After hanging up, Eleanor took Alexander’s arm: “Come with me tomorrow.”“Sure, I’d love to see what this high school heartthrob of yours is like.” Alexander teased.Eleanor rolled her eyes playfully at him and began chatting about her thoughts.At the same time, Norwood’s father, Kameron Parks, received a phone call from the Parks family mansion at Crystal. After listening, Kameron was left in stunned silence.“Mr. Parks, my son has been traumatized and is seeing a therapist. What he told you is the truth—your son’s really in serious trouble. You’d better contact Golden Harbor to find out exactly what happened.” the voice on the other end said.Kameron’s face contorted with rage, his expression fierce: “Damn it! Whoever dared harm my son will pay with their life!” he spat.“Mr. Parks, please hold yourself together. My son is mentally unstable. I can’t talk any longer.” the caller said before hanging up.Furious, Kameron threw his phone across the room.“What’s wrong, sir?” the butler
Abraham Mark wore a tailored suit crafted by a top-notch tailor, standing with his hands clasped outside the meeting room door.At that moment, Abraham was like a blade drawn from its sheath, exuding a chilling presence, with an imposing aura radiating from him.As a senior healthcare attorney in the country, Abraham Mark had won numerous medical malpractice cases, but this was the first time in his career that he was suing a pharmaceutical enterprise.In the past, his cases were mostly due to doctor errors, where victories led to hospitals compensating the patients’ families with hundreds of millions of dollars. However, suing a pharmaceutical enterprise was different. If this lawsuit succeeded, Abraham would open a new field and gain even more fame and fortune.This was a battle that had to be won, especially with the support of the Parks family. Let alone a small pharmaceutical firm like the Marshalls, even a large-scale pharmaceutical company wouldn’t be out of Abraham’s reach.Mo
The legal counsel having heard Abraham’s name on the way, entered the conference room with a sense of dread. Carefully, he glanced at Abraham.“Teacher... Teacher Mark, why are you here? I’m a graduate student mentored by Professor Cameron Gross. Professor Gross and you are... classmates, right?” The legal counsel tried to establish rapport, hoping it might smooth things over.Abraham glanced at the legal counsel with disdain.“Professor Gross? He dares call himself a professor? His students are as mediocre as he is. Don’t bother trying to connect with me. When I take a case, I keep emotions out of it.”The legal counsel flushed, embarrassed, as he moved to stand by Walden’s side.“It’s not that I lack ability, but he’s exceptionally skilled in medical litigation. I’m nowhere near his level, let alone close enough to win.”Walden looked at his legal counsel, already knowing his capabilities. Handling standard cases was one thing, but to argue with Abraham in court was out of the questi
Rubin in his usual grandiose manner, exclaimed: "Oh heavens, my God, surely the Lord has great favor for Young Master Reynolds. Who knew Young Master Reynolds was such a legal expert? You truly surprise me.”His exaggerated tone echoed through the meeting room, causing Abraham to pause and reflect.The latest additional interpretation? Practical application standards?What on earth was all that?The beast inside Abraham roared in frustration, unable to decipher what Alexander was talking about.One of his lawyers started searching on his phone. Moments later, with a pained expression, he handed the phone to Abraham.“Here’s the latest additional interpretation and the practical application standards issued last night. We were too busy to read this part last night.”Abraham quickly grabbed the phone, scanned the contents on the screen, and then looked as if he’d been struck by lightning.“Damn it! Why didn’t you notice this last night? All the preparations have been for nothing!” Abrah
Although Christian wasn’t part of the Dragon Sect, having a master in the Dragon Sect was enough for Kameron. Even if Christian couldn’t handle Alexander, wasn’t there still his master?"May I ask who the master of the Dragon Leader is?" Kameron asked."The name of my master—telling you wouldn’t help, you wouldn’t know him. My grandmaster in the Dragon Sect is the Eighth Dragon King, known within the Dragon Sect as Mr. Joaquin."Christian spoke proudly.This year, with this connection, Christian had made quite a bit of money in business, and he was genuinely regarded as Joaquin’s disciple.Moreover, his move to settle in the city was because Christian had caught wind of some information—he knew Joaquin was planning to deal with some punk in Golden Harbor. Christian had been thinking about how he could assist Joaquin, hoping to stay close to Joaquin’s favor.Kameron gestured to the old butler, who handed over a set of documents to Christian."This is information on the person you’re to
Romina quickly moved to Jamel’s side, nudging him lightly: “Why are you just standing there? Isn’t it trendy abroad to greet people with kisses on the hand or cheek, or even a hug? Hurry up and greet Eleanor.”Jamel snapped back to reality and walked over to Eleanor, smiling. Just as he extended his arms to hug her, Alexander stepped in front of her.“Keep your little greetings to yourself. My wife was just a high school classmate to you. She doesn’t even remember your name. A handshake isn’t necessary.” Alexander smiled as he spoke.Jamel’s brow furrowed, his eyes blazing as he looked Alexander up and down
Jamel's face turned cold as he stared at Carl's lifeless body: “Linus, kill him!" he ordered icily."This..." Linus hesitated briefly, but then nodded slowly: “Yes!"Linus understood Jamel's status well and knew that disobeying him was not an option."You’re strong, killing Carl with such ease was beyond my expectations. But I’m stronger than Carl, because I have the Vajra bloodline!"Linus raised his arms, and his already muscular frame swelled instantly. His outer shirt tore apart with a loud ripping sound, revealing rock-hard muscles that bulged all over his body.With the power of the Vajra bloodline, Linus’s strength could increase three to five times in an instant, and his resilience was significantly heightened.Linus had once used his Vajra bloodline to storm the heavily guarded residence of a gang leader, surviving over ten gunshot wounds and still managing to kill the gang leader and his bodyguards with ease.His extraordinary defense, impervious even to bullets, had saved h
Thud! Linus’s massive frame crumpled to the ground, motionless save for his labored breathing. His wide-open eyes reflected his undying disbelief.Though his bloodline granted him remarkable resilience, Linus was utterly incapacitated. Even twitching a finger was beyond him now. He lay there, lifeless in all but the technical sense.Jamel’s heart froze. Throughout the fight, he hadn’t managed a single opportunity to act. Watching Linus fall so effortlessly, Jamel realized that even if he pushed his body to its limits, he stood no chance against Alexander.How could Alexander be this powerful? Was it even possible for anyone to surpass genetically modified humans like himself?Jamel screamed internally. Slowly, he began to back away, putting distance between himself and Alexander.“What’s wrong? Already too scared to make a move?” Alexander asked with a faint smile.Jamel glanced toward a nearby window, regaining a sliver of composure. All he needed was an escape route: “Who... who are