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The Great Commander Strikes Back Chapter 135
The sound of high heels clashing with the marble floor echoed along the hallway leading to the women's bathroom. Vanessa strides gracefully, her red dress swaying slightly with her movements.Once inside the bathroom, she walked to the sink and opened the faucet, letting the cold water flow between her fingers. Her slender fingers moved slowly, washing her hands as if to erase something that was bothering her.In front of the large, gold-framed mirror, Vanessa lifted her face. Her eyes traced her reflection-checking the makeup that had lasted all night. Has it faded? Was it still perfect?She moved a little closer, adjusting the position of her earrings, making sure their sparkle remained visible from any angle. Her fingers trailed through her hair that was neatly cut in a butterfly cut, tucking it behind her ear to make the jewelry more visible.However, her movements suddenly stopped. For a moment, she stared at her reflection in silence. The figure of the man from earlier came back
The Great Commander Strikes Back Chapter 136
Harvey got up instantly, his chair squeaking as it was pushed back. He caught a glimpse of something at the far end of the room, but more than that, his instincts kicked in. Another crash, louder this time-something had happened.Then, a woman's body was thrown into the air. Time seemed to slow down as Harvey moved quickly, his hand outstretched, catching the figure before her body hit the floor. The pounding on his arm was strong, but he managed to hold the woman's weight.For a moment, Harvey stared at her face. Her long black hair was in disarray, her thin lips were slightly parted in pain, and the red dress she was wearing looked rumpled from the fight that had just taken place. Vanessa Reid.Harvey's eyes widened. “This woman... What happened to her?” he wondered.In his arms, Vanessa winced, her hands pressing shakily against her stomach. Her breathing was labored, but as soon as her eyes opened and she realized where they were, her expression instantly changed.“Let go!” her vo
The Great Commander Strikes Back Chapter 137
"You must be pretending to help me!" Vanessa stared at Harvey with piercing eyes, her breath catching. Even though she had just seen him take out her kidnappers with ease, she still did not lower her guard.Slowly, she backed away. Her movements faltered, her body was unsteady-her injured leg forced her steps to falter. But that didn't stop her.Her hand was raised, her fingers tightly gripping the pepper spray. When Harvey steps closer, she raises it, ready to spray him in the face.Harvey halts his steps. Letting out a long breath. "I'm just trying to help."Vanessa clucked her tongue, her jaw hardening. "Bullshit," she hissed, her eyes narrowed with suspicion. "You're going to take me away soon, aren't you? You're going to kidnap me and do bad things to me."Her hands trembled slightly, but the spray remained firmly in her grasp. Harvey just stared at her silently. Harvey only slightly furrowed his brow, understanding the panic that surrounded the woman.When his hand moved slightl
The Great Commander Strikes Back Chapter 138
"What does that mean?" asked Vanessa, her eyebrows rising high, creating a fine frown on her forehead.Harvey didn't answer right away. His gaze fell on Vanessa's arm, probing yet calm. Although the long-sleeved shirt covered her skin, his eyes seemed to pierce through the layers of fabric-observing the invisible details.Harvey let out a smile that was so thin, it was almost imperceptible. "You have a lot of potential," he said calmly but confidently. His gaze remained locked on Vanessa's eyes, as if trying to convey something deeper than words.Vanessa swallowed. Her heart fluttered, not out of fear, but because she felt something new-recognition. Beneath the defensiveness and the wounds that had not fully healed, this man's words pierced her outer layers and touched a side that had long been buried: trust in herself.With slow, non-threatening steps, Harvey approached. His every movement was controlled, like someone who never rushed because he knew his own strength. "What you'll le
The Great Commander Strikes Back Chapter 139
The cold light from the television cuts through the darkness of the room. Harvey's image was carved into the wall, still, barely moving. He was sitting back on the couch, but his body seemed too stiff for someone who was relaxing. The light from the screen bounces off his wide-open eyes, glued to the news that drones on like a whisper that won't stop.It wasn't entertainment he was looking for.His eyes were sharp, blinking occasionally, but more out of tiredness than comfort.Suddenly, a soft knock sounded on the door. Harvey turns his head. At first glance. Reflexively. As if the sound touched the deepest layers of his tension."Come in, Jordan," Harvey said without turning his head, his voice flat but sure.He knew it was Jordan. There was a distinctive vibration that traveled from the floor to the soles of his feet-an all-too-familiar energy rhythm. As subtle as the swish of the wind but strong enough to be recognized.The door creaked softly. Sure enough. Jordan appeared on the t
The Great Commander Strikes Back Chapter 140
Three hours on a plane was enough to make Neuron feel sore all over. He swung his arms back and forth, rotating his shoulder joints until a small crick sounded, then shook his head to relax the tense neck muscles. His face radiated a strange satisfaction, as if the fatigue was part of a routine he enjoyed.In stark contrast to the two men behind him-Harvey and Jordan-who walk leisurely but alert, blending in with the airport crowd through their simple clothing. Nothing flashy. Nothing suspicious. Harvey shoved his hands into his jacket pockets, his eyes sweeping the surroundings quickly and calmly.Neuron is just the opposite. He wore a wide-brimmed hat and large sunglasses-the style of a celebrity seeking attention, not hiding. His steps were light but confident, as if he knew he was noteworthy.They hadn't fully exited the terminal when a crowd of people with cameras and microphones began to approach.The flash lights turned on."Prof. Neuron!" A male journalist thrust a microphone
