The big announcement from Ella had came as a shock to everyone, including the Monroe’s family. And Simon, upon hearing the news had tried to persuade Ella from changing her mind.
He had immediately walked over to approach her. “Miss Queen, I think you might have made a mistake.” He said. “What do you mean?” Ella asked. “This guy here is just a country bum. How would you decide to wed to him? How did you even know him in the first place? We are quite influential in our family and our youths are very successful, they can help you financially with multiple business ideas. You shouldn’t waste your time on a trash like him.” Of course, Simon was talking about himself. He was the only successful person in their family. He was hoping Ella would decide to marry into their family, and if possible, cancel the wedding with the Monroe’s family. So he was trying to badmouth Ray so Ella would decide against marrying him. “Mr Simon, when I came here, did I say I came for the Grayson family, or to wed one of your youths?” Simon shook his head negatively to Ella’s question. “And how dare you try to lecture me on what to do and not to do?!” Ella roared. “I’m sorry Miss Queen, I didn’t mean to say it like that. It’s just that Ray is a trash who doesn’t deserve to be married to a goddess like you.” Simon felt like he must have step on the toes of Ella, so he was trying to set things right. However, the next action from Ella had shocked him. A loud sound echoed through the halls of the room as Simon was slapped across the face by Ella. “Why did you hit me, Miss Queen?” Simon cried, clasping his burning cheek. “How dare you call my future husband a trash! One call from me and you’ll lose everything you’ve managed to gather over the years.” Ella was very well aware of Simon’s identity as a junior officer in the army. But she wasn’t fazed at all as she had many connections in the army. With her threat, she knew he won’t try to do anything stupid. But that wasn’t all, she needed to warn the general public too. She was surprised that Ray wasn’t doing anything despite being called names, considering his position in his society. Then she realised that he was only doing this to keep a low profile. In turn for whatever reason he was doing this, she would use her own influence to keep him safe. “From now on, anyone that calls my future husband any name apart from Ray, would be dealt with seriously. Insulting him is like insulting me too. I won’t take such an offence levity!” The words from Ella was loud and clear, and no one would dare try to go against it. At least not in her presence. After saying her bit, Ella had grabbed Ray’s hands as they left the place. This series of actions had humiliated the Monroe’s family and Simon. But the most affected was Simon. He still had his hands placed across his cheek from where he was slapped by Ella. His brows creasing deeply with anger, but it wasn’t Ella he held a grudge against, it was instead Ray. He felt like Ray was the reason he lost his pride today. He was regretting to have listened to his father and not have fought him back then. … Outside the Monroe’s family mansion, Ella and Simon had just gotten to where the two Rolls Royce car was parked. Different guards were stationed around the place, and that includes the ones that had followed Ella inside. “Too much display for repaying only a debt.” Ray finally said. But he wasn’t talking about the cars, he was talking about Ella’s action to the Monroe and Grayson’s family. “Ahah, how else could I repay my saviour. If it’s not by humiliating those that were humiliating him.” “I was fine by myself. Your intervention was unnecessary.” Ray argued his point. “Says the one whose engagement didn’t later went through.” Ella said. “That was because I was cheated…” “And yet you had that under control…?” Ella inquired. “What about you? I thought you were supposed to marry a very wealthy man, did that work out for you?” “I couldn’t marry him,… not after our relationships yesterday.” Ella said, staring into Ray’s eyes. “I think the two of us might be meant for each together.” “Is that why you announced to everyone that we’re couples and are about to get married?” Ray asked. “Do you have any idea that what you did had just ruined my plan?” “I’m… sorry. I didn’t mean to…” Ella was starting to feel bad. However, the conversation was cut short when the cell phones from both of them started to ring at the same time. “Excuse me, I need to take this.” Ella excused herself and so did Ray, who had immediately walked off in a distance, away from the ears of anyone. “Hi boss, I just found a new lead.” Ray’s subordinate said on the phone. Right after dropping Ray at the Monroe’s mansion, he had ordered her to leave the premises. This was done so no one will learn of his secret identity. “Fill me in.” “It seems like your parents are in some type of secret organisation called ‘the STARS’ and this organisation seems to have a hand in their death. I will send you the list of the members. Although, it is a very old list as some of the members are already dead. But very soon, we might be able to find the list of the new members.” The list was sent to Ray’s phone and the names of those he found in it had surprised him greatly. “I couldn’t be surprised if the name of the Monroe’s family is there. But this…” “The Queen’s family…” “I guess my plan wasn’t ruined after all.”While Ray went off to take his call, Ella as well was having a call with someone, though it doesn’t seem like a pleasant one. The call had ended pretty quickly and Ella couldn’t help but sigh wearingly. “Well, news nowadays travels faster, thanks to the internet. Now how do I tell everyone that I was rejected.” Right after saying this, she could see Ray approaching her. “Alright, let’s go.” Ray said as he opened the door of the car. “Where.. are we going?” Ella was dumbfounded. “I thought we’re meant to see your parents. You know,… after the big announcement you made.” He replied. “Wait, you’re not rejecting me?!” Ella exclaimed. “Why will I reject you? You know, you seem kind of odd around me lately, I thought you were going to threaten me to marry you. But your actions to me so far,… it doesn’t seem like the lady from this morning who kept on calling me a scum.” “Ahah, that morning, I was a little bit frightened and shocked. So I must have lashed out at you harshly.
