Slade felt a blow to his chest at this instant. When he walked in on Mariana and she had turned to look at him, he had thought that she would feel remorseful at least, but looking at the way the things were going... Was she calling security on him? Really? Was she not even taken aback to see him? Couldn't she at least pretend that she cared that he just got out of prison?
He realised that if he let her continue to scream on top of her voice, something else might happen, and he might not end up sorting out his bothers and worries.
He shut his eyes for a moment and took charge of the atmosphere in the room. Concentrating helped him control everything that was around him. With the manipulation of the energy frequencies, he was easily able to break into the mind of Mariana.
Doing this, he could suppress the mind of Mariana and make her lose her thinking ability for a moment.
What he was doing right now was similar to what he did to Candyce when she had fallen into the river. With the aura and energy oozing from Slade's body, he could make the brain of his victim static and unresponsive for a moment.
Although during the situation with Candyce, he had to touch her because he was in close contact with her. But in the case of Mariana, who was standing a couple of distances away from him, he had to use a double reception to highten the frequency. Thereby employing his aura as a tool to make her brain signals fluctuate.
All of this happened under a second, and Mariana could not even shout anymore. She didn't know what was happening to her. She just felt stressed in her head and suddenly felt a slight headache.
She ceased from the screaming and just glared at Slade. She had no idea that Slade had done this, so she couldn't possibly blame him.
Slade was staring directly at her. When he had left his Mamita back at home, his mind was really busy. He had a lot of questions to ask Mariana. When he accosted his ex mother-in-law and father-in-law, his questions piled up, and he couldn't wait to meet Mariana.
But right now that Mariana was just standing a few steps away from him, his head became blank. He just couldn't bring himself to ask the multiple questions he had prepared.
The way she was acting and the fact that she called the security on him made him almost lose his mind. Maybe he expected too much from her. Maybe he shouldn't have expected that much from her.
He opened his mouth slowly to pour his heart out to her,
"Why?" That was the only word that fell from his lips. "What is going on, Mariana?" His brain made further effort to give more context to his worries.
Mariana just stood there glaring. Her facial expression suggested that she was staring at a garbage can. As though Slade were some heap of filth. The disgust in her face was beyond measure.
"Why do you make it sound that way?" Mariana suddenly said.
When she said this, Slade suddenly became interested. What she had just said had the potential of becoming an anticlimax. Slade could only hope at this point.
She started to walk closer to him. She stopped again. She had decided to walk closer because she wanted him to hear her clearly. But also, she didn't want to get too close to him. She must have her own reasons.
"If you say it that way, then you make it sound like I've always liked you." She scoffed, rolling her eyes.
When she scoffed, she pressed two of her fingers to the corner of her left eye to fix something.
"This fool will make me ruin my makeup." She grunted in displeasure, wishing that Slade would vanish into thin air already.
Slade didn't even know what to feel at this point anymore. He had thought that she was about to say something warm when she had said the first statement. It seemed like he got his hopes up for no reason.
"Let me make it extremely clear to you, ex-convict." Mariana continued, raising her voice a little bit higher with lots more boldness.
Slade's veins were pulsing, and his eyes were growing really darker! How could someone like her call him an ex-convict? If it wasn't for her, would he have ever neared the prison his whole life?! Rage burst out in him!
"I was doting on you back then because your family was the hottest thing in the market back then. I thought that dating someone like that would help me gain a dignified social status. It will put me leagues ahead of my friends and mates." She stopped talking for a while as an evil smirk cut across her face.
"Let me even tell you. Six months before you left from prison, I already started hating you. I mean, it wasn't like I've ever liked you. Everything was just for the gain! But when your family's Nyther-Rim Groups was on the verge of bankruptcy six months before you went to prison, I've been looking for a way to break up with you!" She exclaimed.
"You stopped being useful to me ever since that time! You couldn't even buy me a common Hermès Birkin bag. The 11th Lowry edition jewelry was my biggest fantasy back then! You couldn't get it for me. You made my friend steal the spotlight and buy it! You made her steal my shine! I hated you with all of my heart." Her face had turned red, flushed with hate.
