Reincarnated Trillionaire Tycoon

Stefan

Stefan awaited the return of his men with a mix of anticipation and impatience. He had sent them on a mission—one that should have been simple, straightforward. But as the moments stretched into agonizing silence, a gnawing sense of unease crept into his thoughts.

When the men finally staggered back to him, their faces twisted with pain and anguish, Stefan's heart sank like a stone. For a moment, he couldn't recognize them, their disheveled appearance a stark contrast to the composed figures he had sent out.

Tears streamed down their cheeks, their sobs echoing through the stillness of the night like a mournful lament. Stefan's initial disbelief gave way to a seething rage, his fury boiling over like a cauldron of molten steel.

How could they have failed? How could they have faltered at such a seemingly trivial task? The very thought of their incompetence incensed Stefan beyond measure, igniting a firestorm of fury within him.

Without a second thought, he reached for his gun, his finge