2024-10-28 14:50:26“Oh my God, so many luxury cars? How could they come to such a shabby motel?”
The crowd whispered in astonishment, clearly shocked by the sight of the luxury vehicles.
Liam looked at Jack and the cars behind him, frowning slightly.
“Jack, I’ve already told you—we need to keep a low profile. I’m here to get married, not to flaunt the family’s wealth.”
Jack wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and bowed respectfully. “Sorry, young master. I’ll have them leave immediately.”
If anyone had witnessed Liam and Jack’s interaction, they would have been stunned.
Jack Gunter, one of the most influential people in Springfield, controlled many industries in the city, and every important figure treated him with utmost respect. Yet, here he was, showing such humility toward a young man in his twenties!
But Liam wasn’t concerned. People like Jack were merely ordinary employees of the Moran family. The family employed hundreds of such individuals, running operations in all corners of the world!
With a wave of his hand, Jack signaled for all the luxury cars, except the one he arrived in, to drive off.
“You’re here for something, aren’t you?” Liam adjusted his clothes and asked in a calm tone.
“Master, this is your first time in Springfield. This card contains one hundred million dollars. It’s a gift from me to you, to use as spending money for now.” Jack respectfully handed Liam a golden credit card.
“And this car,” he continued, “is worth ten million dollars. It’s a specially customized luxury version…”
Liam casually accepted the card and chuckled.
“While I appreciate it, Jack, you don’t need to give me so many things, just to be the business head of the Moran family here. So, tell me—what’s your purpose?”
Hearing Liam’s words, Jack smiled wryly and replied, “Master, you are indeed very sharp. Actually, these gifts are from Micheal Young, the president of the Springfield Chamber of Commerce. His daughter is suffering from a rare illness, and he was hoping you could help her.”
“Micheal Young?” Liam raised an eyebrow. He had never heard of that name before.
Jack explained, “Micheal Young is a businessman who recently became one of the Moran family’s subordinates. His influence in Springfield is not inferior to the Moran family’s. He is also a key board member of Space Corporation. And, Master, your new position is as the chairman of Space Corporation…”
Liam nodded. “Alright, if that’s the case, I’ll find some time to help his daughter.”
Jack’s face lit up with relief. “That’s wonderful! If you agree to help, his daughter will surely recover soon!”
It turned out that Liam was known as the “Hand of God,” the most famous doctor in the world, with almost no disease beyond his ability to cure.
However, very few people knew that the legendary “Hand of God” was actually so young.
“Master… there’s one more thing. President Young is planning a welcome banquet tonight to introduce you to all the executives of Space Corporation. He also wants to personally ask you to treat his daughter…”
Liam furrowed his brow. He didn’t like such events, and more importantly, his grandfather had asked him to remain low-key while in Springfield.
Besides, he was already scheduled to attend the Stevens family’s banquet tonight.
“Cancel it. I don’t like these kinds of occasions.”
“But…”
“I said cancel it. Is there a problem?” Liam asked coldly.
“No problem, young master. I’ll inform President Young immediately.” Jack quickly bowed his head and responded respectfully.
Liam nodded. “By the way, send me all the details about the Stevens family, including their address. Also, arrange for a cheaper car. I don’t like drawing attention.”
“Understood, young master.” Jack bowed again, waiting until Liam had walked out of his sight.
Liam made his way to another block. Soon, he received the Stevens family’s address and hailed a taxi to the Stevens family’s mansion.
The taxi quickly brought Liam to the Stevens family mansion. The mansion towered before him, grand and imposing, with ornate columns and expansive windows exuding wealth.
However, before he could even knock on the door, he heard a woman’s furious voice coming from inside.
“What did you say? Dad wants to marry our daughter off to some unknown, wild man?”
“No way! I absolutely won’t agree to this!”
