Jackson had a smile on his face. With a triumphant look, he turned his gaze to Naomi. With a haughty tone in his voice, he uttered. “I think you can send the cleaner home. We have someone to clean the dishes after all!” The young Lord glared at Jackson and clicked his tongue. Content poured out of his eye sockets. The people in the restaurant felt the ominous aura emitting from him. They didn’t know who the young man was. Someone with enough influence who could get Mr. Pearl with just a phone call. Let alone brush out one hundred million in cash. Jackson walked toward Alicia. With a gentle pat on her head, Jackson turned around and glared at the dumbfounded young Lord, whom he approached with an icy stare. “Oh, and don’t waste the food. Please enjoy it!” “As if you could really command me…”, He brushed it off and snorted. “Trash!” Jackson placed his hand on young Jones’ shoulder. “Is that what a noble’s word is worth?” He brushed it off and glared daggers at Jackson. “None of yo
The week was soon over, and the night of the grant banquet arrived. The Raven family frantically ran around the estate for last-minute preparations. Certainly Jackson got the invitation as well. The one thing Jackson had a weird feeling about was the big news the Raven family wanted to announce. He got word from Rina and the way she said it sounded suspicious. Jackson arrived at the estate by taxi. It wasn’t much for him to get his own driver like the rest of the guests who showed up in all kinds of luxurious vehicles, but he didn’t see a point in showing off his wealth. Just as he got off, he came across the youngster from the Ivory House and his father. As soon as the young Lord saw Jackson, he grew pale and glued his eyes to the ground. His father let out a sigh of disappointment and smiled bitterly at Jackson. Jackson smiled and walked past them. Once inside, a servant showed him to a table relatively far from where the Raven family sat. This treatment didn’t surprise Jacks
All eyes turned to Jackson. A young man no one knew who sat in the furthest corner of the garden had the power to order the ban of a family from none other than the glorious Rikelia Group.Jackson, having achieved his goal, was about to leave. Irwin remembered a detail the other seemed to have forgotten. He hastily approached Jackson and, in a domineering tone, commanded. “Kneel, pest!”Alistair Brown heard what Irwin said and, confused, looked at the old patriarch. “What’s your grandson doing?”“Hm? Oh, a while back, we put the chip on him when he kicked him out of the family.”Jackson chuckled. “Idiot!”Both Alistair Brown and the patriarch had shocked expressions on their faces. The old man from the Brown family, visibly surprised, uttered. “It didn’t work! Defective chip?”As soon as he felt the eyes of pity glaring at him, Irwin’s face turned crimson from anger. He turned around and shouted. “What are you looking at? Just a minute ago, you groveled at my feet like worms!”The pat
A month passed since the bombing of Alpha Tower. News reached every house in Southfield. Some felt bliss in their hearts, whereas others mourned Jackson’s loss.The Raven Family took a plunge they couldn’t get out of. The major families cut all communications with them and canceled projects, proposals, and any future business dealings with them.The old patriarch lost every ounce of strength he had and fallen ill. His children fought one another for the inheritance of the Raven family while they waited for the old man to die.The girl managing The Elegant Rose Naomi Walker closed the restaurant indefinitely when she ventured out in the world, unable to believe Jackson had passed away.Even though she met resistance from her Mother, she refused to stay there without confirming the rumors herself. The media, controlled by the Rikelia Group, spread the news regarding Jackson’s demise.Damien Shaw pulled his daughter out of the Raven Family in time. Rina stayed enclosed, refusing to leave
In front of her divine beauty, Jackson could only remain speechless. The young woman introduced herself with grace. Words escape his mouth unwillingly as if an invisible force urged him to speak. “N-Nice to meet you!”Elena chuckled after seeing his embarrassed state. She looked at her dad and smiled before returning to the car. Warren patted Jackson on the shoulder and walked towards the car, leaving Jackson frantically trying to catch up.Just before opening the car’s door, Jackson glanced at the wooden log cabin with visible nostalgia on his face. He spent the last month recuperating here. He grew attached to the place, but in his heart, he understood this was simply a step. His eyes beamed with vigor when he turned his gaze toward Southfield. “My journey began. I’ll return to you!”In his mind, the faces of those he held the dearest flashed in mere seconds. In his heart lingered the necessity for revenge. He raised his hand as if he was trying to grasp the city in his palm and squ
