Morel and Doris immediately headed to the place where the perpetrator was being held. When they arrived, Morel saw that the perpetrator was already battered, a clear sign that Morel's security team had not been gentle.As they approached the perpetrator, Morel recognised a familiar face. It was Tucker, the man who had insulted Morel on the Kurgan family's private island. Tucker now looked helpless, his face covered in wounds and blood.Morel paused for a moment, staring at Tucker in disbelief. "Tucker," he said quietly but firmly. "So this is your doing?"Tucker, although injured, looked at Morel with a gaze full of hatred and fear. "I can't forgive you after that insult," he muttered, his voice filled with hatred. "You got me expelled so humiliatingly from the island and destroyed my reputation. I waited and watched every day, waiting for the right moment to take my revenge."Calmly, Morel took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood running down his forehead. The gest
Morel, who had just gotten out of bed, stood in front of the mirror. He looked at his reflection attentively, seeing all the wounds on his body, especially the bandaged head wound. The remnants of the trauma of the accident were still clearly visible, making him let out a long sigh. The aches and pains all over his body were a reminder of the horrific events he had just experienced.Not long after, a worried Doris came into the room. He immediately approached Morel, his eyes filled with worry and genuine concern. "I'll replace the bandage on Master's head," Doris said in a tone full of worry, carrying the necessary small medical equipment. Morel nodded slowly, letting Doris carry out his task.Doris carefully began to unwrap the old bandages, his hands working deftly but gently. Each movement was accompanied by an attentive gaze towards Morel, making sure no additional pain was caused. "Does Master have any parts that still hurt?" Doris asked with his tone of voice full of care and co
Liam leaned in close to Morel, speaking in a low, thoughtful voice so as not to be overheard by others in the cafe. "This is a job that is not difficult, but the potential rewards are huge and can bring in a lot of money," Liam whispered in a severe tone that showed that this was something he considered very important. Morel seemed confused by Liam's brief explanation and tried to understand more about the offer. "What do I have to do in that job?" Morel asked with a raised eyebrow, clearly trying to glean more information and make sure that he really understood what was involved. "I'd like to know more about this type of work, the responsibilities I'll be taking on, and how things will be organized," Morel added in a thoughtful tone, showing deep curiosity and a desire to understand all the details before making a decision. Liam replied quietly, his eyes occasionally glancing around to make sure no one was listening. "We just deliver things, more or less similar to your previous job
It had been a few days since his meeting with Liam, but Morel's mind was still plagued by their conversation. Tonight, after a long and tiring day at work, Morel tried to find a little peace. The wall clock read almost midnight, and he had just turned off the light when his cell phone rang, breaking the silence of the night. With curiosity mixed with tiredness, Morel reached for his phone and saw Liam's name appear on the screen.He answered the call, and Morel immediately heard Liam's extremely panicked voice, almost unrecognisable. "Morel, Morel, Morel, do you hear me?" Liam said in a very anxious tone, making Morel instantly alert."Calm down, Liam. I can hear you. What's wrong? Why do you sound so panicked?" Morel asked, trying to calm his friend down even though he was starting to feel worried.Liam, who looked almost desperate, replied in a trembling voice, "Morel, help me. Please, otherwise I'll die."Those words took Morel by surprise. He immediately sat upright on his bed, fe
In the car, Liam was still visibly shaking, his eyes continuing to look out the window restlessly. Morel patted Liam's shoulder gently, trying to channel a sense of calm. "We'll arrive at a safe place soon. Focus on your breathing and calm your mind," Morel said calmly.Their journey to safety felt like a very long journey. Every sound and movement outside the car heightened the tension. When Morel's car had only travelled a few meters, another car suddenly appeared and blocked it in the middle of the road, abruptly blocking their journey. The light of the car's headlights illuminated Liam's face very clearly, which immediately turned pale and looked frightened. "Oh shit, they've found me," Liam said in a trembling voice full of fear, his tone almost inaudible due to the panic. His shaking hands showed how panicked he was when he realised the danger that threatened them, while his eyes stared anxiously at the car blocking them.Morel quickly looked behind him and noticed that his bod
In the middle of a dark night, a grand and luxurious nightclub stands with its alluring neon lights. Inside, the atmosphere was bustling, with loud thumping music echoing in every corner of the room. The dance floor was full of people moving to the beat of the music, their bodies swaying in synchronised harmony, while the bar in another corner was packed with patrons enjoying their drinks while laughing and conversing in high spirits. "This place is really amazing," one patron said to his friend as they enjoyed the club atmosphere.The overpowering scent of alcohol fills the air, creating a mixture of sharp and pungent aromas. Cigarette smoke and burnt narcotics billow around the room, adding to the dark and intense atmosphere. Disco lights swirl, creating shadows and fast-moving beams of light, adding to the chaotic yet organised feel of the place. Waiters are busy pacing back and forth, deftly serving orders, while the sounds of laughter and conversation mixed with the music create