The Great Commander Strikes Back Chapter 141-1
The round lights around the mirror cast a warm glow on Josh's face. Behind the reflection of the vanity mirror, he sat up straight, wearing an ivory white shirt that looked as slick as if it had been ironed twice. His right hand is busy adjusting the folds of his dark blue tie, while his left hand holds his cell phone, which is constantly vibrating from social media notifications.A makeup artist stood at his side, applying a light powder to Josh's cheeks with a large brush. Her movements are quick yet careful, like painting on glass.Suddenly, high heels could be heard approaching. Linda-dark-skinned, wearing thin glasses, and always with a tablet in hand-stopped right behind Josh's chair."Josh, it's almost time," she said without taking her eyes off the tablet screen. Her tone was calm, but quick - the speech of someone used to being in control.Josh didn't respond immediately. He leaned forward slightly, straightened his tie once more, then grinned at the mirror. His gaze swept ov
The Great Commander Strikes Back Chapter 141-2
The shiny black car slowed down before coming to a smooth stop in front of the main conference center. The back door opened, and Josh stepped out confidently, wearing thin, gold-rimmed glasses-an accessory he had chosen not for sight, but for intellectual illusion.Behind him, Linda followed, holding a tablet and a folder of documents that she had memorized the contents of better than Josh himself.As soon as Josh appeared, a group of people immediately approached. Some pointed their cellphones at him, and some whispered to each other while pointing. Josh's face-which often appears in political satire videos-is well known in Kaelvarion.With a gesture that he was used to doing in front of the camera, Josh put on a big smile. He raised one hand in a half-wave like a true politician campaigning. "Oh, I'm sorry, guys," he said lightly, his voice rising an octave to be heard over the crowd. "I have to go in soon to meet the leaders of Kaelvarion. Stay tuned for updates from me... the late
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Harvey stepped into the building, immediately sensing the busy atmosphere that enveloped every corner. In the lobby, employees milled about with hurried steps, each carrying a stack of documents that seemed to need to be handed over immediately, as if their world revolved around those files. Their movements were so fast, like they were being chased by something unseen, prompting an almost palpable tension in the air.The atmosphere was suffocating, filled with unspoken pressure. Harvey felt his chest slightly squeezed by the endless crowd. He averted his gaze for a moment, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly to calm himself. The sound of his breathing seemed to make room for his mind to refocus, to escape for a moment from the pressing hustle and bustle.Harvey frowned, feeling the irritation that was creeping up on him. What should have been a calm and orderly morning was now immediately greeted with a bustling and anxious scene. In front of this building, he felt like he was bein
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"Did you know? Something big is about to happen in Rainvale!" exclaimed a man with sparkling eyes, bowing slightly towards his two colleagues.His breathing sounded heavy with excitement. In the center of the crowded building, the three of them seemed to create a small space for their own excitement.The noise around them was ignored. They sat tightly, their faces serious yet full of anticipation."The God of War has reappeared!" the man continued, almost in a whisper but with a tone full of admiration."Huh?" The colleague next to him frowned, half in disbelief. "This is big news! We haven't heard from the God of War Kaelvarion in a long time.""It's been three years!" chimed in the third man, raising three fingers in the air as if to emphasize. "I remember very well, the last time I heard about him was three years ago. But why is he suddenly reappearing now?"The man exhaled heavily, his shoulders dropping slightly with the exhale. "I don't know," he muttered, forehead creased in do
Chapter 155-2
"...I'm sorry," Vanessa whispers, her voice almost drowned out by her own breathing. Her eyes look down deeply, as if she can't bear to look at Harvey. Her fingers gripped the hem of her shirt tightly, trying to hold back the turmoil of guilt rising in her chest. "I... I misjudged you. Someone as good as you... can't be a mobster."The words came out softly, yet heavy, like a burden she was finally releasing after a long time. Vanessa took a deep breath, letting the air fill her lungs, hoping the tightness would evaporate with it.From the beginning, she realized one thing-Harvey had never treated her like an object or a medium of exchange, unlike the men she had met before, who always looked at her with hungry or ambitious eyes. Harvey, somehow, always stood between her and danger, protecting her... without asking for anything in return. For the first time, that sense of security felt real.Although Harvey was one of the investors in Q-Entertainment, Vanessa never felt she had any ex