Ella stood tall, her slender figure radiating an aura of quiet confidence as she faced her stepmother. Her eyes, a deep shade of indigo, flashed with defiance, sparkling with a fierce determination that seemed to dare her stepmother to contradict her. The air in the room was heavy with tension, the silence between them palpable and oppressive, weighing heavily on the shoulders of both women. "No, I won't marry him," Ella declared, her voice firm and resolute, each word enunciated with precision and conviction. Her words hung suspended in the air, a bold challenge to her stepmother's authority, a direct affront to the carefully laid plans that had been orchestrated for her. The room seemed to hold its breath, awaiting the response that would inevitably follow such a brazen declaration. Her stepmother's face transformed into a deep crimson hue, her eyes bulging with indignation as if they might burst from their sockets at any moment. The veins on her neck and forehead stood out
As the door closed behind Helen and her family, Ella felt a wave of emotion wash over her, like a tsunami crashing onto the shore, sweeping away her defenses and leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. The weight of her family's manipulation and control had been crushing her for so long, a constant, oppressive force that had been slowly suffocating her, draining the life from her very soul. And now, alone in the living room, she felt her defenses crumbling, like a fortress breached by a relentless enemy. The walls she had built around herself, the protective barriers that had kept her emotions at bay, were finally beginning to crack, allowing the pent-up emotions to flood out.She sank down onto the couch, her body shaking with sobs, great, racking gasps that seemed to tear through her very being. She had always been an emotional girl, quick to tears whenever she was hurt or upset, and today's conversation with her family had left her feeling raw and vulnerable, like an open wound
Ray's gaze settled on Ella, and his expression softened as he grasped the desperation of her situation, his eyes filled with a deep understanding and empathy. Memories, long buried, began to resurface, and he felt an inexplicable connection to her plight, as if the threads of their past experiences were somehow intertwined. His own parents had perished in a car accident when he was just five years old, a tragedy that had left an indelible mark on his life. The official story had always seemed fishy to him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to their deaths than he had been told, a nagging sense of doubt that had haunted him for years. After their passing, Ray had been taken in by his maternal grandfather, Munroe, a man who had seemed kind and benevolent on the surface, but had ultimately proved to be cold and calculating. However, instead of finding solace and comfort in the Munroe household, he had been treated as an outsider, a mere charity case, a child
Ray's mind was a jumble of emotions as he struggled to process the bombshell Ella had just dropped, a revelation that had left him reeling, his thoughts in disarray. His eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing as he searched for answers, his mind racing with questions, each one tumbling over the other in a maddening cascade. How did she know? How did she find out? The questions swirled in his head like a maelstrom, each one sparking a new wave of unease, a growing sense of discomfort that seemed to spread through him like a stain.He had taken every precaution to keep his identity as a five-star general hidden from the world, shielding his true self behind a mask of anonymity. It was a secret known only to a select few: the President, a handful of senators, and a few high-ranking ministers. The fact that Ella had somehow uncovered his true identity sent a chill down his spine, a shiver of fear that seemed to lodge in the pit of his stomach. It was a breach of security, a violation of trust,
As Ray stepped out of Ella's place, the cool evening air enveloped him, providing a welcome respite from the tension that had been building up inside him. The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the distant chirping of crickets, a soothing serenade that helped to calm his frazzled nerves. He made his way to his sleek, black SUV, a customized Cadillac Escalade with tinted windows and a chrome-plated grill that gleamed in the fading light. The vehicle's LED headlights cast a warm, golden glow on the pavement as he approached, illuminating the subtle curves and contours of the SUV's sleek design.As he slid into the driver's seat, he felt the soft, premium leather envelop him, cradling his body in comfort. The dashboard's digital display flickered to life, casting a soft blue glow on his face that highlighted the sharp angles and planes of his features. He started the engine, and the vehicle's V8 engine purred smoothly, its deep rumble a soothing soundtrack t
