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. . That evening, the most trending news on the internet was the shocking death of Carolyn Anderson and the audacious challenge made by a young man to duel Hendrix Anderson at the infamous Deadly Path of the South. It quickly became the most talked-about topic everywhere. Some began speculating that the powerful young man could very well be the same person responsible for crippling George Anderson. However, no one could say for certain. All they could do was theorize, since there was no solid evidence. One thing, however, was crystal clear: a young man of immense strength had issued a direct challenge to Hendrix Anderson, and everyone eagerly anticipated what would unfold at the Deadly Path of the South. Excitement and tension filled the air as people discussed what might happen when the two forces collided. Later that evening, Landon returned home to reunite with his family. However, what he saw upon entering the house left him utterly shocked. Trixie, who had been severely injure
. . The truth was that Landon had already begun to suspect what was wrong. However, he wanted to hear just how bad things had become with the Enoch family, especially after his personal conflicts with the Anderson family. “The Anderson family is blaming us for working with you to attack them,” Martins began, his tone heavy with frustration. “The last time I was at their estate, George actually ordered my death. If it hadn’t been for the fact that I’ve seen some improvement with my core, I don’t think I would’ve made it out alive. George called me a traitor, right to my face, when I went to see him after he got injured.” Landon sighed deeply, his expression showing both understanding and resignation. “I have to be honest, Sir. Your so-called friend, George, was never a good friend to begin with. I didn’t have a falling out with him because of your family; it had nothing to do with you. He brought the conflict to me by picking a fight. He sought me out, not the other way around.” “S
. . After Landon finished treating Martins, he returned to his house. He had made multiple trips to the Enoch residence before anyone in his own home was even awake. By the time he got back, everyone was still sound asleep. Landon took the opportunity to tidy up the mess that Carolyn and her bodyguards had left behind when they arrived at his place the previous day. Determined to prevent a repeat of the chaos from yesterday, Landon took proactive measures. He contacted Eve, instructing her to send the peak Divine Slayers of his family to discreetly guard his home. With such formidable warriors ensuring the safety of his household, Landon felt reassured that no one would be able to cause trouble like what had occurred the previous day. Satisfied by the presence of the peak Divine Slayer warriors watching over the house, he felt a sense of relief. Before anyone awoke, Landon had already prepared breakfast and made sure that the house was returned to its normal state, erasing any evid
. . When Landon saw the name flash across his phone screen, identifying the caller as Elena, his brows furrowed in confusion. 'Why is Miss Elena calling me all of a sudden?' he wondered, his mind searching for possible reasons, but none came to him. After a brief moment, he shrugged and decided to answer the call anyway. “Hello, Elena?” he greeted, his tone curious. “Hello, Landon. How are you doing?” came Elena’s soft and slightly hesitant voice from the other end. “I’m fine, thank you. And what about you? How have you been?” Landon responded politely, reciprocating her greeting. “I’m doing well, thanks,” Elena replied, her voice sounding more composed now. "So, how’s today going to be for us? What’s the plan?" she asked, diving straight into the reason for her call without preamble. “Today?” Landon repeated, his face scrunching up in a puzzled frown. For a second, he had no idea what she was referring to. “Yes, today,” Elena answered, a note of impatience creeping into her v
I’m sorry for not uploading today. I will begin uploading with full force from on Monday. As much as I want to write, I have to take this break so that I can recover properly. My body needs it. To give you all the best quality chapters I have to be well. I will start uploading again on Monday with full voltage.
. . "Elena?" Elena looked up, her eyes meeting the familiar faces of people she hadn’t seen in years. She heard the sound of multiple voices overlapping, growing louder as they approached. It was a group of both guys and girls, their excitement evident as they tried to confirm that she was indeed the person they thought she was. "It’s really Elena!" "It’s her!" "Elena, how have you been?!" The voices of the group became more animated as they drew closer, clearly excited to have run into her. "Hi, guys," Elena replied hesitantly, a trace of discomfort crossing her face for a brief moment before she quickly masked it. She had finally recognized who they were—her old high school classmates. The group consisted of three girls and three guys. "Elena! It’s been such a long time!" one of the young men, a guy with a head full of curly hair, exclaimed. His name was Gideon, and he was looking at Elena with wide eyes as if he still couldn’t believe it was her. "My goodness, Elena, you lo
. . Landon was thoroughly dissatisfied when he saw that Elena’s old high school friends had joined them at their table, despite his clear opposition to the idea. Elena, for reasons he couldn’t quite fathom, had permitted them to sit with them. What was supposed to be a quiet, private dinner for just the two of them had suddenly become anything but intimate. What surprised Landon the most was the fact that Elena had allowed them to join, even though it was obvious she wasn’t comfortable with their presence. She seemed tense, her shoulders stiff, and her smile was strained. It puzzled him deeply. Why had she invited them to sit down when it was clear she would have preferred to be alone with him? Yet, Landon couldn’t ask her directly, not with the others present. And since Elena had already made her decision, he had no choice but to let it go for the time being. The mischievous group settled themselves at the table, quickly making themselves at home as they placed their orders. It wa
..When everyone turned to look at the newcomer, their expressions darkened even more. The frown on their faces was unmistakable, a clear sign of their displeasure at being interrupted. The atmosphere around the table grew even tenser. Although the newcomer, who had just spoken, stood directly behind Landon, Landon didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. He never forgot a voice, especially one as distinctive as the one he had just heard. Instantly, he recognized the person trying to take their table.‘Don Sebastian…’ Landon thought to himself, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Don Sebastian, as expected, was accompanied by six large men, each of them towering and imposing. They all stood behind him in perfect formation, exuding an air of raw power and dominance. The aura surrounding Don Sebastian was almost palpable, radiating authority and command, as if he owned the very ground he walked on.Because Landon was seated with his back facing Don Sebastian, the l