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The All-Powerful William Miller 221: Mr. Anderson Is Here
The people in the casino were shocked and also excited by the sudden appearance of Anderson Mellon.He was a powerful tycoon in the city and was associated with one of the power-Pl families, The Roosevelt.He might not be a power player but his ruthlessness and decisiveness in New Spring had earned him respect among big shots.Even Mr. Terror couldn't help but be a little shaken by the appearance of the man. "Mr. Anderson, what are you doing here? I mean it's an honor to have you in my underground casino" To his surprise, Mr. Anderson directly ignored him like he was nonexistent and fixed his eyes on the triplets, who were still out to draw blood.Their countenance was vexed, and they looked like they wanted to feast on William, who stood unfazed."Mr. Miller Is with me, you won't cause trouble for him, will you?" He spoke very calmly but the aura around him did not diminish a bit.The armed men around him made him appear even more domineering to the eyes of the crowd.The triplets
The All-Powerful William Miller 223: The Feared Mr. Anderson
William's eyes blinked, still staring at Amelia with no response when she bumped his arm with her fist again, "You, what are you looking at? Thank Mr. Anderson"She was scared just now for his life and now wondered what would have happened if Mr. Anderson hadn't shown up.She would really have to live with the guilt of running away. With a soft smile, Mr. Anderson came to William's rescue by saying, "That isn't necessary, Ms. Sinclair, Mr. Miller and I are--" "Grey's friend. I met him at Grey's," William interrupted quickly and raised his head to Mr. Anderson, who paused for a second in surprise.Did Mr. Miller no longer want to associate with him as a friend? "Of course," He let out a nervous laugh and added, "Yes, we know Grey"Amelia sensed that something was going on but couldn't place her hands on it.So that was it?Grey was the Manager of Exclusive Bank Avenue, from whom William got the Imperial Platinum Card as a gift.Was he that close to the great Almond Grey?She could r
The All-Powerful William Miller 224: Help Me
"What are you two doing?" Amelia demanded with a questioning look on her red face.She wasn't sure if she was jealous about her sister acting this way with William or the fact that she referred to him as brother-in-law and even held thisface.What's going on between them?The one who came to rescue this time was Ethan, who groaned in pain from across the floor where he lay with broken bones."Oh my God, Ethan," Amelia couldn't believe that she had almost forgotten that her bodyguard was seriously injured.This William Miller really got into her head.She hurried up to him and took his hand to check his pulse."Ethan, can you hear me?""Ms. Sinclair, I failed you, I should die." Through his slightly opened eyes, he could only see the blurry images of Amelia, and the ringing noise in his head prevailed even stronger.He always thought he was capable of any threat at the level of a full master, but he didn't predict today."Don't say any more nonsense. Mr. Anderson of the Mellon family
The All-Powerful William Miller 225: The General's Wrath
General Jacob arrived at the hospital and was welcomed by the wail of the Snow family members who were quick to approach him."Elder Uncle, you have to avenge us today, that William Miller must not be allowed to go free"He looked around, and his gaze fell on his brother, who sat to the side with an exhausted expression on his face."When I heard about William Miller's presence here, I thought it was a joke but it appears he is more brazen than I credit him for"The look on the General's face remained casual as if he wasn't annoyed a bit about what had happened.Harry's mother quickly cried out, "Brother-in-law, if you don't do something, the name of our Snow family will be dragged through the mud in the future"Her sister nodded in support and even added, "We gave a chance to extend his life a little by curing the young master but he slapped us in the face and walked out of here. If we don't kill him immediately, won't people call us weak"The hate written in her eyes was evident."Y
The All-Powerful William Miller 226: Get Back To Work
When William arrived at the car dealership, he was approached professionally by one of the saleswomen when Mr. Watson, who was inspecting the environment, noticed him."Mr. Miller, you are here"He hurried quickly in a respectful manner, and this surprised the saleswoman, who halted quickly."Let us go to my office and have a drink. If I knew your place, I would have sent your modified car there already,," Mr. Watson told Willia,m, who simply waved his hand."Some other time, Mr. Watson""Very well, this way" Mr. Watson quickly lead William in the direction of the showroom under the shocked gazes of the new salespersons."Who is that person? Why is Mr. Watson that respectful to him?" They whispered among themselves.To them, William was just an ordinary person who they would chase away without a second thought."Don't you think he is the one the old workers talked about? The owner of the modified ultra-exclusive Aston Martin Valkyrie in the garage," One of the male salespeople whisper