As Ray stood up from the couch, he felt the weight of his responsibilities bearing down on him like a physical force, crushing him beneath its oppressive yoke. The burden of his position as a general and a member of the powerful Munroe family, with all its attendant privileges and obligations, had always been a heavy one, but he had never felt the pressure as keenly as he did now. The intricate web of alliances and rivalries between the powerful families, a complex and ever-shifting tapestry of intrigue and deception, was undergoing a seismic transformation, and Ray found himself at the very center of the storm, with the winds of change howling around him like a chorus of the damned.He rubbed his tired eyes, feeling the weight of his exhaustion settling upon him like a shroud. The strain of the past few days, with its relentless barrage of challenges and setbacks, had taken a heavy toll on his physical and mental reserves, leaving him feeling drained, depleted, and dangerously vuln
As Ray finished getting ready, he walked over to his spacious closet, its walls lined with an impressive array of tailored suits, crisp dress shirts, and elegant ties. He began to select his attire for the day, carefully choosing each piece to ensure that he presented himself with the dignity and respect that the occasion demanded. He chose a sleek black suit, perfectly tailored to accentuate his broad shoulders and lean physique, the fabric draping elegantly across his body. The suit was a masterpiece of tailoring, its clean lines and classic cut exuding an air of sophistication and refinement.He paired the suit with a crisp white shirt, its starched collar and cuffs adding a touch of elegance to the overall ensemble. The shirt was made of the finest cotton, its smooth texture and subtle sheen catching the light as Ray moved. Finally, he added a black tie, its simple yet elegant design the perfect complement to the suit and shirt. The overall effect was one of understated sophistica
[Final Chapter]Everyone was shocked. Everyone looked at this young man in white. His methods were truly terrifying. Executing five team leaders with just one sentence? The team leader and the four deputies must all die! Zayn Ziegler’s eyes were filled with shock and anger. He cupped his fists and knelt on one knee. “Tony Wally and the others are in the wrong, but their crimes do not warrant death. Please show mercy, Northern King!” Zayn still dared to plead for mercy? For such a scandal to happen in the Quill team, Zayn was not strict enough to discipline them. He could not escape the blame! Tristan Yandell was so angry that he laughed. “You still dare to plead for mercy? The Quill team is right under your nose, hiding evil and doing evil. As the commander, you are useless. You can’t escape punishment!” Tony and the others looked at the young man in white in disbelief.Ray was dressed in a snow-white robe, with a black cloak wrapped around his shoulders. The golden Qilin patt
In actual fact, these two people had known each other for more than ten years and had formed a deep relationship in the northern territory. However, in terms of status, Zayn Ziegler was more than a level lower than Tristan Yandell. Back in the northern territory, Tristan was ranked among the five heavenly kings. His status was only lower than Cripple Carden’s. Later, Tristan was transferred to the capital garrison and remained silent for three years. To outsiders, his strength had not increased at all. This made Zayn feel a little smug. As a ninth-level War God, he had already forgotten the majesty of heavenly king Yandell! “We’re both ninth-level War Gods, but there’s still a huge difference between us!” Tristan said coldly. “Don’t go too far!” Zayn’s gaze was unfriendly. “You country bumpkin!” Tristan’s eyes were filled with disdain. Zayn was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. In the next moment, the two of them attacked each other. Zayn waved his fist, but it
Zayn Ziegler could not help but be shocked and angry. If the king of the northern territory had a plane crash on a rainy night right on this spot, he, Zayn Ziegler, would die a hundred times to atone for his sins! If Ray were to fall, who would be able to control the ten legions of the northern army? A million black-robed elites only respected King Ray! Even King Cole Colbie could only intimidate them for a moment, not suppress them forever. Luther Carden, Yuri Qualls, and many other powerful people, all of whom had their own armies under their command, only respected the Northern King! If Ray died here, the soldiers of the north would definitely sweep through the provincial capital, Quill, and bury the tens of millions of people in the provincial capital with their commander! The northern army did not respect heaven and earth, nor did they fear ghosts and gods. They only believed in the sword in their hands. They pursued the concept of killing as protection! The millions of e
At the entrance of the Quill main team’s headquarters. Zayn Ziegler’s steps were like a tiger’s, and an invisible pressure made Tony Wally and the others turn pale. He was the dignified Warblade of the Central Plains, the Commander of the three provinces of the Central Plains, and he had jurisdiction over seventy-two cities. It could be said that within the three provinces, Zayn was the most respected! His sacred majesty was ever-present. The stupid things that Tony and the others had done really annoyed Zayn. The Quill main team could not arrest the people of the Northern King! The Quill team was directly managed by his central Hansworth team. How would King Ray view Zayn? Would others say that Zayn had been the Commander of the Central Plains for so many years and no longer cared about the former commander anymore? If the news got out, Gordon Lowe would kill Zayn! The commander had a high position and great power, but Gordon never took him seriously. If Zayn dared to betra