"It was such a big relief that you went to the prison. I was able to finally get rid of you." She chuckled as she stopped talking.
At this point, there was a great commotion happening in Slade's body. His spiritual energies and qi properties have been hightened to the extent that all his body organs were beginning to work times hundred their speed. He was caught up in utmost rage.
"Was that why you chose to marry, Vixton? That demon Vixton, whose family burnt my house, hurt my nanny, and even sent construction workers to demolish the house?" Slade asked, trying so hard to suppress the commotion happening in his body.
"Your nanny. Is she still alive?" Mariana scoffed. "That wench is so hard to kill." She said under her breath, not wanting Slade to hear. But Slade caught it.
His eyes turned into blood this time, and he wanted to charge at her.
She continued, laughed softly.
"How can you even prove that Vixton killed your family? Do you have any evidence? You can't even prove it! Unlike you, whom everyone knows as a murderer!" She chuckled. "Who knows, maybe the death of your family is a punishment from the Lord. To rid pollution from the earth..." She cackle
Slade sharply realized that she had not denied that Vixton was the murderer of his entire family.
In a way, it was also an admission.
It seems the rumors are true. Slade was seething with rage. He could snap her neck and then rip her head off her body if he wanted to.
But he rubbed his sole against the floor.
She was right. Slade had no evidence now and could make no accusations. What he needed to do next was to slowly uncover the true faces of these people.
He would have his revenge. Soon, he would make those who had taken everything from him wish they were dead.
Perhaps misunderstanding Slade's silence, Mariana laughed even more wildly.
"Maybe I should invite you to my wedding," she said, "so you, the incompetent fool, can experience the world of the elite."
"Okay," Slade replied.
"What did you say?" Mariana was taken aback. She had intended to humiliate Slade with this offer, not expecting him to agree.
"I said, okay," Slade said with a bloody grin, "As long as you don’t mind if your wedding turns into a funeral."
Suddenly, Mariana felt something dripping from her nostril. She didn't notice at first because she was enjoying tormenting Slade.When she realised, her eyes widened. There was blood pouring from both of her nostrils.She shuddered, cupping her palms to her nose to stop the blood from ruining her gown.There was a tornado of headache in her head. Her head hurt so bad that she almost thought that her skull would crack open."What's happening to me? My head hurts!" Mariana exclaimed.Slade was filled with extreme anger and sadness. It seemed like the more she opened her mouth to speak, the more malevolent and eviller she sounded.Was this the same girl he had dated almost all his life and almost gave his life away for?Was this really the same Mariana he loved so much?Was this the same Mariana who promised never to leave his side?Slade couldn't wrap his head around this. This was just too preposterous and unbelievable to be true! So it happened that she was no any different from her p
Slade didn't bother to want to leave. If he wanted to, he could shove Vixton out of the way and watch him break all his limbs. He could do all this without even breaking a sweat. But right now, he had something else in mind.People like Mariana and Vixton should be made to beg to keep their lives!"I'm in my right senses! It's really you! It's the murderer." Vixton smirked as he continuously accused Slade. "What the hell are you doing here today?"Vixton shook his head for a second."No, that's not the right question. How did you get out of prison? When were you released? Are you alive?" Vixton cackled as though he wished Slade dead. "What gave you the guts to show up on my wedding day?" Vixton's voice was gaining bass, and it seemed like he was beginning to lose his cool"Look around you!" Vixton ordered Slade. As he said this, he also looked around. "Where do you think you are? This is the West Jade Ave! Do you even have any clue what this means? This means that you're in the costli
They arrived at the villa. They didn't have to walk a long distance because the Villa was quite close to the church. Slade could now understand why Candyce had randomly walked to the scene at the cathedral.The villa stood out in the area. It looked really opulent, and its exterior design was very rear. It looked like a design that must have been contracted to one of the best architects in the whole world.Slade didn't want to focus on the building itself. There was an urgent business he had to attend to her. The pressing matter was much more important than the lush gardens that surrounded the building or the crystal private pool that overlooked the ocean view.Candyce was already at the front, pushing the alarm bell of the door. As soon as the doorbell tinged, the door opened from inside. It would seem as though the person behind the door had been expecting someone's presence.Walking through the door was none other than Jendall Kurtis. He was wearing a simple attire, and his face lo