The All-Powerful William Miller 227: The Modified Vehicle
William and Mr. Watson arrived at a garage door that slowly lifted to reveal a red ordinary-looking vehicle that can be described as a modified Sedan."Mr. Miller, are you sure about this? I had to look thrice at the modifications you asked us to make, you are too modest"To the eyes of any viewer who saw this on the street of New Spring City, this was a regular Sedan car.How would they know that a 5 million dollar worth was modified to look this way?"I know what I want, Mr. Watson, and you did just the job,," William said, moving around the vehicle to inspect the exterior, "You didn't miss a single detail from what I wrote. Good job, Mr. Watson"The old man scratched the back of his head, wondering why William Miller wanted to keep the true identity of his vehicle hidden.Even someone with a $1 million car would openly flaunt it and even modify it to look even more worthy than the original.This William Miller was only interested in upgrading the interior to fit a supercar."Father
The All-Powerful William Miller 228: I Want To Hire
Bella Watson barely alighted from the taxi before hurrying down the brick pathway that brought a mansion-style duplex to view.As she got closer, she was welcomed by the faint scent of jasmine carried through the air by the warm breeze.Standing between the massive white columns frame at the entrance was an elegant young lady in heels and the gown she wore was embroidered with reflective gemstones.At first glance, one could easily tell that she was no ordinary person and societal class was a thing of interest to her."Ms. Mellon, I came as soon as I could," Bella said respectfully, sweating profusely as she got close.Felicity Mellon snorted coldly and placed her hands on her hips before saying, "Why did you take so long to get here? Are you a fat slow cow? Don't think highly of yourself because I choose to have you as my tour guide for this place. If Mr. Louis hadn't recommended you, I wouldn't blink twice. I must say I am disappointed, how can you dress this cheap to be my tour gui
The All-Powerful William Miller 229: The Eastern Half-Step to Grandmaster
A Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly parked by the side of the road, and the door slowly slid open to allow well-dressed men in Oxford shoes to enter.He rested his back against the comfortable leather seat and spawned several smiles at Amelia Sinclair who was seated not far from him, legs crossed.The expression on Amelia's face didn't change a bit as she said, "Hurry up and speak, you know I won't grant this meeting if you don't insist on a physical meeting"The well-dressed man adjusted his red tie and rubbed the side of his face before proceeding up to say, "It's about what you want, Ms. Sinclair. A half-step to Grandmaster practitioner is a miracle and are rarely tied to a master, they are on a quest to overcome their cultivation huddle and stand on the pinnacle of the world as a full Grandmaster""Are you here to lecture me? Mr. Queen" She demanded."No, Ms. Sinclair" He laughed nervously, "You must understand, what you ask is an impossible thing. I can give you ten of my best full mast
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266: The Last Snow
A heavy steel door creaked open, followed by the slow sound of wheels rolling across the floor.The dim bulb overhead the room flickered. Harry Snow wheeled himself inside, his expression void of emotion.At the center of the room sat Tracey Wilson, tied securely to a chair, her wrists and ankles bound tightly.Her once high-class clothes were crumpled, her hair tangled, and her face was marked with dried tears.The moment she saw Harry, muffled groans came from her throat as she chewed against the restraints over her mouth. Her body trembled. Harry watched her struggle. Then, without a word, he leaned forward and yanked the gag loose."Help! Help me! Something please, you have to help me! "Her scream echoed in the small room, filled with desperation.Harry didn’t even flinch. Instead, he calmly raised a gun, pointing the barrel straight at her forehead. His voice was low, almost as if he was bored."If you keep screaming like a mad dog, then I’ll put you down like one"Tracey
265: I KNOW WHO YOU ARE
Elizabeth's loud voice rang out as she threw accusations in William’s direction.“You still refuse to admit it, don’t you?!” she spat out disdainfully, her eyes red with fury, “What did you do to my daughter, William? Where is my Tracey?”Natalie stood beside her, shaking, “I knew it! You're good for nothing trash picking Bastard; you're a monster! First my lovely niece, Anna, now Tracey! Are you so twisted that you’d hurt the women in our family just because we don't want to give you money?”Peter took a threatening step forward but was still scared of William, “You better hurry up and start talking before we make you talk!”The Wilsons all appeared to have their own versions of what had happened, none of them appear to even be considering that William himself was still piecing the truth together.But William. He wasn’t interested in their nonsense.His mind was working through the facts, trying to understand what Harry was up to.Harry Snow was after something. He always had been.
