2024-12-23 03:50:41“What the hell—” Cora shrieked, clutching the quilt to her chest to cover her naked body.
“I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, Cora.” Jeffrey’s voice cracked with rage.
His eyes darted between her and Adam.
Adam was also startled at first and hurriedly stood up from the bed.
But when he saw who it was, his previously tense expression quickly disappeared.
“Whoa, calm down, buddy. No need for dramatics.”
“You shut your damn mouth! This is my wife!”
“Wife?” Cora’s expression turned cold, since the affair has already been exposed.
“Don’t act like I owe you anything, Jeffrey. Look at yourself! You’re pathetic—a dead-end clinic dragging me down.”
Jeffrey’s chest heaved.
He had expected her to show some remorse, but this?
Jeffrey felt a chill in his heart. How did the woman he deeply loved become like this?
Cora simply couldn't be bothered to explain and said coldly, “I was really blind back then; otherwise, how could I have married you, this useless waste?”
“I spent 5 years with you and got nothing in return.”
Jeffrey's eyes widened.
"I have given everything for this family, can't you see that?"
Cora looked at him coldly, unmoved.
"I used my hard-earned money to buy you the expensive jewelry and the fashionable clothes you wanted. I worked tirelessly to ensure you had a good life, sacrificing my own health. Can't you remember any of that? I even gave you our most precious family heirloom!"
He grabbed Cora's wrist, searching for that precious silver bracelet.
But her bare wrist was empty.
“Bah! What a load of crap heirloom! The expert Adam knows has already appraised it, and it's just worthless junk. I threw it in the trash.”
Jeffrey was so angry that he saw black spots before his eyes.
That bracelet was the only memento left by his father!
He hurriedly searched for the bracelet in the trash can.
Cora looked at Jeffrey and coldly announced.
“I want a divorce. You’re nothing to me now.”
Jeffrey’s gaze dropped to the bracelet.
He picked it up and stared at Cora, feeling immense disappointment.
Jeffrey once had a successful career as a veterinarian, and his life with Cora had been nothing short of beautiful.
However, all that changed when his clinic was wrongly accused of animal abuse, embroiling him in a public relations crisis.
His career suffered severe setbacks, and everything he worked for crumbled.
Despite his best efforts to revive his reputation and prove his innocence, people still held prejudices against him and his clinic.
It was during this time that Cora’s attitude began to change, until Jeffrey could no longer recognize the woman he had married.
Adam laughed at Jeffrey’s expression, pulling Cora back to him.
He kissed her neck, his eyes locked on Jeffrey.
He pulled the quilt off her, revealing her naked body.
“Why don’t you stick around? Enjoy the show. Maybe take notes—you might learn something.”
“You bastard!” Jeffrey roared. Before he knew it, his fist collided with Adam’s jaw.
Adam winced in pain as blood trickled from his nose.
“How dare you piece of shit hit me? You’re fucking dead!”
He retaliated with a punch of his own.
The two exchanged blows, but it was obvious Adam was at a huge disadvantage. Though he trained occasionally, his inconsistency left him no match for Jeffrey.
Soon, Adam was knocked down again, with Jeffrey pinning him to the floor.
“Bastard, let go of me this instant!” Adam cursed, his bruised face swollen and immobile under Jeffrey’s grip.
“Jeffrey, stop it!” Cora screamed, stepping between them. She knelt beside Adam, shielding him with her body. “Are you insane?”
Seeing his wife rushing to protect Adam made Jeffrey’s anger flare even more. He clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth.
“Enough!” Cora cut him off with a glare.
“He’s the heir to Whitmore Industries, a multinational corporation worth millions. Do you know what that means?”
Adam, his face bruised but his arrogance intact, leaned against the bedpost.
He spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
“You fucking pig. You will die today!”
Jeffrey stared at the woman he loved for years, a heavy sigh escaping his lips.
He knew now she was truly gone, and no amount of words could bring her back.
Jeffrey’s jaw tightened, his pain turning into seething anger. “You’ll regret it.”
Jeffrey turned and got out of the room.
Adam's voice came from behind.
“Did you hear me, you little shit! You're dead today!”
Jeffrey didn't look back.
