When Elaine woke up the next morning, her head was pounding. She knew why she was feeling so heavy. When she had returned home last night, she had cried her eyes out until sleep defeated her. It got to a point where she really couldn't tell why she was crying. But it didn't matter because the tears would not stop gushing out. She walked into the neat and beautiful kitchen to make herself an instant coffee. She was taking a sip as she wandered towards the living room.She took a minute out to stop in front of the big mirror that was plastered in the left corner of the hallway. When she looked in the mirror, she dropped the cup in her hand. A splash of hot coffee splattered all over her body, which gave room for a scream. But she didn't really care much about the burn. Not because it didn't leave a scar, but instead because of the person she was staring at in the mirror. Her eyes were so swollen to the extent that she looked a different person. She was tempted to think that when s
When the fist landed in Cory's face, his cheeks folded in, and his nose shifted to the side. The force of the hit was so random and effective, which made the impact even more fatal. "You lowlife pervert!!! How dare you touch my boss!!!" Charles barked at Cory. He drew another fist and was about to launch the attack. At this moment, Cory was very much aware of the situation. He stopped the hand mid-air. "How dare you stop me from teaching you a lesson! Let my hand go!" Charles seemed bent on wanting to break the jaws and bones of Cory. Cory added a little pressure on the wrist of Charles that he was holding. The pressure was quite subtle but effective. At first, Charles was still ranting and raving, trying to intimidate Cory, but then he lost his voice. "Ow. Ow, that hurts. Let go of me." Charles started to fight for his life. But Cory didn't let go of him. He held still on to the wrist of Charles, adding more and more pressure. Charles' knees had folded this time, and he was abo
Elaine rushed through the room to get to the door. When she got outside, she saw Cory walking away. She wanted to go after him but then noticed Charles. Charles was climbing out of the car, and his hand was now whole. Healed. At that moment, Elaine couldn't decide whether to run after Cory or just stand there and wonder how Charles got his wrist healed. Before she could come to a decision, Cory was already out of sight. He was nowhere to be found. "He healed me. I had no idea how he did it, but he healed me." Charles sounded really excited as he recounted the deeds to her. "I have to stop somewhere first before going for the meeting. There is someone I want to pick." Elaine brushed the odds off, walking straight to the car. When next Cory was seen, he was standing by the roadside waving a cab down. He knew that he wouldn't have to continue living this way. He would have to get himself a car as soon as possible. But that wasn't the right time for that. At this moment, he wanted t
He turned around to see the man who had ordered him to stop. It was a lanky man. The man looked well built. His frame was towering and quite intimidating. If Cory didn't have any supernatural abilities, he probably would be shaking and quaking just standing in front of the man. Coupled with his intimidating physique, the man's face looked like a personified rock. It would seem as though if an object crashed against it, such would turn into a fine pebble. The man weighed Cory's physique and outline with his wild eyes, looking Cory from the head to toe.Because of the nature of his eyes, it was hard to tell if he was looking down on Cory or if he was only doing his job. Cory didn't want to start having ideas, but he could tell that that was what judging eyes looked like"How may I help you?" The man inquired boldly. Cory smiled warmly at the man, reaching out his hand to shake the man's hand. "My name is Cory. I just want to talk to the receptionist. It won't take too long." Cory's
Cory knew for a fact that there was no other person in this place other than him. He was the only person sitting while the rest of the people were on their feet. This meant but the harsh truth that the man was referring to none other than him. Why, though? He couldn't place it. He had already come to the conclusion that the people here are quite decent compared to the likes of the cab drivers. He wasn't having wrong ideas and didn't want to nurse ugly thoughts. But the rich looking man was staring dead at him. His eyes held both flames and derision. Cory was trying so hard not to read an unnecessary meaning to this, but he just couldn't help himself. There was disgust and derision splattered across the intimidating face of the man. "What the hell! Is he still sitting?!!!" The man's tone increased, almost resulting in a yell. Cory had no reason to stand up. What in the hell is this? He thought he had seen it all, but obviously, he was just having ideas. "You should stand on your
"Let go of my hand!!!" The man barked, not realizing what Cory had just said. He realised that the grip of Cory on his hand was so strong that if Cory were to add pressure, his wrist might snap. He was scared to the end of his wits, yet he wasn't going to show his fear to this riff-raff!!!But then when he noticed that Cory was still looking past him. He slowly turned to look behind himself. When he turned, he lost his balance and almost somersaulted! His legs shook so heavily that it felt like his knees would fold in. Sweat pooled at the corners of his face when he saw the lady standing in front of him. Cory let go of his hand, and he sprawled to his feet, dropping on his knees all of a sudden and kowtowed to Anna! "Miss Anna! It's truly you! I thought it was a joke. I heard from my personal source that you would be coming unannounced to the company today as the new manager. I only thought of trying my luck whether or not I would see you. It was true. It's such an honor to meet