264: The ex-son-in-law
William Miller stepped out of his car and faced the grand entrance of the Wilson residence. The towering gates, the stone pathway, and the excess decorations all remained the same, but everything about this place now felt distant, like a chapter he had closed. As he stood there, something unexpected stirred within him. Memories flooded back to the early days of his marriage when Tracey had treated him with at least some warmth. Anna, too, had once been kind, often sneaking him food when her mother and aunt deliberately starved him. But those days had vanished, replaced by ridicule, humiliation, and, ultimately, betrayal. Tracey had chosen another man over him; a man who obviously didn’t love her but merely sought to use her. Yet, she was too blinded by wealth to see it. William exhaled sharply, his gaze turning cold. Pushing open the doors, he walked in. The moment Elizabeth Wilson laid eyes on him, her expression twisted into one of disgust. Sitting on a luxurious couc
263: They're Gone
Amelia stepped out of her sleek Rolls-royce Phantom and took in the grand sight of the Sinclair Mansion. It had not been a while since she’d come home, but tonight, the place seemed more alive than usual. The warm glow of the chandeliers illuminated the entrance, and as she made her way inside, she was immediately greeted by the familiar voice of her sister . "You're finally back!" Anna rushed forward, excitement in her eyes. Without wasting a second, she grinned mischievously "Did you come to tell me about brother-in-law? Dad told me already"Amelia's steps faltered, and she shot her younger sister a glare, "Anna, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop calling him that""But why?" Anna crossed her arms stubbornly "Aren’t you going to marry him in the future?"Amelia opened her mouth to respond but found herself at a loss for words. Marry William? She had never really put thought into it. What started as a pretend relationship to keep her family off her back had somehow shi
262: A Desperate Call For Help
Harry Snow sat motionless in his wheelchair, his fingers trembling against his phone screen, scrolling through his contact list. He had to be wrong. There had to be a way out of this. Someone had to help him.His first call went to an old family connection, someone his father had worked with in the past. The line rang twice before a familiar voice answered."Harry? How are you—""I need your help," Harry cut in, his voice low but firm. "My family… they’re gone. Something happened, and I need—""Stop right there." The man's tone turned sharp. "Don't ever call me again. Do you have any idea what kind of force wiped out your family? If I even speak to you for too long, my own family could be next"Harry’s stomach twisted, "You—You can’t be serious. You—""Forget that I exist, Harry"The call ended.Harry gritted his teeth, anger pushing past his fear. He dialed another number, a man even more powerful, one who had shared drinks with his father at lavish parties.This time, the momen
261: Borrowed Time
A sharp pain went through Harry Snow’s head as he slowly opened his eyes. His head throbbed, and when he tried to move, a tight bandage around his forehead reminded him of his injuries.He turned his head slightly, only to see Tracey Wilson seated beside the bed, her expression filled with worrisome concern. She noticed his movement and leaned forward in excitement. "You're awake," Her voice was soft with a hint of relief, "What happened to you? I found you unconscious in my study. There was no one around to help me take you to the hospital, so I did what I could"Harry barely acknowledged her words. His mind was still sluggish, but one thought clawed its way through the fog of his mind, his family. Ignoring the dizziness that came with his sudden movement, he reached for his phone on the nightstand and quickly dialed his father’s number.No response.He redialed. The call rang and rang before switching to voicemail.Frowning, he tried his mother next.Same result. Then his unc
260: He is my Brother
Meanwhile, Evelyn sat in her dimly lit room, her fingers nervously tapping against the edge of her laptop. With a deep breath, she pressed the button to connect to the video call. The screen flickered momentarily before the familiar, haggard face of Old Master Miller appeared. His eyes were clouded with anger. "Why haven't you returned home, Evelyn?" His voice was sharp, almost accusing, the calm demeanor he once held now gone, "You’ve ignored my orders, and now you're putting yourself at risk. I gave you clear instructions!"Evelyn’s heart sank, the weight of his anger pressing down on her. "Grandfather, I didn’t ignore you. I just... I had to make sure William was safe. I couldn’t leave until I knew he was alright""You should have come back immediately!" Old Master Miller interrupted, his voice filled with frustration. "You’re not trained for this, Evelyn. You’ve been far too close to all of this, and now you’re playing with fire "Evelyn clenched her fists, her eyes narrowing
259: Where Is Harry Snow?
He took a step forward, his voice calm but filled with authority. “Tell me where Harry Snow is.”The room fell into a deeper silence.. The Snow family members exchanged glances, their eyes filled with fear and defiance. None of them dared to meet William’s gaze, and the cold weight of their silence was deafening. It was clear they had already chosen their path. They would never reveal the location of Harry, no matter the cost.William's expression remained stoic, but he repeated the question, his voice firmer this time. “Where is Harry Snow?”For a long moment, there was no response. Not a word. Not a whisper.And then, one by one, the Snow family members bowed their heads in unison, lowering themselves to the floor. It was a gesture of submissionbut one filled with absolute resolve. They had chosen to die rather than betray their heir.“We would rather die than reveal his location,” one of the elders said quietly, his voice trembling with both fear and pride.William’s eyes narrowe
258: The Commander General
The tense atmosphere in the grand chamber of the Snow villa grew even heavier as Mark Snow, still reeling from the financial devastation William had just described, began to bark orders at the Border Generals. His eyes were wild with panic, his mind grasping for any thread of hope.“Kill him! Don’t just stand there!” Mark shouted, his voice sharp with desperation.The Border Generals, who had been silent until now, exchanged brief, unreadable glances. Their stoic expressions remained unmoved, yet there was an unmistakable hesitation in their demeanor. They were seasoned warriors, accustomed to life-or-death situations, but something in William’s calm, controlled presence had thrown them off balance.William stood at the center of the room, his hands resting behind him. His eyes, dark and unyielding, never left Mark Snow’s face.But before the situation could escalate any further, the door to the chamber flew open with a sudden, thunderous crash.All heads turned in unison as a tal
