"I don’t care whether you want to help me or not. Just stay out of my way," Sophia snapped.
Alex shook his head.
Her understanding was as dull as a butter knife, and her parents were much worse.
There was little hope she would realize the truth any time soon.
Alex felt no obligation to reveal his true self to her, as their relationship had been doomed from the start.
He was simply playing his role, finding his mother and sticking with her family.
"You're blind to the good people standing right in front of you," Alex said, shaking his head.
"The truth will come out eventually, and when it does, you'll regret your sayings."
Sophia let out a bitter laugh, staring at him as if he had lost his mind.
Maybe he had.
That would explain his ridiculous confidence.
Alex chuckled.That was enough.With a chilling smile, he replied, "Did you really think I refused Grandpa Abraham’s request all because of your silly threats?""Isn’t that why?"Mr. Lancaster shot back, his voice dripping with contempt.Alex’s cold chuckle echoed in the room."I expected more wisdom from someone your age. Clearly, I overestimated you."Mr. Lancaster was on the verge of exploding with rage."Are you trying to insult me?"Alex sneered.The answer was obvious."You know what? Sophia gave me $100 million as compensation."Mischievously, Alex deliberately exaggerated the amount by 1,000 times.With that, Alex pulled out the bank card and waved it
Jack turned, his demeanor instantly shifting as he sized up Alex.Puffing out his chest like a blowfish, his fists clenched, and his eyes narrowed with hostility."So, you're the one extorting and harassing my sister, huh?" Jack sneered."Let me warn you: a pathetic man like you had better stay away from her. Keep pestering her, and you’ll be digging your own grave."Alex snorted, amused."Don't you have any manners, kid? If you did, you'd greet me properly as your brother-in-law."Jack’s face darkened instantly."Brother-in-law?!" he growled."Who do you think you are, you ignorant fool? Do you even deserve it? My family should've hired you as a servant instead!"Alex chuckled."You're as foolish as you look."Jack’s temper flared,
"Jack, have you forgotten what you promised me? Or do you think I was joking?”Trevor sneered, dragging a dining chair across the floor.He sat down arrogantly, throwing his legs on the table without a care, the tableware clattering loudly.Jack swallowed hard, fear mounting with every second.Grandpa Abraham, though not one for socializing, had heard of Trevor’s notorious reputation—the man who could commit murder without ever being jailed.His face turned pale as he cleared his throat.“Sir Trevor, please, had my grandson done anything that offended you?”Trevor’s sneer deepened, his expression darkening.“Jack owes me $1 billion, and he still hasn’t paid.”What?!One billion dollars?!“That&rsq
“Grandpa, you shouldn’t get so worked up over something so small. It’s bad for your health.”“Small... small matter?”Grandpa Abraham stammered, his voice subdued, as if he had swallowed the bitterest of pills.“How can you—”Suddenly, he gasped, clutching his chest.“Ahhh!”His heart raced uncontrollably, his blood pressure spiking from sheer rage, and dizziness overwhelmed him.Grandpa Abraham lost his balance and collapsed.“Grandpa!”Sophia and the others cried in shock, their voices trembling.But before he hit the ground, Alex swiftly intervened, catching him just in time.Grandpa Abraham was an old man, unable to withstand the awful news of his grandson’s betrayal, e
"What’s wrong with you?"Jack finally shouted, his voice breaking through the shock.He couldn’t comprehend how reckless—how utterly foolish—Alex was acting.Sophia and her parents exchanged panicked looks, feeling lightheaded.They were sure of it now—there was no way out of this situation.Trevor would retaliate.Trevor, who had been sitting moments ago, suddenly stood, knocking the chair over with a loud crash.He growled in rage and took a step toward Alex.But as soon as his eyes met Alex’s, his entire demeanor shifted.His eyes widened, and his confidence crumbled.No way!Could this really be the same man his boss had warned them about?Even though Trevor had never met Alex before, just a few days ago, his boss had shown them all a picture of him.At that meeting, his boss had made it crystal clear: "Stay away from this man. Cross him, and God may forgive you, but I’ll have each of your limbs fed to my piranhas while you’re still breathing!"And now, here he was, standing right
"Now that’s a true gentleman!" Mrs. Lancaster exclaimed."Oh, I’m just doing what I can to help," Chris responded humbly, though inside, his pride swelled at the praise.Meanwhile, Alex couldn't suppress a sneer.He turned to Chris."Do you even know what’s going on? Or are you once again claiming credit for something you had no hand in?"Jack shot back at Alex."You almost got us into more trouble with your reckless mouth. Chris was the one who scared off Trevor, so what are you even talking about?"Chris’s eyes widened at the mention of Trevor.Trevor?!They were talking about *that* Trevor, the feared underworld boss?No wonder the man had looked so menacing!Relief washed over Chris—he was glad he had shown up late and hadn’t made any bold moves.Phew!Still, he couldn’t help but wonder when he’d gained such influence over someone like Trevor.Maybe his father’s influence was far greater than he had ever imagined.He looked around, realizing no one held more power than him.Who el