Morel nodded slowly, then looked at Liam with a gaze full of confidence. "Trust me, Liam. I have a well-thought-out plan and the necessary resources to deal with it. But for that, I need you to stay calm and believe in every step we will take. In the next two days, we will carry out a series of strategic actions that will distract them and reduce the threat to you."Liam took a deep breath, then looked at Morel with deep guilt. "Morel, this is all my fault," he said in a regretful tone. "I can't keep getting you involved in this. It feels so unfair to put all this on you."Morel looked at Liam with a calm yet firm gaze. "You told me about your problem, so it's my problem too now. I won't let you face this alone."Liam still looked very guilty. His mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out. "But I can't dump everything on you. It's all my fault, and I feel like I invited this problem into your life."Morel sighed lightly and said softly, "Liam, we all make mi
Inside the VIP room now occupied by Morel and his guards, the tension was still palpable despite the situation coming under control. Mr. Adman stood beside his two bound men, looking increasingly angry and frustrated.Morel looked at Mr. Adman coldly and said, "Of course, you'll give them a severe punishment, right?""Of course. I will make them feel the consequences for daring to betray me. They will feel every pain they inflicted, and I will make sure that there is nowhere for them to hide from the retribution. This isn't just about meting out punishment. It's about ensuring that no one dares to defy me again in the future. I will show that treachery will pay dearly, and there is no mercy for those who try to undermine my power." Mr. Adman replied in an angry and determined tone.Morel showed no emotion, but his gaze became sharper as if peering into Mr Adman's soul. "But, our business is not finid there, Adman," Morel said in a calm yet threatening voice, implying that there was mo
Alberix sat in his brightly lit room, his gaze fixed on the large screen showing Doris' press conference. From the start, he was calm and confident, certain that all his plans would go smoothly. However, when Doris presented the evidence against him, his expression began to change.He frowned, trying to understand every word Doris was saying. "No way! He can't do this to me!" he thought, agitated. Doris's calm, confident voice continued to ring out, describing the criminal acts he was accused of. When photos and videos of his lies appeared on the screen, Alberix's anger boiled over. "How dare he attack me like this!" he screamed in a trembling voice. Resentment and helplessness overcame him, and he wrung his hands on the table, grunting in frustration.Alberix stood up, no longer able to sit still. He stepped back, casting his eyes around the room, planning his next move. "This cannot go on. Doris has made a terrible mistake. He will pay for this," he muttered, teeth clenched tightly
There was a young servant pushing the tea table, the young servant looked nervous as he pushed the small table on which was a tray of hot tea. When he reached the door of Morel's room, he knocked carefully, hoping not to disturb his master. From inside came a calm but firm voice, "Come in."Slowly, the maid opened the door and stepped inside, her eyes briefly glancing at Morel who was busy behind the counter, immersed in his work. Without saying much, she poured tea into the prepared cup and placed it on the table in front of Morel. "Here, please, Master," he said in a polite and somewhat shaky voice, trying his best not to make a mistake. After that, he quickly turned around, intending to quickly exit the room.However, the sudden sound of Morel's heavy voice made him stop immediately. "Wait a minute," Morel said, standing up from his chair. "Stop right there."The maid instantly stopped in place, looking down deeply as she said, "What is it, Master?"Morel looked at her sharply, not
Inside a luxurious yet dimly-lit room, the atmosphere was warm and intimate. The walls are adorned with classical paintings, while dim lamps cast a soft glow throughout. In the background, jazz music played softly, mingling with the gentle clinking of glasses and the breeze from the slightly moving curtains.There was laughter, laughter filled with satisfaction and pride. In the center of the room, Alberix danced in a relaxed style, his steps light and to the beat of the music. In his hand, there was a glass of gold-colored drink that he occasionally lifted to take a sip. His face wore an expression of great joy, as if the world was on his side."How marvelous!" he said with another laugh, his eyes shining with sly excitement. He twisted his body elegantly, as if nothing could hinder his happiness that night. "This-this is so good. Look at all the bad press about Morel Spencer. The public hates him!" Alberix laughed even harder, the sound echoing throughout the room, filling the space