“Auction House?”Jackson, lost in thought, remembered Mr. Pearl’s words about the one of the most prominent families in the world, owning an establishment like that. He quickly dismissed the thought, though.Warren saw the confusion in the young man’s eyes and chuckled. “What’s on your mind?”“It’s just… Even if my grandfather is that old man, why would you help a nobody like me…?”“I’m simply repaying a favor!”“Even in a million years, whatever you do won’t be enough, Warren!”Shivers run down their spines and blood froze in their veins when the woman’s domineering voice crept behind them. Jackson had surprise written all over his face and wanted to ask more, but hesitated.Warren turned around and saw his wife. The alluring woman walked towards Jackson and patted his head, making him blush. “Young man, you don’t have to worry about trivial things. We will help you the best we can!”After the last word came out of her mouth, she glared at her husband with a chill emanating from her
Blood drained from the faces of everyone present when the price of the bid went higher than that of the young Lord Brown. A chatter of disbelief like a wave washed the auditorium.“Who is the arrogant fellow?”“Doesn’t he know what happens when you offend the Brown family?”“He’s courting death! Let him be!”Elena, although worried it would escalate outside her control, kept her calm, and continued. “Two hundred thousand! Do I hear another?”The young Lord from the Brown family clicked his tongue. “Humph! Five hundred thousand, and if anyone raises the price, don’t blame my family for not forgiving you!”“Six hundred thousand!”Jackson’s thunderous voice echoed in the Auction House. It left everyone speechless, including Elena. The Brown family wasn’t an existence one should offend.Gritting his teeth, he shouted. “One million!”Jackson’s voice reverberated in the auditorium. “One million five hundred!”He didn’t care. One thing he was certain of, there was no way he'd let his mother’
Before they went on the road, Elena called Warren and informed him of the situation regarding the necklace they received from the West family. “As I told you earlier, daddy, we need to verify that it’s not the same necklace, otherwise we will have to deal with the blowback of such a humiliation…”Although he was reluctant to let them go, he agreed to in the end. If the West family indeed used such a means for a profit, they had to put an end to it. “Very well, but be careful. Let me remind you that the world thinks Jackson is dead. If someone recognizes him, it’ll cause an uproar.”With Elena behind the wheel, she drove to the cemetery where Jackson buried his parents. It took them a few hours to get there from Cloud Manor. The cemetery was on the outskirts of King Hill.Upon laying eyes on the home his family raised him, a surge of mixed feelings flooded his heart. A complex expression of sadness, anger slowly built up and fastened his heartbeat. The blood in his veins boiled. He cle
The policeman grabbed Jackson’s hand. With a solemn expression, he uttered. “Please come quietly. The homeless man passed away. I have to bring you in for questioning.” The young man stood next to the policeman with his hands crossed and a grin painted on his face. He rolled his eyes and sneered. “Serves you right!” Jackson remained unfazed. He didn’t commit the crimes they suggested, but he still felt a knot in his stomach. “I’ll go with you, but none of your claims are correct.” Without a single word leaving his mouth, the policeman approached Jackson and cuffed him. He then turned to the grinning young man. “We got him, young Master Bacco.” With hurried steps, the wealthy young man closed the distance between him and the overjoyed policeman, then smacked him on the head. He leaned to his ear and whispered. “Shut up, idiot! Just take him away…” “Y-Yes sir!” Right then, Jackson’s worries were justified by that minor exchange between those two. Instead of talking his way out of
Screech! The sharp sound of the tires against the asphalt and burning rubber from the friction turned the heads of everyone present, horrifying them at the same time. Their mouths gaped when they saw a woman floating mid-air before she fell on the rough asphalt. She groaned and spewed blood, adding to the formed crimson pool. Jackson, without wasting a second, rushed to her side. “Someone call an ambulance!” He gently tacked her hair away from her face. The girl’s eyes followed his movement. Visibly frightened, she shivered. Jackson held her hand and patted her head. “It’s going to be okay.” His soothing voice brought about a calmness in her rapid heartbeat. Unable to believe their widened eyes, those present held their mouths with their trembling hands. Muffled voices of fright reached Jackson’s ears. “Hmph! What’s with the horrible acting?” Jackson turned in the voice's direction. He saw a haughty young man in a gray suit. He had just gotten off his sport’s vehicle. A gliste
After a couple of hours in the autobil, Jackson and the others arrived at the Hynkel family estate. With no gates or fences as if it invited people in, the estate welcomed its guests. Although Jackson thought it curious, he more or less understood the meaning behind it. A warlord and a nefarious one lived there. Someone must be stupid enough to infiltrate for whatever reason. The Hynkel family openly showed its might. The road ended when a paved path started, which led into the estate. A garden with abundant greenery and fragrant flowers surrounded the buildings. Different sections divided the place. The current head of the Hynkel family lived at the upper level, whereas Rosalia and her brother, as part of the branch family, lived in the lower. Men and women wearing black suits patrolled the mansion and the surrounding areas, with gun holsters strapped to their chests. It served as a warning to anyone who thought of trying anything against the family. The rest of the family live