Arold knew that he had every right to dispute what he had just seen. From his own standpoint, there was no sense whatsoever in what he was looking at. Every sane person would perhaps agree with him on this one. But given by the fact that the card had been handed over to him by none other than the only child and daughter of Lord Theo! He dared not call it a lie. Cory, on the other hand, was wondering what the details of the card with Arold were. Although, Lord Theo had promised to send a company card through Anna, which Cory would be using henceforth. Yet he didn't really know what the card would be about. Cory couldn't ponder too much on that. Arold was shaking heavily. He dropped on his knees all of a sudden. He had heard about the new changes in the ownership of the Eagleville mall. In fact, he had come here hoping to come across Anna. By that, he would be able to find a way to speak with the new owner of Eagleville through Anna. That was what he was hoping dearly. But things
Arold was already wetting his pants when he heard this. He didn't even care that he was about fifty years old. He didn't care about age. What Cory had just said was so huge and disturbing. It was something that had unsettled his whole body system, and his head was heating. "My Lord. Please forgive me. Don't do this." Arold sprung at the feet of Cory, a relentlessly effort to grapple at the legs of Cory. Cory sent the tip of his shoes into the jaws of Arold. Anna gasped, clutching her palm to her mouth when she heard the crack of broken bones at the contact. Cory's face held no trace of emotion after the suicidal kick he gave Arold in the face. Arold's face was streaming with blood now. "Did she even get the chance to beg you?" Cory bellowed at him, his face tightening. When the image of the dying receptionist flashed through his mind again, he gritted his teeth. Something deep inside of him was awakened. He lifted his gaze at Anna. Anna was scared to look at him. Lord Theo was c
Anna could not understand what was happening. She had stepped to the front, away from Cory, to look closely at the man walking towards her. How could this be her father? She was about to lose her mind. At this point, she had no idea how she was still able to hold up her peace and not go nuts. This was just enough to make her question her sanity. "What's happening? How could this be ---" Anna turned to the back to ask Cory. She suddenly choked on the words. Turning around, Cory was nowhere to be found. It would seem as though he had vanished into thin air. She quickly rushed back into the hut to look for him but she couldn't find him. She ran outside again. She didn't know what to make of all these that were happening to her. She really did wish that she would have an explanation for it. "Did you see him walk out just now?" Anna asked her father, who had stopped walking right in front of the door of the hut. Lord Theo shook his head softly, taking a deep breath. The man slowly p
Anna choked so hard on her breath that she almost passed out. She had no idea what was happening or what had just happened. She couldn't wrap her head around it, let alone make a meaning of it. But it was real. She could see it right in front of her. There was someone who had just been sliced into several pieces. "Father..." She was having trouble rolling those words over. She couldn't even move closer to the corpse. The head was still hanging in the air. Thud! The head and neck dropped on the floor. She flinched, almost sprouting some unknown wings. She should move forward and touch the corpse. She should fall on the pieces of her father and weep her eyes out, but she couldn't. This was just way too much for her to process. She was trying to understand how this was possible in the whole wide world. How could it ever be possible?She could recall openly that she had left her father back at the mansion. The old man couldn't even move an inch, let alone get to her. She could see
Anna was lost in the moment and couldn't place her own emotions, not even after she had climbed into the car. It was a cab, and Cory had just hailed at the cab. What had just happened in the building was still very much fresh in her mind. There was no way she was going to throw that away or be distracted from it. She took a glance at the corner of Cory's face. Then, the glance intensified, graduating into a keen gaze. Cory, on the other hand, was staring at the front. It would seem as though she was not even there. "Are you not going to explain it to me?" She asked him eventually. Cory still would not look at her. She didn't want to act as though this meant nothing to her. She hated the fact that Cory was ignoring her. She knew that she could not force the words out of his mouth. He had to be willing, else her worries and questions would forever remain unattended to. The manner at which Cory was staring, Anna could deduce that there was something else on his mind. Although they