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Shot In The Dark
Zion“Come with me,” she’d said. “Or she dies screaming.” Ellen’s words were still ringing in my head when I suddenly heard a sharp whistle cut the air, followed by a sickening thud.For a second I froze. My fingers curled, embracing itself for the pain. I waited for the burn, the impact, the collapse. But nothing hit me.Instead, a body to my right jerked violently before collapsing into the gravel with a heavy, final weight.One of Ellen’s mercenaries. Shot clean through the neck.“SNIPER!” someone shouted.The second mercenary dove for cover behind a stack of freight crates. Ellen screamed as she stumbled backward, tripping over the fallen man’s boot. She scrambled behind an oil drum, her breath coming out in broken, frantic gasps.Another shot echoed through the night, clean and precise and the second mercenary dropped mid-sprint, as a bullet slammed into his chest and threw him backward.The walkie-talkie clipped to his vest screeched to life.“Hold positions! All units stand dow
Shipyard
ZionThe shipyard was silent when I arrived. Silent in a way that made my skin crawl. It was too still, empty, and strangely felt like it was aware of my presence. The wind raked through the rusted skeletons of abandoned cargo ships, the metal groaning like something alive. Meanwhile, the fog clung to everything, rising off the water in slow, ghostlike fingers that wrapped around my legs as I stepped deeper into the yard.I was alone. Exactly the way Ellen wanted. I checked my watch for the tenth time wondering where she could be or why she was running late for her own appointment. It was 11:57 p.m. and every passing second scraped against my nerves. My breath plumed in the cold air, as Aria’s face kept flashing in my min; her eyes wide, her voice trembling, her hand in mine during those final moments before she vanished.I should’ve protected her. I should’ve been there. The blame sat heavy in my chest like a stone I couldn’t swallow or spit out. A minute passed. Then another. And
Fracture
Aria“Please,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Just let me go.”For a moment, the man didn’t move. Neither of us did, we just stood there in silence torn over what to do next. But then, his jaw tightened and he stepped closer, not aggressively, more like someone approaching a cliff he didn’t want to fall from.“You don’t understand,” he muttered. “You shouldn’t be out of your restraints.”“I can tell you don’t want to do this.” My breath shook. “I saw it that night. You hesitated. You’re not… you’re not like the others.”He flinched like the words stung him.“Don’t say that,” he said quietly. “Don’t make this harder.”I took another step, slow and cautious, keeping my hands where he could see them. “You’re a good man. I can feel it. Whatever Ellen told you, whatever she promised you, this isn’t who you are.”He shut his eyes, but still I could see the pain ripping across his expression as he ran a shaking hand over his face. “You need to stop talking.”But his voice cracked even as
The Meeting
AriaMy eyes were closed for a long time after Ellen walked out of the room following her threat, but my mind was clawing at every sound.I laid on the cold concrete floor exactly where Ellen had left me, and my body twisted at an angle meant to suggest unconsciousness. My wrists burned where the rope dug into my skin and my cheek stung from the slap she’d given me when I refused her ultimatum.‘Leave Zion or destroy him.’The madwoman actually believed threatening the man I loved would bend me. But Ellen made one mistake. She must have thought I couldn’t still hear.I listened through the slow and shallow breaths as two of her new allies entered the warehouse. Their boots echoed between the steel beams.“She’s not going to talk,” one said.“She doesn’t need to,” another replied. “Tonight fixes everything. Ellen’s meeting the guy at the abandoned shipyard.”My pulse stopped the moment I heard them. Shipyard. Right then, the thought suddenly occurred to me. She’s luring Zion.My stomac
The Deadline
ZionI couldn’t sleep or even blink after George gave me the information on the mercenaries, or as it turned out, a hidden network. Every second without Aria felt like someone carving pieces out of my ribs. I paced the length of the woods endlessly, trying to piece things together. Who were these men? What did Ellen have to do with them?Detective Mallorwe had guards stationed around the estate, and drones sweeping the grounds, units patrolling the city border… and still, nothing. Nothing but the echo of Aria’s scream in my skull.Suddenly, my phone buzzed. At first, I stared at it like it was a hallucination. But the second I saw the attached video thumbnail of Aria unconscious, tied, and bruised, my breath left me suddenly. I hesitated for a moment, but then opened it. It was truly her. Her breathing was shallow and her wrists bound.And Ellen’s voice could be heard behind the camera. “Zion… if you ever want to see her alive, you’ll come alone. I’ve sent you the coordinates.”The vi
Ellen’s New Game
AriaI sat on the concrete floor with my wrists tied behind my back and the faint hum of generators echoing somewhere behind me. Every now and then, I heard voices, they tried to be quiet and sounded professional, not like street criminals. These men moved like they were trained for war. And for some reason, they ended up working for Ellen… I still couldn’t process that part.But then the metal door creaked, and my entire body tensed as I heard the footsteps approach delicately, almost graceful. Only one person walked like that in this nightmare. It had to be her.Ellen stepped into the dim cone of light, folding her arms with an eerie calm. She looked refreshed, almost peaceful, as if she’d slept well knowing she had me trapped here.“Good morning, Aria,” she said softly.I glared at her. “It’s still night.”“Well,” she tilted her head, “for you, it doesn’t make much difference, does it?”She walked closer, and her heels tapped on the concrete with a rhythm that made my skin crawl. T
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