound around one another.Black fluid oozed out of Austin's pores, and each of his breath was accompanied by a dark, foul-smelling gas.From the look on Austin's face, he could tell that his son was going through unbearable pain. Clenching his fists, he could only encourage him to persevere— the elixir was working.He could see the different wounds closing at a speed visible to the naked eye. His son's hair was falling, and even his old skin appeared to be breaking apart from his body.Everything that happened from the moment he forced the elixir into Austin's throat to the present broke logic.It's like… it's like magi
Austin gaped in shock, wondering if he heard right.''Father did you just say that you know who's behind this?'' he asked in a bewildered tone.''Absolutely.'' Christopher chuckled, his eyes revealing a sinister glint.''To think they would be brazen enough to lay their dirty fingers on the sole heir of the Blake family, my only son,'' Christopher smirked, twirling the liquor cup in his hand.''Father, who's behind this whole scheme? Why are they after my life?'' Austin bombarded his father with questions.Phew.Christopher sighed, looking into Austin's eyes with a solemn gaze.''That emblem with the tattoo you just described is the hallmark insignia of the Harl's Group bodyguards.''''The Harl's Group bodyguards?'' Austin narrowed his eyes. ''Who are they, and-''''The Harl's Group is one of the few wannabe giant organizations.''''They operate in the shadows, engaging in all forms of shady business, they don't mind taking any dirty means, so far they can accomplish their goals.'' Ch
A few hours had passed after Austin's meeting with his father. The sudden turn of events still leaving him in a daze.Wrapping himself in a white duvet, his gaze remained on the alabaster ceiling, carved with different, intricate designs interwoven into each other.A myriad of thoughts coursed through his head, from the attempt assassination— or perhaps his actual assassination if the world was sane, and down to the undercurrent his father was just letting him know about.Knitting his brows, he released a long breath, turning to the side close to the olive wall.Just as he turned, he frowned, hearing a soft knock on the door.He didn't realize it, but his heartbeat had skyrocketed, leaving his face flushed with apprehension. With a glance, one could tell that Austin had yet to get over his previous mishap.Fortunately, he was in his father's territory at the moment. He was safe here. This private estate was his citadel, the haven that would protect him regardless of what was coming.A
Three days had already passed since James came to hand over the documents to Austin. And during these past days, everything had happened at a steady pace and mostly uneventful.Austin had intended to go back to his private residence. However, his father didn't buy the idea one bit.He insisted on Austin staying with him in the family mansion. That way, he would be able to react, should anything happen, in addition to how safe this place was compared to Austin's building.Moreover, it would be better if they kept the news of Austin being alive under the roof. No one knew what their opponents were brewing in the shadows, and seeing the supposed dead heir out in the open again would draw unnecessary attention that Austin's father was avoiding… at least for now.Although Austin had nothing pressing to do during his stay here, he hadn't stayed idle either. He had been diligent with his routines— cultivation particularly.Austin was far from a retard, even if his father made it seem as thou
Austin tilted his brows as he saw the wall slide open, revealing an lift.The lift exuded a soft brilliance that was comfortable to the eyes, and under the lead of James, the duo entered the lift.Checking that Austin was beside him, James set the floor number of where they were headed before retracting his hands.After a few minutes of uneventful silence, Austin felt the lift come to a halt as its door opened to the new floor.Still following James like a curious, obedient kid, Austin walked into the new floor. As soon as he stepped his feet to the floor, though… he froze.His eyes swept through the surroundings, his eyes twitching with mixed feelings.''This house won't stop surprising me, eh?'' He clicked his tongue, his eyes stuck on the fleet of cars.Contrary to what he imagined, James actually brought him to one of the private garages, and the car line-ups were breathtaking.''Thirty cars?'' Austin said in a hushed tone.''And what's up with the limited editions, good God.'' He
“What's going on?'' Austin rolled his eyes, puzzled over the outrage in the distance.He could see a mob around the hotel's perimeter, just adjacent to the building.Rants, chants, angry roars and curses filled the air like a thick smoke, swallowing the peaceful atmosphere.Piqued by curiosity, Austin decided to check what the commotion was all about. Clicking his tongue, he loosened his grip on the door that led to the reception, making a swift turn.Fortunately, no one came with him to the hotel, at least not openly as far as his sight could tell him.Otherwise, knowing his father's bodyguards, they would've persuaded him to ignore the fuss and make his way to the hotel just as he intended.“I'm just taking a look, right?''“Just a few seconds and I'll be back.” Austin grinned, reassuring himself that he wouldn't be long.A few moments later, Austin was already outside the hotel premises, moving closer to the uproar. Soon, a frown found its way on his face as he approached the mob.
“Just watch how I handle this, eyesore,'' Alice, Austin's former mother-in-law said.After punching the phone screen a few times, she brought it to her ears, her face a shade of contempt and anticipation.Fortunately for her, whoever she was trying to call didn't disappoint as they answered after the second beep *Hello, Mr Thomas.'' Alice mustered a smile, caressing her short hair.“Yes, I was caught up in a tiny inconvenience, I don't know if you could be of assistance.'' she squeezed her face still maintaining her crooked smile.“Oh, what's that? And you can just call me Thomas,'' the voice from the other end said, his tone unreadable.“Ah… alright Thomas,'' she gulped in between giggles, her eyes glaring at Austin in disdain.“I fell into the hands of some damn scammers. Honestly, I didn't see this coming, and, and… they just ran away with quite a huge amount of money.'' Alice complained, her forehead creasing in annoyance.“Oh, which scanner is that?'' Thomas asked, his voice ree
“The main issue now is that almost everyone here will go bankrupt if they don't get the money back… so I'm hoping you could take over the case,” Alice said, her eyes riddled with self-pity.“Is it that bad?“ Thomas frowned, his thoughts unknown to all.“Yes… some women here are nursing mothers, and I've told them that I know someone who can bring us out of this mess.“ Alice straightened her shoulders, her face beaming with pride.She had long taken over the role of Mother Teresa, seeing the pitiful masses. However, her aim was far from sincere kindness.Just like her daughter, she loved being in the spotlight even if she couldn't afford the means.Therefore, she contacted Thomas so he could beat the weight of her insatiable greed for fame.“A celebrity wannabe.“ Austin spat inwardly, his thoughts filled with contempt.If he hadn't been in contact with this old hag for years now, he would've been fooled too. Just like others had presently.“Oh?“ Thomas' eyebrows curled up, hearing Alic