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The noble minister gargled in a pool of his blood. He laid on his stomach, unable to turn around. His face grew pale and the light in his eyes became dim.One could say it was because of the fear he felt at when Ulrich pounded him without remorse. It took but one punch to demolish his spirit.Queen Melina stared down at him from her throne. Silence brewed for several minutes until Ulrich stood next to Jackson. Then the Rosenbaum Kingdom’s queen spoke in an utterly bitter tone. “You, the minister of this nation, betrayed our people, broke laws and murdered innocents for your greed. As queen, I dismiss you from your duties effective immediately. You are to wait in a cell until the day of your execution.”She looked around and met everyone’s eyes, making them realize how serious she was. She then stood up. Just before she left, her voice echoed throughout the throne room. “Take this scum out of my sight!”Until this happened, her people and nobles thought she was just a figurehead not to
Jackson and the queen laid on the bed. She found comfort in his embrace as she caressed his chest with her finger. It followed a circular trajectory which tickled him.The two remained quiet for several minutes.A knock on the door brought them back from their haze.They both got up and dressed. Jackson went to the door. He knocked back and Ulrich pushed it open. His voice echoed through the crack. “Young master, there’s movement in the corridor.”Jackson adjusted his shirt and walked towards the queen. “Your highness. The people I told you about earlier seem to be more active now.”The young woman smiled, buttoned her shirt and walked towards the door. She knocked twice. Her thunderous voice sent chills down Jackson’s spine. “Open the door!”Just as it opened enough for her to go through, the queen slipped outside. Soon enough, the people Jackson followed appeared in front of her. Ulrich flexed his muscles and shielded her.“Hey, Ulrich, push this thing a little more.”Ulrich stepped
He paced back and forth. Once he reached the window, he slightly pulled on the drape, looking outside. The queen’s room was about twenty meters from the ground, yet Jackson couldn’t relax. Not only did he commit a crime by entering the premises illegally, but he found his way in the bedroom of the most important person in all of Rosenbaum Kingdom. After a few deep breaths to calm his nerves, he looked at the half-naked figure of the beauty sitting seductively on the bed, waiting for him to sit beside her. Reluctantly and at a steady pace, Jackson approached the queen. She couldn’t have been over twenty-five or twenty-six years old, yet she ruled an entire nation. No matter how one would look at it, Jackson couldn’t even come close to her magnificence. Their status was too far apart. Under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t be alone in a room like this. Jackson understood this, and didn’t lose his nerve. His goal hadn’t changed. Since he got the chance to tell the queen everythi
Inches before the knife cut the woman’s throat, Rosalia blocked it with her dagger. The intensity of the two metals colliding with one another created sparks that flew in all directions.Rosalia’s reaction to his attack surprised the man in the cloak. After a brief shortness of breath, the man in the cloak regained his composure. He stared daggers at the ruby-eyed girl. “Why don’t you step aside, girl? I’ll give you a portion of the reward.”Uninterested, Rosalia jested. “Eh? Really?”With a grin on his face, the man in a cloak continued. “Yes, that’s right. Just look the other way.”With a smile painted on her face, Rosalia looked at the distressed Marcia. The woman took it as if the ruby-eyed girl would abandon her and closed her eyes, prepared to meet her fate.The man in the cloak walked past Rosalia, towards Ulrich’s wife. “Kahaha! The bounty is mine!”He raised his knife and forcefully directed it towards Marcia.Rosalia said nothing in response when she stepped in front of the
The dim flickering light just barely shone on the documents and photographs on the wall. Ulrich made out some of the pinned faces. From the corners of his eyes, he tracked Jackson’s movements.He did anything warranting attention. Instead, he took his time wandering around the cave, inspecting everything. After a while, he stood idly by with his arms crossed..Ulrich approached him and gently nudged him. “See these people? Mr. Minister is among them…”Jackson’s eyes widened. “Then, they are…”A gust of wind picked up and whistled through the cave walls.It wasn’t much of a disruption, but Jackson decided it was time to go. He got one last look at the pinned photos and left with Ulrich.The tunnel became narrow again. The path led them to a metallic gate, like the one they found before they entered. Maintenance was the only difference. It didn’t creak when Jackson pushed it.At first he flinched, thinking he would notify them of their presence. Once he saw that wasn’t the case, he sigh