Younes Cross had clearly already expected this, so he naturally had no objections. The new president of the Chamber of Commerce was Braydon Neal, and he had the final say. However, there were some things that Grandpa Younes could not say. “Ray, Grandfather Younes has a favor to ask of you,” Louis Gibson said. “Dad, Grandpa Younes, just say what you want to say!” Ray wanted the old man to feel at ease. After all, the Gibson family of three had received a great favor from him! A life-saving grace! Without this old man’s help back then, Louis and his wife would have died long ago, and the seven-year-old Ray would have also been wiped out on that rainy night. The Gibson family would remember this kindness! Furthermore, the friendship between Younes Cross and Graham Gibson from the older generation was something that could not be forgotten in Braydon’s generation. “To be honest, I’m too embarrassed to even bring this up!” Old Master Younes smiled bitterly. “The Cross Corporation
Ray really enjoyed the forging process. Tristan Yandell smiled bitterly. “Big Brother, using light and dark forces to refine weapons will hurt you. Take a break before you continue.” “It’s fine, when a grandmaster-level blacksmith reaches king level, he can use his ability to offset the damage.” Ray said calmly. Tristan’s mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes. Ray was just rubbing it in his face about not being at the king level. Old Man Zito pulled Kendrick Lua away and said in an unfriendly tone, “Refund the money!” “Alright, I’ll give you the money later. Let me watch from the side. This is the first time I’ve seen a grandmaster blacksmith forge a weapon!” Kendrick was on the verge of tears. Was he someone who lacked three hundred thousand dollars? Even if he offered three million, he might not be able to get such a close view of a weapon forged by a grandmaster blacksmith, let alone three hundred thousand. Kendrick also knew that this might be the only time in his life
Old Man Zito was an old hooligan. He rolled up his sleeves and demanded for a refund. “You Neals are being bullies!” Kendrick Lua stood up angrily. “Who’s bullying you? Just give me back my money!” Old Man Zito’s eyes were not kind. He would not leave without getting a refund. Before Kendrick could speak. Tristan Yandell said angrily, “If we wanted to bully you, you’d already be a corpse!” “Hmph!” Kendrick’s expression was ugly. Ray Gibson stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. “Boss Lua, don’t misunderstand us. We didn’t come here to humiliate you. Because in front of me, you are not worthy of my humiliation!” This sentence was even more excessive than Tristan’s. His words were calm and unhurried, but Kendrick felt that this was the greatest humiliation ever! What did he mean when he said that he did not even have the right to be humiliated! Kendrick’s eyes were filled with anger. A level-nine warrior was the top martial artist in Preston city. Tristan smiled. “
After Tristan Yandell said that, Liam Gibson’s eyes went dull, and he was totally stunned. There were eight grandmaster blacksmiths in the northern army, and they were all Ray’s disciples? This was too terrifying! When Ray was in the northern territory, he reorganized the database of the north, including the library, and ordered the collection of forging techniques of various eras. Westley Hader used his authority as the governor to access the capital’s database and shared it with the north. The five commanders behind the five main teams, Gordon Low and the others, did not say anything. They sorted out the various incomplete ancient scrolls and sent them to the north. Ray had spent half a year to sort out all the ancient books and come up with a complete grandmaster’s way of refining artifacts. In just two years, he had trained eight grandmaster blacksmiths for the northern army! More importantly, the northern army had mastered the complete art of weapon refinement. It meant
This left the opportunity to release the light and dark forces throughout every part of Tristan Yandell’s body. It was equivalent to indirectly weakening Tristan’s bottleneck. Logan Hall obediently stood to the side. In a conversation regarding this realm, he, a newly advanced warrior, was completely unable to interject! However, Tristan’s grasp of the king-level technique meant that once he entered the marquis realm, he would be a different existence. This kind of martial artist was invincible in the same realm! In the Gibson family’s manor, there were also people who had not rested all night. That was Liam Gibson! He had experienced the black market incident and knew that he was too weak. He had wasted thirteen years, and now he wanted to catch up. When Ray Gibson arrived, he saw his fourth uncle in the villa, holding a black iron spear and tirelessly practicing the king-level technique, violent spear. “Fourth Uncle, take a break before you continue.” Ray pushed the door o