"Wow, look who we have here!" exclaimed Myles in a loud voice, drawing the attention of the surrounding guests. "Did you come here to congratulate your ex-girlfriend's wedding?" he asked in a condescending tone.Oliver glanced at Myles Lance who was striding haughtily, his sharp eyes staring straight at him, his gaze fell on Oliver's figure sitting alone like a beggar.Myles Lance, the rich man who had always bullied him since school. Even when he did nothing, that bastard kept making him look like a loser in front of everyone. He demeaned him with every bad word he had, pushing him to the brink where everyone trampled on him like useless trash."You never change," Oliver muttered. Although the years passed, Oliver thought the people who used to be bad to him would change for the better as they grew up, but it seemed that instead their hearts and minds were consumed by age.Myles chuckled. "Why? Do you miss our old times?" He put his hands on his waist and styled Oliver's swagger. "Ol
"Has he gone crazy?!""He really is a criminal!"All the guests stepped back in fear. Their mouths gaped, their eyes wide with fear and shock that they could not hide.Myles Lance's once luxurious and classy appearance was now like a pile of garbage with all the food and dessert stuck to his clothes and body. Meanwhile, the blisters on his face were dripping blood from the cuts made by the broken glass."You bastard, Oliver!" Myles shouted. His anger had never been so intense in his life. And it was that loser Oliver who had made it so. Myles vowed never to forgive Oliver for humiliating him and making sure he lived a life of hellish horror."It wasn't my fault," Oliver said calmly. He wasn't at all intimidated by the fearful stares from the guests, or Myles' gaze that seemed to be pointing a laser at him. "I warned you. Twice... and you didn't heed it at all.""Fuck! Who the fuck do you think you are, huh!?" Myles' eyes lit up.Oliver observed Myles trying to stand up straight. All t
"How dare you make trouble at the marriage of the Hanover family who is respected!" Bryan Hanover shouted, his voice booming across the grand ballroom. His piercing gaze was fixed on Oliver Roberts, standing amidst shattered tables and fallen chairs. The wedding, meant to be a moment of grandeur and joy, had descended into chaos.Oliver’s face remained impassive. "I wasn't the one who started this fight," Oliver’s voice cut through the tense air, calm but edged with fury. "Rudolph sent his men after me. I defended myself."Rudolph, his face twisted with arrogance, stepped forward, glaring at Oliver. "You started this chaos! You crazy bastard!" he shouted, his voice dripping with hatred.Myles Lance, fueled the fire, his eyes blazing with rage as he pointed directly at Oliver’s face."He’s the one who did this! He attacked first! We should drag him back to where he belongs—prison! That’s the only place fit for a poor bastard like him!”Oliver growled slowly, his frustration simmering.
“What happened here until a fight like this?” Elena's voice cut through the thick tension in the room. Her sharp gaze fell upon Bryan Hanover, standing rigidly beside Rudolph, whose face was flushed with fury.Bryan responded first, his tone dripping with venom. “Miss Elena, the poor bastard, has made a commotion at my son’s wedding party. He hit all the security officers and caused significant damage. We’ve had enough of this trash, and we’re determined to make the idiot pay for it!”Elena blinked in surprise, her brow furrowing. “You don’t need to speak so rudely, Mr. Hanover,” she reprimanded softly. But the sight before her was shocking—dozens of security guards lay on the floor, unconscious and bruised, each one the victim of a single man’s fists. Oliver.Her chest tightened with disbelief, but deep down, a flicker of admiration blossomed. How could one man, alone, defeat so many? And with such devastating force? She had never seen anything like it. Oliver had always seemed quiet
Bryan’s jaw clenched, his pride bruised. But beneath his anger, a flicker of uncertainty began to grow. Oliver was no ordinary man. And now, Bryan couldn’t shake the feeling that he had underestimated him from the very beginning.“Looks like you really want me to tear your arrogant mouth,” Bryan Hanover hissed, his face red with anger. His voice trembled with rage, the insult from Oliver echoing in his head like a taunting drumbeat.Oliver stood still, his expression calm, unfazed by the threat. His eyes held an eerie calmness, as if the situation was beneath him, a mere annoyance rather than a threat. It was as if he harbored some hidden strength, something Bryan and his men could never fathom.Bryan’s fists clenched, his knuckles whitening as he glared at Oliver. The muscles in his jaw tightened before he barked again, his voice heavy with a deep, rumbling fury.“Today will be the last day you breathe, you garbage! Guards! Kill this bastard now!” he shouted.The order hung in the air
“Tonight will be the last day you draw breath," Bryan Hanover hissed with a triumphant grin after he pushed the phone away from his ear.Shortly after the call was made, a group of hundreds of men in black suits, armed with baseball bats, surrounded the entire hotel.The banquet hall door burst open, and twenty muscular, cold-faced bodyguards stormed in. Standing in two neat rows, they held their heads high, chests puffed out, and shouted Nero's name in unison."Long live the great lord NERO!"All the guards cheered in a loud, guttural voice. It made all the guests tremble with fear. Their faces were deathly pale like ants swarming and being doused with water. Everyone who had originally gathered moved away from the area to seek safety. But the tension was not only felt by the guests, but also Elena and Mr. Hoshier who saw how sturdy the guards, Nero's subordinates, were.No one dared to speak a word and the atmosphere became tense with a palpable freeze. Oliver who saw it all just st
Seeing that Oliver was not afraid of him, a murderous glint appeared in Nero's eyes."Look like you have no fear of me, huh? Don't you know who I am?" Nero's voice was low, but full of threatening and intimidating emphasis."Should I get to know you?" replied Oliver indifferently.Hearing Oliver's words, Mr. Hoshier and Elena panicked to death. Their faces turned even paler. Lord Nero had a bad temper and he was easily offended. Hearing Oliver's remarks he seemed to have no fear and arrogance, which would definitely cause bigger problems if not stopped immediately."Oliver, no... wait..." Mr. Hoshier immediately extended a hand, forcing Oliver back. Now he faced Nero and bowed respectfully. "Mr. Nero, I apologize for the impertinence of his words. He doesn't know you at all, please excuse his ignorance and he is also young," said Mr. Hoshier."Oh, really? A kid like him who can't control his mouth has dared to disturb the Hanover family to the point of summoning me here! Should I just
"What did you say?" shouted Bryan in disgust. His eyes flashed with anger. "How dare you call us trash, huh?" Bryan was about to punch Oliver in the face, but Nero's hand reached out to restrain Bryan's body."Do you know what you just said?" Nero asked. His teeth were chattering. His hands were clenched into fists, holding back his emotions. "You just refused my order?""Yes. Because I am innocent in this matter. If anyone should apologize, it's them." Oliver's words were firm and fearless, pointing at Bryan and Rudolph who stood wide-eyed.Everyone there was stunned by Oliver's words. Oliver looked very brave, there was absolutely no fear even when he was in the presence of Nero. Moreover, Oliver even dared to reply to Nero's words and refused Nero's orders firmly.In this town, there was no one who dared to defy Nero's demands, but today, this seemingly ordinary Oliver completely ignored Nero's face."You crazy bastard... looks like I'm going to have to hit you over the head with a