Being one of the chosen guests, Demian was invited to sit at a special table with several other famous billionaires. Dressed in a suit from a world-renowned brand, with neat, fragrant hair, and handsome features, the guests couldn't stop glancing at him. Especially the women. The soft-chested creatures did not stop stealing glances and spreading smiles at him. There were even two of them who openly approached wanting to get acquainted. However, Demian responded to all of this very coldly. Let alone being willing to name names, he was reluctant to stare back at them.
"Since all invited guests are present, let's open the auction today. Starting with .... "
"This is boring!"
As if hearing her boss mutter, Niel immediately leaned over to confirm whether she had heard him wrong or not.
"What did you say just now?"
"When will the painting be auctioned off?" as
While Demian was enjoying his victory at the auction, elsewhere Dylan was strategizing with the one-eyed demon. To avoid the risk of being found out, he deliberately took time off with the excuse of not feeling well. Dylan then disguised himself as a guard and left quietly from the house before finally arranging an appointment with the person who would finish off the bastard. "So Demian's here now?" asked the one-eyed demon as he stared at the GPS on the phone screen. "Yes. He's attending an auction. He said he wanted to buy a painting that his mother had wanted for a long time," Dylan replied sarcastically. "Hmmm, a gathering of the rich. I like this. The news of Demian's death will definitely become an instant topic of international discussion if I manage to kill him. What an excellent day of death."A strange feeling came over Dylan when he heard the one-eyed demon's words. The thought of Demian lying there with his head crushed made Dylan look the other way. Couldn't he stand i
Niel and his men tightly protected their boss as he exited the building. Their glances were sharp, vigilantly watching their surroundings. "Where's the car?" Demian asked casually. He actually felt uneasy about what was happening. I don't know where the villain was. What was clear was that the atmosphere was tense. And for the first time a Demian felt threatened. "It'll be here soon, sir," Niel replied as he looked up at the top of a building. There was an urge to look over there, but nothing. There was no suspicious movement. "Don't be too conspicuous. Your actions could attract a lot of people's attention. There are tons of CCTVs here. I don't want this to be picked up by the media.""You don't have to worry, sir. If any media dares to make untrue news, I will immediately destroy their company to nothing. Right now, your safety is much more important. Hope you can understand."This time Demian had no intention of refuting Niel's words. Because what they were doing now was to prot
"Sir, are you okay? You weren't hit by that shot, were you?"A woman asked as she hobbled over to Demian who was sitting on the ground. One of his legs appeared to be covered in blood. "Sir, why don't you answer?""Who are you?"Intending to escape to safety, Demian's plan was unexpectedly detected by the person who wanted to kill him. Immediately successive shots were directed at him, but failed. Not a single bullet hit him. However, it wasn't just luck or coincidence. Out of nowhere, a strange woman suddenly appeared and pushed Demian's body strongly so that he could survive death. This incident might be considered as a very real madness because the woman sacrificed her own safety to protect someone she didn't know. Amazing. "Now is not the time to know who I am. It's better that you just leave here immediately. I'm afraid that criminal is still stalking you from somewhere," said the woman refusing to introduce herself. She kept looking around to see if it was safe or not. "You're
"What the hell? Where did the assassin go?" one of the guards shouted with emotion when he found no one on the roof of the building. There was only a long-barreled gun left right at the edge of the building. "Check where the gun is pointing. If it's not at the building in front of us, then we've entered the wrong building!"Immediately, a guard checked the weapon to confirm whether they had misplaced it or not. And as soon as he saw where the binoculars were pointing, he immediately widened his eyes in shock."We're not wrong. The shooter's position is indeed here and this is his weapon!""Did you check it properly?""Yes. Just a little too late, I don't know what would have happened to our boss. The assassin has already locked Mr.Demian's head and is just pulling the trigger. We came at the perfect time!""WHAT?""See for yourself if you don't believe me."One by one, the guards looked through the binoculars. And yes, there was a clear view of the boss's head already in the crosshair
Bug bug bug"Why are you guys so careless! Catching one person with so many of you why did it fail? What are you doing?!" Niel snapped angrily after beating his men to the floor. His breathing was ragged, disappointed. "Mr.Niel, that assassin tricked us. While we were engaged in a firefight, he tried to escape by jumping through the window. And we immediately went on alert with a tight guard at the bottom. However, when we got close, we realized that it wasn't the assassin who came down, but a doll wearing his clothes. We were fooled!" explained one of the guards, ignoring the blood coming out of his nostrils and the corners of his lips. It was a risk for failing to capture the enemy. So none of them dared to complain. "Then should I care about your excuses?"Silence. This made Niel even more angry. Pulling out the weapon tucked into his waistband, Niel pointed it at the chief guard's head. His jaw tightened. "You know very well that Mr.Demian is the most resistant to failure. Do yo
Due to his weakened condition, Morgan almost had a heart attack when he heard the news that Demian had been attacked. The news was still confusing, but it was enough to send him into a state of panic. "Katty! Dylan!" Morgan shouted, clutching his chest. He swatted away the hand of his assistant who wanted to help. "Get away from me!""Sir, you're in pain. How can I stay away," said the assistant refusing to obey. He was in charge of Mr.Morgan's health. If anything happened, Mr.Demian would surely kill him brutally. "What parent wouldn't be in pain if they knew their son was in danger! Hah!""Yes, I know, but you must also understand your own condition. Calm down. Mr.Demian has many bodyguards. The enemy won't be able to hurt him that easily.""That's what you think!"Annoyed that Katty and Dylan had not shown up, Morgan forced himself to leave the room. Together with his assistant, he went to Dylan's room which must be where Katty was. Inside the room, Dylan was raging after receiv
Like a stream of water, the news of the attack on the owner of B&F Corporation instantly filled all the news stations and social media. There were even two companies that had the audacity to upload videos of the seconds someone rained gunfire down on Demian. Including the presence of a goddess who managed to save the powerful man from death. "What the hell!" Demian was very upset when he found news that did not match what happened. The appearance of a strange woman was the reason why Demian could survive death. Truly, this sentence made the name in question furious. Niel, who was driving, immediately asked his boss what happened. He guessed that someone stupid must have written the wrong news. "What's wrong, sir?""Destroy their company to the ground, Neil. I really hate people who just report things without knowing the truth. Just saying that I survived thanks to Rosalind's help. What kind of news is this!""Yes, sir. After taking you to the mansion I'll go straight to cleaning up
"Demian!"Demian didn't move at all when an exclamation sounded quite loud in his ears. It was his father's voice. "Sir, be careful," Niel said, swiftly holding Mr.Morgan's body, which was about to fall due to his unbalanced steps. This was what he was worried about. "Demian, is all the news true?" asked Morgan while looking worriedly at the cold figure sitting on the dining chair. He had been in his room when he was told that his son had come home. Morgan wanted to make sure that his son was okay after the shooting incident. "Just ask your favorite wife, Dad. She's the one who knows the truth about the news," Demian said casually, delegating the answer to Katty. Meanwhile, her hand kept rubbing the dog's head on her lap. Very obedient and also sweet. "W-what does this mean? Why me?" asked Katty stammering. Cold sweat instantly broke out all over her body. She panicked. "Why you? Of course it's you. Who else could it be? Your son?"BraakkkDylan pounded the table. He had had enou