The news about Morel Spencer has reached a breaking point, becoming the main topic of every news channel, online discussion, and street conversation. Every article broadcasts a news story, and social media tweets revolve around the same conclusion: Morel Spencer should be held responsible for this mess.The video footage circulating online only made matters worse. The video shows Morel and Marisa leaving their mansion and heading to their car as if running away from trouble. All the evidence that emerged was deliberately cut from only one point of view, giving the strong impression that Morel was the mastermind behind the chaos that destroyed businesses across the city. Images of the black-clad rioters, who vandalized shops and named Spencer as their master, have reinforced the accusation that Morel was involved in this sinister conspiracy."Morel Spencer is a threat to us all!" asserted a political analyst on a talk show. "People like him use their power and money to control things,
The news quickly shook the Spencer family's reputation. Their company's share price fell sharply, creating panic among investors. Many began to demand that Morel Spencer be brought to justice, calling for him to take responsibility for the chaos. The mass media fervently heralded the news, highlighting how dangerous Morel's actions were to society. "Morel Spencer's reckless actions have jeopardised public safety!" screamed one news headline, complete with video footage showing the chaos in the streets. The public began reporting Morel en masse, with many voices calling for the authorities to take action. They claimed that Morel's reckless behaviour had created insecurity in their neighbourhoods. "We can't let someone like that roam around without consequences!" said one resident in an interview, expressing widespread anger. This made the situation even more tense. Marisa, who had been following the news with interest, felt how unfair all the accusations were. "This cannot be allowe
Marisa stared at her phone screen with bated breath, her eyes unblinking as the news about the mess involving Morel Spencer was displayed there. Breaking News: Street Chaos Caused by Morel Spencer?Tuesday night, a vast chaos rocked one of the city's main streets, involving Morel Spencer, the heir to the Spencer family, in a horrendous shootout. This riot caused mass fear but also caused severe traffic jams and undermined public order.Initial reports suggest that this incident was triggered by Morel Spencer's presence at the location. The attackers, suspected to be an organised armed group, seem to have planned this attack well in advance. However, some sources indicate that Morel's presence and manoeuvring in the business world attracted powerful enemies, eventually leading to this violent incident.Eyewitnesses mentioned that gunshots were clearly heard, with bullets hitting various vehicles around the scene. According to residents, Morel Spencer's convoy was travelling at high sp
The situation around Morel's place was utterly chaotic. The sudden attack from an unknown party had created great chaos. The sounds of explosions and gunfire filled the air, causing panic among the people who were there. Fear-filled faces ran for cover, not knowing what exactly was going on. Some people shouted, "Is this a terrorist attack?" The atmosphere grew tense while others desperately asked, "Why aren't any police here?"Amidst the chaos, a young woman ran around frantically, tears in her eyes, her face pale with fear. "Help, help me! I don't want to die here!" she screamed, her voice drowned out by the growing commotion. She began to get hysterical, not knowing where to go. Suddenly, the sound of a bullet whizzed by her, just inches from her head. The bullet pierced through the air with terrifying speed, making her gasp in shock. In an instant, her body fell to the ground, collapsing instantly from the fear that surpassed her limits. The people who witnessed the incident gre
Marisa and Morel were startled as the car suddenly stopped, causing their bodies to nearly collide with the front seats. They exchanged worried glances, especially Marisa. Her face was shocked, her eyebrows raised, and her mouth slightly agape.Her eyes widened as if trying to confirm what she was seeing. She leaned back into her seat, gripping the armrests tightly, her body tense with anxiety.They turned toward Doris, who was still staring straight ahead, her face tight with tension. “Doris, what’s happening?” Morel asked, his voice tinged with concern.Doris exhaled before responding, “Someone is blocking our path, Master.”Marisa and Morel looked ahead. Right in front of their car, another black car was parked horizontally, blocking their way. A man in a black t-shirt and matching sunglasses sat behind the wheel; visible through the dark lenses, his gaze exuded intimidation. Something about his demeanor raised suspicions.Marisa's heart pounded in her chest. She clutched her cloth
The press conference began in a grand and spacious room with over a hundred gathered reporters. The event was broadcast live on all television stations and social media platforms, attracting the attention of millions across the region. They all knew that Today, Morel Spencer, the mysterious figure who had long been hidden behind the shadows of his family, would finally speak. The atmosphere was tense, and the lights from the cameras flashed, illuminating Morel.With confidence, he stood in front of the podium, gazing at the journalists with a firm look. The noise of clicking cameras gradually subsided as he began to speak. "Thank you to everyone who is here Today. Today, I want to reveal something very important—about who I am, and I am here to declare that I am the leader of the Spencer family."Morel took a deep breath, fully aware of the weight of his words. His declaration would soon make it known to the public that he was now the head of the Spencer family.He concluded his speec