Rayden paused and stared in the direction of the shouting. It was the voice of Troy, who insisted on fighting back even though his hand was severely and profoundly wounded. The man hissed hatefully, and his eyes blazed with anger. The man who had previously been bullied hid even more behind Marco's back, not daring to look into the eyes of Troy, who had always made him a target.The situation was suffocating, with eyes blazing with a vengeance, blood dripping onto the ground, and cries of pain still clearly audible. No birds were flapping. It was silent. All that could be heard was the sound of harsh breathing and strong gulps of saliva.No one wanted to give in and accept the situation. Troy felt so humiliated by what he was experiencing now. "It's all right if you want to finish this. Just watch. I'll kill you all!"Without blinking, Marco's flat face stared down at Troy and fired a single shot into the other uninjured shoulder. Rayden gasped while Troy again groaned in pain. Now, b
Paul and Rayden looked at each other with puzzled looks. Both of them greedily raised their hands and asked each other questions silently. They thought that when they were summoned, the three of them would have a big problem. Because they had injured four people so severely that they could not leave the scene on their own, from what they had heard, the four people were even close to losing consciousness because they had lost a lot of blood in the forest. If people had found out, who knows what would have happened? Perhaps something much worse was inevitable.But instead of big trouble or yelling, they heard a request for the matter not to continue. It was very confusing for the two of them, who knew nothing. They were summoned here with a thousand and one prejudices filling their heads. Their families might get into trouble because of this.The two people now saw the man in the centre of the room standing slightly stiffly. "The Robertson, Vesper, Emberlyn and Manfred families have agr
Finally, night fell. The park lights were lit with a soft, diffused glow at every point. People were dressed in suits and shirts. Marcoi was no exception. The man looked neat in a dark black suit that matched his material pants. His hair was neatly combed to the side, and the fragrance of perfume was sprayed on his neck.Marco tidied up his appearance once more in front of the room mirror before stepping out to the party venue. People were already gathered and chatting with wine in their hands. They looked classy, with clean, bright faces.The music was soft and slow, not rushed like at other parties where the music was loud and deafening. Marco now entered the room with a very calm gaze. He walked down the centre aisle and stopped by the open balcony with no intention of going there. He just stared at the night view from inside.Then, a waiter approached him and offered him a drink. Marco took a glass of red wine and sipped it slowly without nodding. He immensely enjoyed it because t
Everyone had gathered in the hall as soon as they heard the sound of the speakers being turned on. Junior stood at the center of the stage with a smile of calm formality. The man touched the microphone and began to look at the guests who had agreed to be there."Thank you for being here. I'm so happy that you all came and joined us in celebrating such a great day. And don't forget to have fun. We'll provide the best wine and food for you." Before Junior could finish his speech, the hall lights suddenly went out unexpectedly.People turned to each other, and confused whispers could be heard. "What's going on?" They asked each other confused questions, still finding no answers at all. And a surprising thing happened. Gunshots rang out, and all the guests immediately screamed in panic and covered their heads.Behind the noise and confusion, Marco heard a strong voice. "Where is she?" That sound, Marco had heard it when he was on the balcony. And now Marco was sure that the man who was wh
"Marco?" The same question kept repeating itself from one person to another. They questioned each other as to why Marco was now associated with the Galahad family. "That Marco? Is he the next Galahad family candidate?"There were only questions that were continuously heard without any answers. Because no one understood the facts except Marco himself. People started guessing, speculating and asking questions to whoever was nearby."Marco? So Marco, the budding businessman, is part of the Galahad family? Wow, it's fitting that he can control things," said one of the men who had seen Marcos recently and knew that Marco had just established his own company.The other man who was there nodded with a face of great surprise. "Yes, yes, he can even solve problems and get great partners in his work. He can take on people from big companies who were previously very hard to beat."Many knew Marco was an amateur, supposedly not good at escaping dangerous situations. But that man's business was bo
Not only did one man fall, but the other two who were holding Marco's hands were now also shot out and lost their lives instantly. Marco stretched his body, feeling a little pain in the back of his head from the intense blow earlier. And now, he saw that the requested reinforcements had arrived and were walking towards him.They bowed respectfully to Marco. "Apologies, Master, we got stuck up front and cleaned up a bit of mess before finding you here."Marco didn't answer. He brushed off the dust on his clothes from the struggle. The man then let out a short sigh. "Find and arrest this criminal who is hunting me."Now, Marco walked through another door in the building. While the servant nodded respectfully, of course, Master, we will.""Sir, we can go to a safer place. We'll let you know soon," the servant added again. This place was not safe enough when the enemy attacked. They could block all the exits and keep Marco there until he was caught.But then Marco turned around and looked
Today, at the Luxellery hotel that was so famous throughout Horizon Edge and the entire city, things were bustling. The hall was filled with many men and women carrying cameras and microphones. They all seemed to be standing and staring at each other in the distant direction, where a small stage had been set up with a podium.Some so many reporters came there with an invitation and identification cards. They were all checked before entering and stood in the center of the room, whispering to each other. This was done to minimize any crime during the press conference.The hall, two or four times the size of a soccer field, was almost filled with curious reporters. They checked their flashes and recording devices several times.A man who had worked as a senior journalist looked back at the invitation in his hand, which was maroon with gold accents on the edges. The man looked around and saw only the guards on standby, without a single person who might be the main star of the day. "I wond
Hearing so many questions and sounding quite disorganised, Marco raised his hand to signal the reporters to hold back for a moment. The camera flashes continued to rain down on him rapidly as Marco took a deep breath. He remained calm and controlled the situation well."Please calm down," Marco said, referring to the reporters bombarding him with endless questions. And right at that moment, the noise from the questions that kept coming back and forth slowly decreased little by little. Before the end, there was only the running footage to record the events in the hotel hall.When all the reporters were under control, Marco looked up at the faces now, watching him intently. "All this time, I've been doing my work elsewhere, which is just as important as the work in the family company.""As for the business I just did, I'm quite fond of it outside of family matters. And about the hidden identity, we are waiting for the right time to share this good news with everyone," Marco added.The m