Slade hardly had to resort to exuding aura to intimidate. He didn't like to do it because he believed that people should not be manipulated in order to instill fear or demand respect from them. But in this situation, he had to employ and exude compelling aura in order to get Candyce and the doctor to listen to him!He couldn't let their ego and foolishness cost the life of someone whom he had given his word to! Even if he wouldn't heal Jendall for their sake, he would do it because Jendall trusted and believed in him! Wasn't that one of the core beliefs in divine healing?If Jendall had not trusted him, the old man wouldn't have given him his treasured ring or even invited him to his villa! Also, because of the words that Slade had given to Jendall, he had to heal the man.The aura that had gushed out of Slade's body as he walked forward worked for a while. He didn't want the two to become brainless robots or statues that couldn't decide for themselves. He had to withdraw some aura to
CHAPTER 16."Switch off the air conditioner." Slade ordered out of the blue. Candyce had no reason to argue yet. She found the remote control of the AC and switched it off from the spot. "The pool of sweet has to dry naturally. It might look unnecessary, but it's important in the process." Slade added. "Who are you?" Doctor Huggins couldn't hold himself back anymore. At first, he had wanted to admire Slade from distance and not get too close because he was already looking for someone to blame the death of Jendall on if things didn't go well. But after seeing the technique that Slade had just employed in treating the old man, curiosity got the best of him, and he was now a mere shadow of his desires. Slade turned to look at the doctor. He saw the look of utmost awe crawling up the face of the man. He could still remember how this man was glaring at him earlier. He could remember how the man hardly paid any attention to him earlier. What changed now?"You look like someone who didn
Candyce swoon over her father, hugging him with every fiber in her body. She had thought that she had lost him. She had thought that her father had ended up as a specimen of a failed medical procedure. She couldn't believe that he was finally back to life.The flood that poured from her eyes soaked the portion of the cloth of her father where her face was buried in."You healed my father! You truly healed my father!" She suddenly felt remorseful towards Slade.She recalled that she had said a lot of harsh and unfair words to Slade. She wished to redeem herself at this moment. Her emotions got the best of her, and she has returned to her senses."I'm so sorry for all the evil words I said to you. I didn't mean for them to come out that way. I thought you were trying to extort us and pretend to be who you are not. Please forgive me." Although she was apologizing to him, she didn't leave her father yet.She was such a daddy's girl. The way she was holding her father, it would seem as tho
"It will be an honor for me to be of help to my savior. I'll definitely get you whatever you want." Lord Jendall promised.Slade sighed. He was relieved to hear this.The rest of the materials are enough to help him to build a new arm for Mamita. He hadn't for once forgotten to imagine the pain that Mamita must have been through. Also, the stress that came with doing everything with just one arm! It must have been hell for her.And to think that the poor woman ended up like this because of him and his family. Slade really couldn't forgive himself. His heart became bitter again."But there is something that I can not promise." Lord Jendall broke into his thoughts.Slade became concerned as he looked up at the man again."What do you mean?" He asked, curiosity getting the best of him."To get the material for making a prosthetic vessel would not be the problem, but getting the machine that would make the vessel itself is not ---" The old man trailed for a while.All eyes were on Lord J
Lord Jendall was pleased that his daughter has willingly offered to take Slade to the location. Earlier, his daughter didn't get along with Slade. Perhaps this would be a great time for the two to get to know each other, the old man thought.Slade nodded and bent his body forward respectfully to the old man. He turned around and followed Candyce's lead.Doctor Huggins was too grounded to the spot to decide what he ought to do at that moment.When they walked out of the foyer into the large garage of the building, Slade was in awe of the space.There was a fleet of cars. Exotic cars. Slade observed closely and noticed that on the right hand, there were ranges of popular cars like Rolls-Royce, Chevrolet, Pagani, Bugatti, and several other brands. But on the left hand, there were strangely beautiful cars that he had never seen before.At first, he thought that these cars were products of new companies that just started making automobiles. It wouldn't be farfetched to think this way, since he s