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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
The All-Powerful William Miller 230: Stop Mr. Anderson
William was stunned to his feet and couldn't react until after a full minute."What are you doing here?" He almost stammered.His life had indeed been much better without the interference of his ex-wife of late.He had even almost forgotten about her existence in New Spring if she hadn't shown up to remind him now.When will he be ever free from her troubles and that of her family."I have a place to be, Tracey." William tried to move around, but she was quick to cross him with her body.She sneered disdainfully at him, "Don't even think of pretending to be great in my presence anymore. Do you think I don't know? I heard Ms. Smith has resigned from her job at Quantum Leap and even flew out of the country. Oh poor gigolo, did you cry in your bed? That's right, you don't even have a bed. Oh, she didn't take you along did she? "The smirk on Tracey's face widened as she continued to mock him, "Why are you still hanging around here pretending to own the place? Ms. Smith has left you behin
The All-Powerful William Miller 231: The Young Master's Woman
Inside the Mellon family villa, the environment was suffocating, courtesy of the domineering aura of Anderson Mellon, who had a pistol in his right hand.The room was densely filled with armed mercenaries whose faces were hidden behind a mask and other members of the Mellon family who watched from the side.At the center of the room was Bella Watson, seated on a wooden chair with her wrists handcuffed to both ends.Her clothes were soaked in sweat, and her hair was disheveled all over her face, making her almost unrecognizable.Her pair of legs shivered for fear as she sobbed gently, her voice now turned sour.Anderson Mellon raised the gun in his hand and slowly pointed it at her leg before saying, "I will only ask one last time, and then you will not be able to use your leg ever again in the future if you tell me the truth, I might consider letting you go. Who did you conspire with to have my daughter kidnapped? Is it money you want so bad, I have more than enough "Bella sobbed and
The All-Powerful William Miller 232: Destroy everything
“Destroy everything, nothing must be left useful here!” The one who spoke was the leader of the group sent by the Mellon family to ruin the business of Mr. Watson until he spoke the truth about his involvement in the kidnap.Every corner of the dealership had at least five armed people who were engaged in destroying whatever they came across, including the valuable automobiles in the showrooms and garage.They didn’t care about the worth of anything and were only out to execute their mission in the place.“Please you have to stop,” The old man, Mr. Watson cried, “We know nothing about this thing you talk about, my daughter is not a despicable person”Bella might sometimes cause a lot of trouble for him but involving herself in the kidnapping of a prominent person in the society was out of the question.Not only had they taken his daughter, who had cried to him for help, but they now destroyed his hard-raised business without the slightest hesitation.He might also be a respectful
The All-Powerful William Miller 233: Apologize To Mr. Miller
"Have you chosen the path of death? How dare you say nonsense to Mr. Miller?" The loud scolding of Mr. Anderson erupted from the phone, throwing the leader of the group off balance.Even the other men with him were stunned to their toes."What are you talking about? Mr. Anderson. We have destroyed enough here but he remains stubborn, once I use my torture method on him, he will talk" The leader of the group explained, accepting praise from his boss but Mr. Anderson yelled instead,"You reckless head! I asked you to intimidate him and get the truth not destroy things. How dare you talk about torturing, and you even dared to threaten to break Mr. Miller's legs? You really want to die." The tone of Mr. Anderson was quite terrifying, and the armed men didn't even dare to speak.So this man was really associated with their boss.They had never seen their boss get this angry before, and this surprised them.The leader of the group was now at a loss for words and could only stammer, "B--Boss
The All-Powerful William Miller 234: Unlocking The Truth
Not too long after, several Rolls-Royce Phantom and stretch vehicles parked at the entrance of the dealership, and out of them came running several armed guards who took position quickly in different spots. Only one stayed behind to let open the door of one of the stretches and usher Mr. Anderson Mellon out. Following him was Bella Watson, who might not be easily recognized because of her new hairstyle and the change of clothes she had. Now, she really looked like someone from an upper-class family. As she followed Anderson Mellon, she wondered how all of this had suddenly happened. Was it really because of that William Miller? Not only did the Mellon apologize to her, but they dressed her up this way, and now, she was back at her father's dealership. When they entered the building, Mr. Watson was quick to push his old body to his feet and look around helplessly until he almost cried aloud, "Where is my daughter?" "Father, I'm here. " Bella moved from behind Mr. Anderson and r
The All-Powerful William Miller 235: The Confrontation
Mr. Anderson couldn't help but steal glances at William who remained standing with his hand behind his back.How?What did he do just now?This woman was now ready to talk."Bella, tell us, who took her?" William demanded, his gaze fixed on her.They had to hurry up to find Anderson Mellon.Whoever is responsible for locking Bella's memory definitely had no good intentions of taking the young lady of the Mellon family."Yes... Yes... I will... I--, there were three of them, three men, I remember, they all dressed the same way and had the same faces, the same faces like... like... Triplets, yes, they looked the same. I think they mentioned the name of their boss, I think it was--"" Dale. Dale Rockefeller" The one who interrupted was Anderson Mellon.His breathing had become hard, and the look on his face was no longer that of a reserved man.He was visibly angry and looked like he could kill a man on the spot."The young master of the Rockefeller had sent them" Bella explained, wonder
The All-Powerful William Miller 236: Hidden In Plain Sight(1)
The atmosphere had become tense as TV mercenaries dispersed into the different areas of the villa, leaving the two factions to glare dangerously at each other.Some of the members of Rockefeller were in disagreement about allowing the mercenaries to search their villa.Even the old man Raymond had to say to his grandson, "Are you sure about this? We cannot allow them to trample on us""Oh, father, Mr. Anderson must have awoken from a bad dream; when he realizes today, he must surely kowtow before our family," Dale replied in response.The thought of it made him puff his chest confidently, and this even made the old man nod slowly in realization."In the future, they would think twice before offending us. I wasn't wrong to choose you as my heir, Dale"Time ticked and ticked until after thirty minutes when the leader of the search group came running back to Mr. Anderson.He whispered slowly into his ear, "There is really nothing here, Mr. Anderson; we have turned everywhere apart, inclu
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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