Anna was lost in the moment. She was just wailing over her own troubles and worries when a sudden voice had come out of nowhere. The back figure of the person walking away from her looked rather too familiar for her to ignore. In fact, she didn't have the luxury of ignoring anything at this point. How could she? Her door had been locked perfectly, and there were even men standing watch outside of the door. She didn't even hear the door open, let alone feel a presence until the words hit her. The recurring facts that ran all over the incident made her push her body up in the bed, as now she was kneeling in bed. "Cory?" She was skeptical as she called his name. She wanted to be sure that she was able to place her confusion and get squared up with the main matter;The real situation was the fact that someone familiar was in the room with her and had asked her to leave with him. Cory hesitated at the door and then turned to look at her again. When their gazes met, he saw a whole la
Standing in front of the heap of dead warlords, Cory shut his eyes and took in all the air of victory around him. He had to be sincere with himself. There might still be a lot of spiritual figures out there in the open waiting to cause another havoc or rain another wave of terror. He had never had any reason to be scared of them. Although one of the reasons why he had come to the island was just to be wary of them. Right now, after killing all these warlords, he couldn't help but come to a conclusion that even if he was running from trouble, trouble would still find him. Henceforth, the determination to carry on with this new level of task overwhelmed him. He had unintentionally unlocked another realm and phase of challenges that he could never let anyone else figure out except himself. All his life, he had learned how to keep such big secrets. How could he be referred to as the Immortal Dao if he didn't know how to be exclusive with some of the things that have been haunting him
Lord Theo, who was already exhausted from the errands and worries affiliated with the plot they were carrying out, raised his head slowly to look at his daughter, who was fired up by what she was saying. "What are you talking about, Anna? Please go back to bed. You need it." The man dismissed causally as though he had expected her to be up by now. At this point, Anna really didn't know what to feel. She wished that she would be able to choose her feelings, but she couldn't. There was a great measure of disappointment in what she was feeling at that moment. And there was something else, too. Something which she couldn't really reach. She wanted to sigh, but because she was huffing and puffing, she was even having a hard time catching her breath. "Answer my question, father." Her voice became even louder this time. She was trying to make it obvious to him that she wasn't here to joke around. She was here to talk about and review what was bothering her the most. It would be a great
Anna's eyes slowly opened. When her eyes opened, she felt fatigue, a pool of fatigue washing all over her body. She shut her eyes again to be certain what the problem could be. She slowly opened her eyes again, confiding in the act of precision and timing. Yet the feeling lingered. The fatigued remained. If there was anything, it even became heavier. She tried to roll in bed to the other side, but she felt extremely weak. She had no idea what was happening to her. Rolling on her stomach, she tried to heave her body to a comfortable position, but nothing seemed to work for her. She fell back on her face in bed and started to grunt. "What the hell is happening to me?" She muttered, seeking to understand what the problem might be. The moment when she rolled from one end of the bed to the other, things were beginning to ease gradually. The fatigue and weariness were beginning to wear off. This time, her mind was clearing out gradually. There was a room in her mind to house as many w
"We must go right away." One of the senators stood up and was headed towards the door. "I'm sorry we can't." The doctor suddenly stepped into the way of the senator. The senator looked so offended and pissed out of his mind. He was staring at the doctor as though the doctor was a piece of garbage who ought not to stand in his presence, let alone lift his gaze to look at him. He scoffed and turned to look at the rest of the senators behind him. "What the hell is wrong with these minions? Is it really our fault that we have indulged them and made them feel so comfortable in our midst?" The senator sounded very judgemental as he rolled those words out. He really didn't care that the doctor could hear him. The senators didn't care about anything at all. They don't care about other people other than themselves. As long as things are going their way, they wouldn't care less to do whatever they thought to be okay. "Now, move out of my way before I rip you into shreds!" The senator thre
Linda and her father were as still as a hill. They couldn't even make a sound. They couldn't see each other. Talking about seeing, Linda's eyes were drooping over her breasts at this point. It seemed as though the poison continued to lower the thread of the eyes down and down until perhaps it would get to the soles of her legs. This really didn't matter to her yet because the room was too dark for either of them to see each other. Before they were looked inside this room by the two hefty henchmen, they had seen clearly that it was super bright outside. It was noon. How come when they were locked in here, it was extremely dark? They had not been taken to an underground location. In fact, the underground location they had just come from was well lit and brighter than this. Although she couldn't use her eyes well, Linda could still tell this much that this was a very dark room. "Why is it so dark in here?" She asked her father, looking in the only direction she could afford. Down.