Outside the Lancaster mansion, a modest car stood waiting, with the driver by its side.Alfred had chosen this low-profile setup, understanding it would help Alex stay unnoticed.As soon as the driver saw Alex approach, he quickly moved toward him."Sir Alex, I’m Morris, the driver sent by Mr. Alfred," he said politely, bowing as he opened the car door for Alex to enter.Inside the car, Morris handed Alex an electronic pad."Sir, inside that pad is 576 pieces of data on people named Jo from all over Vancouver, along with their pictures."He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that Alex was already rapidly scanning through the files."Please select the one we should begin with, and I'll guide you there," Morris added, buckling his seatbelt as the engine roared to life."This one," Alex said suddenly, handing b
Alex walked to the car, noticing curious, predatory eyes already lingering on him.People in this place were always on the lookout, ready to exploit any weakness for their gain."Morris, take me to the Golden Mansion in Beverly Hills," he said as he stepped into the car."Yes, sir."Inside the car, Alex made a call."Good day, Sir Alex. Julia, your personal concierge, speaking. What can I help you with today?" she greeted him."Do you know where I am?""You’re in the slum area of East Vancouver, right by the wasteland," Julia replied."Great. I want to clean this place up. Make it greener, safer for the people. Provide jobs and education for the unemployed. Let’s say, a permanent social initiative. But I want it to be controlled for at least a year before we let it run on its own.""Thank you for your good intentions," Julia said warmly."There have been ten proposals from local experts and social workers over the last decade to transform that area.”“One proposal, written by a Vancou
That morning, the Lancaster mansion was anything but peaceful.In the grand living room, Florance stood in front of Justin, practically shaking with anger.“You’re worthless as a father!” she shouted. “All you do is sit around watching garbage on TV!”Justin frowned, more irritated than surprised. “What do you want from me?”“How about acting like a dad for once? Our daughter is in trouble over that massive loan. You need to help figure out a solution!” Florance’s frustration bled through her every word.Justin let out a tired sigh. “And what exactly do you expect me to do?”“Look at the bigger picture! Your brother is already waiting for Sophia to fail so he can give Mike her position in the company. We can’t let that happen!”Rolling his eyes, Justin scrolled aimlessly on his phone. “I don’t have that kind of money, and you know it.”Florance glared at him. “You’re good for nothing except your so-called manhood!”“Fine!” Justin snapped. “What do you want me to do?”“Marco Ashford,”
Sophia picked up the menu and glanced over at Lyra, her mind spinning with confusion.There was Lyra, practically leaning against Alex, an intimacy that would make any observer assume they were the married couple, not her and Alex.“Alex, I bet this is your first time here,” Lyra said brightly.“Sophia and I have VIP status at this place. Let me recommend a few dishes—I’m sure you’ll love them.”Alex managed a polite smile. “Thanks.”Lyra beamed, flipping through the menu. “Order whatever you like. Don’t worry about the bill, I’m covering it tonight.”Sophia nearly choked.Lyra—stingy, penny-pinching Lyra—offering to pay? For a man, of all people?Lyra never spent her money on men.Every luxury in her possession was typically gifted by them.This was the first time Lyra had ever offered to foot the bill for a man.Sophia narrowed her eyes. “Lyra… are you feeling alright? Did you forget to take your meds this morning?”Lyra raised a cool eyebrow. “What’s with the shock, Sophia? I’ve al
Inside the car’s quiet interior, Sophia leaned her head against the window, her mind drifting back to the stranger who’d come to her aid earlier.Could it be fate?Was this mysterious figure the soulmate she’d always dreamed about—the one who would stand by her forever?She breathed out heavily, shaking the thought away.She didn’t even know him.“You don’t look happy,” Alex said, breaking the silence.Sophia managed a faint smile.“On the contrary, I’m very happy. Someone paid a hundred million for me, clearing the loan that haunted me and the Lancasters.”Alex smiled, his heart lightening.He was glad to see his wife finally accept the help.Later this noon, as she drifted into sleep, he gently healed her and pulled a blanket over her, making sure she was warm and comfortable.Meanwhile, behind the scenes, he’d ordered Carlos to take control of the entire Black syndicate.Charles Cole, Cathy Black, Bruno Black—their fortunes and futures now lay quietly in his hands.“I’m glad you’re
Alex burst into Kingston’s penthouse office, heart pounding.Just moments earlier, Jasmine had called him in tears—something he never thought he’d witness from her.Inside, the tension felt thick as smoke.Jasmine was curled up on the plush leather sofa, her face buried in her trembling hands.Nearby stood Kelly, tapping briskly on her smartwatch.The instant Jasmine spotted Alex, she sprang from the sofa and flung herself into his arms, sobbing so hard he could feel the quake of it through his chest.This wasn’t the poised, controlled Jasmine he knew; this was someone shattered, clinging to him like he was her only lifeline.“Jasmine,” he murmured, fighting to keep his voice steady, “what happened?”She couldn’t answer, her sobs stealing her words.Instead, he turned to Kelly, who regarded them both with a cold detachment.“Kingston just lost about a billion dollars,” she said flatly.A billion?The number slammed into Jasmine like a punch. Her cries intensified, her grief pouring ou
