Tyler took his sister straight to Regent Hall and left her in Yara's care.
"I can't take her straight home in this condition," he said. "I'll leave you in charge of Tracy's medical aid and to sober her up. She's gone through a lot. Secrecy must be maintained. Spend as much money as necessary.""I'll do my best, boss!"Even though Tyler left his sister with Yara, he stayed in Regent Hall overnight. He couldn't use chakra healing as his mystical energy was drained in fixing Silas. However, he doled out over a hundred thousand dollars on doctors, nursing staff, supplements, and medical equipment.In the morning, Tracy opened her eyes to see a beautiful angelic face staring down at her."How are you doing?" Yara asked her with a warm smile."Who are you? Where am I?" the girl mumbled apprehensively.The beauty caressed her cheek. "I am Yara, the mistress of Regent Hall. Your brother, Tyler, works for me. He brought you here yesterday since you were sick."Tracy sThe Annual Minerals Exhibition was held downtown in the suburbs of Sapphire City. It was an important event because of the sheer variety of valuable minerals showcased. Ranging from industrial minerals like gypsum to precious metals like gold and silver and stones like diamond—they were available in their purest and rarest forms. Therefore, the exhibition attracted many wealthy and upper-class people across the country.Tyler wasn’t really interested in precious stones. He was on the lookout for a rare object called the Martyr’s Bloodstone. It could remove the most stubborn curses and heal the most terminal illnesses.After exploring over a hundred lanes of the exhibition ground, he finally found a vendor claiming to sell ores from Olympus Hill, a mineral-rich region.“Come here, young man!” the vendor called out, realizing his goods had caught Tyler’s attention. “I am Jabba, one of the most esteemed sellers of rare minerals. What are you looking for? May I interest you in red diamond
Tyler carefully placed the sparkling May Sapphire in his pocket. Even though he drained its stored energy, it could be a helpful catalyst in healing practices. Moreover, his chakras were replenished, and he wanted to try a new technique.One of the henchmen rushed forward to tackle Tyler. "He's just a green young lad! I can handle him by myself!"Bam! A kick to the chest made the man fly across the way he came. He crashed into a storage shop and lay unconscious in a heap of coal.The others looked at Tyler apprehensively. Was he an experienced fighter? How was it humanly possible to kick a fully grown adult across ten yards? Where did he gain such explosive strength?Jabba, also reeling in shock, called out to his men. "Looks like the kid has some skills. That doesn't change his fatal destiny! Don't go at him once at a time. Encircle and attack him until he bites the dust!"As the goons surrounded Tyler, he smirked and activated one of his cultivated abilities—Phobos' Chariot. A shado
Calico was beyond furious and was about to explode. The arrogance of the man before him was mind-boggling. Clearly, everyone knew who Dwayne Mosby was—a man who commanded an army of gangsters and owned tanks and military assault weapons. He was the most feared person in Petra County! Even billionaires like Anderson and Cooper were subservient to him.What kind of madness would possess anybody to summon Dwayne himself with disrespect? Did he want to court death so badly?“What’s the delay for?” Tyler asked with mild annoyance. “I have places to be. Summon your master quickly.”Calico gritted his teeth in a fury. “Do you think I will disturb a dominant personality like Mr. Mosby for any random guy? Am I supposed to be fooled by your false claims? You must be dreaming, kid! I have already called forth twenty of my henchmen. They aren’t pipsqueaks like you have faced until now and will pound you to a pulp! You aren’t getting out of here alive today!”The young man before him indeed had goo
A couple of tinted vans halted nearby, and twenty goons shuffled out of it. They were ruthless members of the Mosby gang. Calico ordered them to shut down Jabba’s shop and confiscate his goods. They dragged the corrupt vendor away like an animal carcass, possibly to an unfortunate fate.The men brought a comfy chair for Tyler to relax and wait while Dwayne was on his way.“Please forgive my earlier behavior towards you, Mr. Grant,” Calico said with lowered eyes. “Mr. Mosby will punish me accordingly.”“It’s alright,” Tyler replied. “You’ve redeemed yourself. Do you still want the May Sapphire for yourself?”The gangster shook his head apologetically. “That was a dire mistake I made. The gem is yours and yours only, sir. I will end anybody who contests your right over it!”Calico didn’t know Tyler’s identity, but Dwayne’s urgent voice had put the fear of life in him. He had never seen his boss so afraid of someone before. Tyler must be a force to be reckoned with.The crowd gathered ar