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There was a small growl. It started off as a low one, then it became very loud. At Jeffery's muscles pulled, his head jerking around. He thought that someone was trying to infiltrate his room.Then he realized it was his stomach. He had not eaten for a long period of time and not it was protesting. Even a master like him had to eat. So he went to the telephone on the wall to order for food.After everything he had done within those past few days, he deserved to eat something delicious. He deserved to spoil himself. And he was going to do so.If it was up to him he would have gone out to find a good restaurant. Then he would have eaten to his fill without any regard for etiquette. But he had to lay low for now."Roast beef, white rice and chicken stew..." he said slowly, trying as much as possible to avoid drooling.When the call ended he took a deep breath and berated himself, "You almost sounded desperate right there, Jeffery. You're the most powerful man in the city..."His voice tr
CHAPTER 236
Sunlight seeped into the room through the velvet curtains, basking it in warmth and ambience. Specks of dust swirled slowly in the air, a testament that the room wasn't that clean. Just as night had come quickly, it also went in the same manner.For other people it was another new day for them to continue their lives. Perhaps they would continue with their jobs or wallow in depression. But the day would still mean something for them. But for Jeffery it wasn't so.The fate of the world at large depended on him. He had to stop whatever Aadam was planning. Before things got out of hand, he had to make sure to bring order. Hence, the reversal formula which he decided to create.After creating it last night he felt at peace with himself, even though it was just by a little bit. It was just one step in stopping the mass production of Aadam's Dantian awakening serum.Today he was going to refine the drug. It would be the second step he would take in order to ruin Aadam's plan. And he believe
CHAPTER 235
The night pressed against the city like a living creature. Wind whispered through the cracks in the motel walls, slipping over Jeffery's skin with a cold that wasn't natural. The neon sign outside Room 19 flickered again and again—a sickly, yellow heartbeat that matched the unsteady throb in his temples.Jeffery sat at the edge of the motel bed, elbows on his knees, staring at the assortment of forest ingredients laid out on the crooked table.He hadn't slept.Sleep was impossible when his blood felt like molten metal and his bones vibrated with something trying to take root inside them.He forced himself to breathe.The ingredients were arranged in four messy rows:Ironwood bark curls, thick and twisted like dried muscles fibers. Three black fungal spores, each one the size of his palm and pulsing faintly. A jagged amber resin, still warm from the forest floor. Frost bloom petal, so cold they crystallized the air around them.The room itself smelled like sulfur, wet earth, and old ch
CHAPTER 234
The neon light outside his room stuttered again. Then a long, sickly flicker that stretched across the cracked walls like a warning pulse.Jeffery didn't look up.He sat hunched at the rickety motel table—barefoot, shirt clinging to him from sweat, shadows pooling under his eyes. The air in the room was stale and metallic, thick enough that every breath felt like swallowing rust. Something restless prowled in the atmosphere, a prelude to an unnamed disaster.On the table, the Philosopher's Stone glowed faintly inside its silver casing, its pulse rhythmic and alive. Almost like a heartbeat. Almost like it was reminding him:You're running out of time.He knew. He didn't need the Stone to tell him that.The city outside held its breath. Criminals armed with Prescott's awakening drug were growing faster, stronger, hungrier each night. News reports painted him as the threat. The board was turning on Rita. And Aadam Prescott—somewhere in his expensive, clinical office—was watching the worl
CHAPTER 233
Rita left her office with a controlled calm that didn't match the storm tightening inside her. The building's evening lights had shifted into that warm-orange softness she used to love—back when her authority still meant something. Now it felt like a dimly lit stage where every shadow had teeth.Her heels clicked against the polished floor, steady but not careless. She kept her chin level, eyes forward. To anyone watching, she looked composed and confident.To herself, she felt like glass—clear, sharp, and brittle—one wrong pressure away from shattering into shards.But shattered glass cuts, too.And tonight, she refused to break the way they wanted her to.As she walked, she noticed the shift in people's expressions. Some gave her quick nods. Some pretended she wasn't there. Some stared too long, the way people stare at a fallen statue and wonder who will be next to topple.She didn't let it touch her.She stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the boardroom floor. The
CHAPTER 232
The bathroom door clicked softly behind her. Rita leaned against the cool tile wall, her palms pressed against the porcelain sink, splashing water over her face again and again. Each cold splash was supposed to wake her, reset her as always, but it only sharpened the ache inside her chest. She knew every detail about Jeffery—the things no one else could ever imagine—the sacrifices, the dangers, the burden he bore silently. Yet knowing didn't make this any easier for her.She stared into her own eyes in the mirror. The reflection was fragmented by streaks of crystal clear water, tears she hadn't stopped, mascara staining the edges of her irises. Her hands trembled slightly. The sound of the running tap filled the empty bathroom, masking the storm that raged in her mind.I can't believe it. I can't believe that my father would do such a thing—giving them the power to vote me out of the board. Everything I struggled to build... it would return to me. And I thought all this while that he'
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