A few minutes earlier, Bruno Black had been furious the moment he received the text message from his sister.“Who dares to threaten my sister? Do they not fear the Black Syndicate?” Bruno growled angrily, seated in the back of the limousine.He turned his rage toward his private bodyguard.“Brad, we need to show them who we really are and take control of Vancouver's underworld!”“Yes, Sir,” Brad replied meekly.“It’s because of your meek personality that people look down on us!” Bruno snapped, glaring at him.Brad nodded. “I am sorry, boss.”“You... If it weren’t for your big body, no one would hire you!” Bruno’s anger grew sharper. “Talking to you is like talking to a big, stupid bull!”“Yes, sir.”Bruno angrily slapped Brad. “Just shut your mouth. You’re pissing me off!”Brad only nodded again, silent as ever.If Brad weren’t over two meters tall and didn’t move like a freight train, Bruno wouldn’t have kept him around.The man could act as a meat shield when needed, and that was re
Alex hesitated. "But—""No buts. This is a family matter," Charles cut him off sharply."Alright," Alex sighed, stepping back, unwilling to get involved in what he now saw as a tangled web of domestic chaos.Charles turned his attention back to Cathy, yelling furiously, "Don’t you think I don’t know what you’ve done behind my back? You threatened and tortured everyone connected to me! Including my ex-girlfriend! You’re nothing but a sadistic monster!"His fists slammed into her motionless body, each blow carrying years of pent-up anger."Do you know how much pain you’ve caused me? You think money can fix this? What’s the point of money if I can’t find happiness?!"He picked up a vase from the corner of the room, his face twisted in pure hatred. "You think I’m your worker, your slave, your damn toy?!"With a final roar, he smashed the vase against her body, shards scattering across the floor.As the silence settled, Charles stood over Cathy’s limp form, chest heaving.The room was litt
Cathy Black laughed as she fired all of her shot, yet only to freeze in disbelief.Alex stood before her, unscathed—no bullet hole, not even a scratch."Impossible," she gasped, her eyes widening.She glanced at her gun, empty now, as the hollow click confirmed her worst fear.Alex’s lips curled into a cold smile. "You’re truly lucky, I don’t hit women."He turned away, striding toward Charles, who was trembling near the wooden table."But you," Alex continued, grabbing Charles by the shoulder, his grip firm as iron, "you hit my wife. Seems like you’re good at hitting women.""No! No, I’m not!" Charles stammered, his body quaking like a leaf.Alex’s voice dropped, a venomous edge creeping into his tone."Your wife hit my wife. Don’t you think it’s only fair you take the hit as payment?"Without waiting for an answer, Alex slammed his fist into the sturdy wooden table beside him.The deafening crack echoed in the room as the table split clean in two, the pieces scattering across the fl
“Who the hell are you?” Charles snarled, voice cracking into a shrill pitch.“If my wife says she’s going to die, then she’s going to die!”Alex stepped into the office, calm and deliberate.His eyes swept over the scene before settling on Sophia.Even from across the room, he could see her condition was anything but normal.She looked drugged, unsteady, and vulnerable.“Get your filthy hands off my wife,” Alex said quietly.His voice was steady and low, yet it carried a firm authority that made everyone pause.Cathy almost laughed out loud, disbelief flickering in her eyes.She prided herself on never feeling fear, but when she met Alex’s gaze, a strange chill gripped her.For the first time in years, her knees weakened, and her hands trembled.She released Sophia’s hair, letting the young woman slump back onto the sofa.“Good,” Alex murmured, moving closer to Sophia.Cathy studied him, unsettled.He seemed like any fit young man—handsome, maybe—but nothing special.Still, something
Tim, Cathy Black’s driver, was drenched in sweat beneath his thin cotton shirt.He gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white.He could feel Cathy’s icy gaze boring into the back of his neck from the rear seat.Ever since Bernard’s warning call, Tim had prepared himself for something terrible—but this went beyond his worst fears.He slammed the gas pedal to the floor, weaving recklessly through Vancouver’s crowded streets.The usual thirty-minute drive to Cole Finance had to be cut down to ten, no matter the cost.Cathy’s voice still echoed in his ears:“Get me there in ten minutes, or you’ll be six feet under.”Her tone had held no trace of doubt.Up ahead, Black Syndicate enforcers on motorcycles roared through traffic, forcing cars aside with shotguns and sheer menace.They formed a path of chaos, snarling at anyone who dared slow them down.Tim followed in their wake, heart hammering, ignoring every traffic light, weaving between honking cars and shrieking ped