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A subtle clink was heard as two crystal glasses touched, breaking the soft silence of the night. The dim light from the chandelier bounced off the surface of the red wine, creating a warm glow between them."Cheers," Vanessa said softly, her voice husky and sweet like the whisper of the night breeze. She looked up at Harvey with a faint smile, her lips touching the rim of the glass as she took a small sip of the red liquid.Harvey raised his glass and took a slow sip, his gaze fixed on the woman before him.Vanessa took a small breath as the aroma of wine filled her chest. She placed the glass back on the glass table, her fingers still gently curled around the neck of the glass."You're right," she said, her voice a half-whisper, "it's warm."Their eyes met for a moment, and in that gaze... there was something unspoken, but deeply felt.A small smile spread across Vanessa's face, like the petals of a flower slowly opening in the evening light. Her eyes shone, reflecting the twinkling
Chapter 154
"Ha... ha ha ha... finally! I got you!"Alvaro's laughter shattered like broken glass-loud, unstable, and full of madness. His chest heaved, fueled by an adrenaline rush that had yet to subside. With hands still sticky with blood, he shook his face as if to get rid of the remnants of the fear that had gripped him earlier.Then he opened his eyes.Smoke was still billowing from the Glock pistol in his hand. The tip of the muzzle was pointed right at Harvey's face-a face now covered in blood, with a gaping hole in his temple. The body wobbles, then falls to the floor with a silent dug that hits Alvaro hard in the ear.Alvaro stared at the scene with narrowed eyes, as if carving it into his memory. That second felt like the greatest gift of his life.His jaw hardened, then the laughter erupted again, wilder than ever."Ha... ha ha ha..."His hands clenched into fists. His shoulders rose with unstoppable laughter."HA HA HA!"Alvaro's laughter erupted, uncontrollable-loud and guttural, li
Chapter 153
"Humph! Damn it!" Alvaro roared as he pulled the gun back, but before he could fully raise it, Harvey's hand had already slapped the weapon hard. The gun was thrown, spinning in the air before falling and bouncing on the floor with a loud clanking sound.With one hand holding Alvaro's head, Harvey pressed deeper, forcing the man's face closer to the surface of the table. Alvaro's forehead is crushed hard, almost touching the stale coffee stains that have yet to be cleaned. It's as if he's no more valuable than the dried dirt there."Don't try anything funny, Alvaro." Harvey's voice is flat, but his coldness is like ice piercing into your bones.Alvaro gritted his teeth. His face was bright red, his breathing ragged like an animal that had just been snared. His muscles tensed, trying to resist, but Harvey's pressure gave him no opening. He shook violently, not from the cold, but from the anger and panic that had accumulated together.All the muscles that were once confident now lost th
Chapter 152-2
"The eight people I hit earlier should have been a warning for you," Harvey said calmly, his voice as flat as the calm water that hid the rushing current underneath. "But it seems you'd rather turn a blind eye."His gaze was piercing, yet calm. He stood with a straight posture, not a single trace of tension in his body as if the surrounding gunmen were mere shadows.Alvaro smiled casually, like someone who knew he was still in control. He crossed one leg over the other, then rested his head on his palms, his fingers supporting his temples. He gestured like a king observing a clown."Oh, I don't care," he said lazily, the smile still hanging on his face. "They pissed me off by coming home with injuries but not a word about who you are. So... I prepared this for stubborn people like you."Harvey stood quietly in the center of the room, surrounded from all directions. Thirty-six men dressed in black grinned with eyes full of murderous intent. The light of the room's lamps bounced off the
Chapter 152-1
"Bastard..." Alvaro's voice sounded hoarse, his eyes widened as if they were about to jump out of their sockets. The words lumped in his throat, held back by the wave of emotions that began to bubble up. "This... this has to be a lie!""You've seen it for yourself," Harvey cut in, calm. His lips curved faintly, but the smile felt more like a cold scratch in the air. It was hard to tell if it was a subtle taunt or a sign of satisfaction that he didn't want to show.His eyes were piercing. Flat, merciless, as if there was nothing to argue about."One hundred million dollars," he continued, still in a near-whisper but sharp tone. "As I said. Now, do your job."Alvaro's heartbeat was clearly audible to his own ears, like the sound of a sledgehammer hitting his chest wall. His breathing was short and irregular. He stares at the man in front of him - with his cheap clothes and expressionless face - who has suddenly become a menacing figure he has no control over.Harvey wasn't just telling
Chapter 151-2
Harvey's steps echoed softly as he entered the empty building. The walls are dull, the paint is peeling, and the smell of dampness lingers like the breath of a decaying past. This place is far from decent, but that's what makes it ideal. There are no cameras, no witnesses. Only space and silence were silent witnesses to what was about to happen.Jordan had chosen this location carefully-and Harvey loved it. A place like this gave him freedom, space to speak... or act.On the other side of the room, a man stood with his arms folded across his chest. Sunglasses covered most of his face, but his sharp jawline and faint wrinkles on his forehead suggested impatience. Despite his age, his body was still well-built, clad in an expensive suit that was too flashy for such a bad place.His face conveyed a stern and dominant disposition. Alvaro Gibson. A man known not only for his business success, but also for the long list of women he'd collected like a personal collection. Four wives, and sti
