2024-08-21 09:43:49As Alex approached the house entrance, Sophia noticed that Alex
was behind her."Haven’t you had enough?"
"Believe me," Alex replied, "running into you is the last thing I wanted today."
Sophia stepped out, blocking his path.
"So, what is it then? Are you here to remind me of the biggest mistake of my life?"
"Mistake?" Alex’s tone grew colder.
"I could say the same. You think I enjoyed waking up and realizing I’d wasted my time with someone so shallow?"
"Shallow?" Sophia’s eyes flashed with anger.
"You’re just bitter because you know I’m right. You’re nothing but a loser, a gold-digger."
Alex laughed, shaking his head.
"You’re delusional. I don’t need anything from you, least of your money."
Sophia stepped even closer, her finger jabbing the air between them.
"Then what do you want? To ruin my life even more?"
"No, I’m not here to ruin anything." Alex locked his eyes with hers. "I’m meeting my fiancée."
"Your fiancée? You have a fiancée?" Sophia shocked.
"I’m here to meet someone named Sophia Lancaster at this address," Alex’s patience wearing thin.
"I’m not looking for you. So, if you can help me out, call her, and I’ll leave as soon as possible."
WTF?!
Sophia paused, her expression shifting from shock to realization.
"Wait... you're here for that Sophia Lancaster?"
Alex coldly replied.
"Yes! Can you please just get her? I don't have time for games."
Sophia bit her lip, trying to mask the confusion swirling inside her.
"There’s no need to call anyone. I’m... I’m Sophia Lancaster."
They stood there, staring at each other in stunned silence.
Just then, a voice called out from inside the mansion.
"Alexander Leonhart!"
An old man stepped out, his face lighting up with a wide smile.
"Master told me you would come today! What are you doing out there?"
"Grandfather," Sophia called.
The old man, Abraham Lancaster, turned towards them, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
He looked between them, his smile growing even wider as if he had been waiting for this moment.
"So, you've met Alex, your fiancé. It’s great to know you both know each other."
Sophia quickly interjected, "We are not—"
"Call your parents, Sophia," Abraham said, cutting her off.
"Gather everyone in the Great Hall. I have an announcement. You both are going to get married today."
Sophia stood, shocked.
"Finally, my long-held wish can be fulfilled today," Abraham’s voice trembled with happiness.
He walked over to Alex, his hand reaching out to grasp Alex’s.
"Come, let’s go to the Great Hall. You’ll meet your in-laws."
Sophia watched them walk away, disbelief and anger surging through her.
She had lost her virginity to that man, and now she was supposed to lose her future too.
"This can't be happening!"
She had dreamed of an extraordinary fiancé, someone worthy, someone heroic, not any rubbish!
Instead, she was now being handed to a man she could have picked off the street.
As CEO of Lancaster Group, known for her beauty and bright future, how could she marry such a man?
What would people think?
"No," she decided. "I'll stop this marriage, no matter the cost."
***
In the Great Hall, Abraham guided Alex to an honored seat.
"How is Master?"
"Still healthy after a hundred years," Alex replied.
"You’re young, successful, and humble. I’m fortunate to have a grandson-in-law like you. Sophia is a good person; please give her a chance to get to know you better."
Alex nodded politely, but he doubt the possibility.
Sophia didn’t look like she wanted the chance.
"Wonderful, wonderf—" Abraham laugh joyfully.
However, just then, an angry voice cut in.
"Are you insane?! Sophia cannot marry him!"
Lady Lancaster, Abraham's wife, angrily stormed into the Great Hall.
She was flanked by their two sons and two daughters-in-law, with Sophia trailing behind them.
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Alex looked at Grandmother Marta."You're right," he said. "I'm not going to tell you who I am. That's not relevant to this meeting." He leaned forward slightly."What's relevant is that the trust instrument says Feby gets her money. You've been withholding it for fourteen months past the legal trigger date. In that time, the estate has continued to generate returns which have been administered by the co-administrator structure — which means by your family. Every month of delay is a month of returns that should have been accessible to Feby and weren't." He paused."I'm not a lawyer. But I've read the documents, and from where I'm sitting, this looks less like prudent management and more like four years of spending someone else's money and finding reasons not to give it back."The silence was absolute.Leon broke it first, and the friendliness in his voice had thinned considerably. "That's an extraordinary accusation.""It's not an accusation," Alex said. "It's a description of what th
Chapter 686
The Rydell family home was the kind of place that had been designed to make visitors feel small.Three stories of pale stone, iron-latticed windows, a gate that required a mana-key to open — the kind of gate that announced, before anyone inside had spoken a word, that the people within considered themselves a different category of person than whoever was standing outside it.Alex stood outside it with Feby and noted all of this without comment.She had told him on the tram ride over. Her father — Edmund Steinmeyer, dead four years now — had left behind a fortune so substantial that the precise number had never been discussed in polite company.What had been discussed, extensively and behind closed doors, was the question of what happened to it.Edmund had died without a will that satisfied everyone.His money had passed into a family trust administered jointly — which in practice meant administered by the Rydell side, her mother's family, who had been living off the interest since the
Chapter 685
She had a bruise on her jaw and she was pointing at him like she owned him."That one," she said again, apparently for the benefit of the knight who had stepped sideways to block her, because she was already moving around him.Alex watched her cross the room. She moved the way people moved when they were frightened and had decided to be angry about it instead — purposeful, slightly too fast, her eyes fixed on him with the concentrated intensity of someone who had made a decision on the walk over and was not going to reconsider it now.She stopped in front of his chair.He looked up at her.She looked down at him.Neither of them said anything for a moment."You're the one from the alley," she said. It wasn't a question."I didn't see your face," Alex said."I saw yours and your naked body." She pulled the chair beside him out and sat, uninvited, angling her body so that her back was to the knight named Dax. A small tactical choice. Alex noted it. "You're in trouble.""Moderate trouble
Chapter 684
The wormhole tasted like lightning and old copper.Alex felt it before he understood it — that electric wrongness on his tongue, the metallic pull at the back of his throat, as the old man carried him through the tear in space.Ragnar was there too, limp and silent, the old man bearing both of them through the fold in reality as though he'd done it a thousand times.Alex had no idea where they were taking him. He knew only one thing with terrible certainty: he would not survive the journey's end.Whatever mercy had kept him breathing until now would end the moment they stepped through the other side.Move.His nascent soul power surged from that buried place, and Alex threw every fragment of it against his own chains.His muscles screamed.His vision strobed white.And then — the
Chapter 683
"It's fabricated." Ragnar's composure had finally begun to fray at the seams, his certainty fraying with it. "It's a projection. A trick. You're being manipulated — all of you — this is a fraud!"Around him, people exchanged uncertain glances, the seed of doubt quietly taking root among the crowd."Fraud?" The word left Alex's lips with a sharp laugh — humorless, deliberate. "Then let's go live."A soft mechanical hum moved through the hall.Eve drifted forward — unhurried, silver, small — as though the chaos filling the hall were nothing more than weather passing through. Its casing opened gently, and from its optical array two live feeds bloomed into the air: soft but clear, laying both armies bare for every soul in the room to witness."Sofina." Alex's voice was quiet and precise. "You can address those armies directly. From here. They will see your face — and every word you speak, they will hear."Sofina straightened."People of House Dornwald. People of House Eisenwall." Her voic
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Duke Eisenwall's gaze dropped to the floor.To Dornwald's body.
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