Michelle Douglas, a twenty-year-old, was the last heir of the royal family of Petra County. She was the proverbial princess, as beautiful as she was talented. The best governesses, professors, and trainers that money could buy carried out her educational upbringing. However, she was mostly home-schooled and not allowed outside the Douglas estate.On rare occasions, when Michelle went out into the world, she was stuck with an entourage of guards. Douglas was undoubtedly an overprotective grandfather since the girl grew up without parents.As Dwayne murmured the details to Tyler, Malcolm eyed the duo with a raised eyebrow. Why did he take the liberty to relate the royal family’s matters to a stranger?“So you see, Mr. Grant… How valuable Miss Douglas is to her family...”Malcolm wondered why the gangster referred to the young man with so much reverence. He was green in his years, his clothes looked ordinary, and the name Tyler Grant was unheard of. What were his credentials to be invite
Tyler turned abruptly and walked away. "Good luck finding your granddaughter, MY LORD," he called out sarcastically from the entrance. "She may not have much time left."It was time for Dwayne Mosby to step in."Lord Douglas. As I mentioned before, Mr. Grant is not an ordinary man. Did you know he is the man who miraculously saved Silas Anderson on his deathbed? However, Mr. Grant doesn't offer help on his own accord. You might have made a huge mistake by turning him down."Dwayne sighed and walked away with a downcast face. He had watched Michelle grow from an infant to a beautiful young woman. The man loved her like an uncle. It would be heartbreaking if something terrible happened to her.Malcolm was on edge and highly suspicious of Tyler, but Dwayne's endorsement was something he couldn't ignore. Moreover, he wondered if an estate-wide search would actually bring any results.The duo were descending the steps of Douglas Palace when the family head hollered from above."Wait!" Malc
Tyler let his mystical energy surge. Since he was no longer in a public place, there was no reason to hold back.The dark dungeons became alive with blinding light as his fists became aflame.The demon realized it had made a fatal mistake. In its immortal lifetime, it had preyed on innocent humans who could not defend themselves. It had never anticipated facing someone with such colossal mystical energy.The demon flinched, but it was too late to withdraw. Tyler punched the creature straight in the center. With an infernal screech, it blew into smithereens.Tyler took a moment to catch his breath. He had taken a risk even though his levels were low. The May Sapphire replenished his energy, but it was temporary. However, a young life had been at risk, and he could not hold back.Tyler approached the girl in bondage. He averted his eyes from her naked body as he undid her chains.She fell forward, and the young man caught her. She felt weightless and barely conscious. With her fragile h
“I’ll kill that bastard!” Trent exclaimed. “I’ll rip out his eyes and feed them to crows!”The young man’s face bandages had been removed shortly. However, the soup scalding that Tyler gave him left behind a permanent tan. Now that he was shivering with outrage, he looked like a boiling tea kettle.“I want his life destroyed as well,” Erica chimed in. “But we saw something strange yesterday that made us wonder if he really is a peasant.”“What are you talking about?” Trent asked with a raised eyebrow. “After Tyler was imprisoned, Dad made sure the Grants were financially crippled. Ricardo stole Hugh’s business, and Huxley extorted all his savings. There’s no way Tyler has even a cent to his name!”Tim Owen stepped forward. “We had the same idea until yesterday. We followed Tyler up to Sterling Hill, thinking he was a chauffeur. However, when we confronted him, he flaunted the keys to Regent Hall! I wonder how he got access to a property even larger than that of the Andersons!”“Shut up