The Warlord's Revenge

Chapter 138

A Promise for Tomorrow

As the room settled into a reverent silence, Victor took a steadying breath, glancing around at the familiar faces gathered in his estate’s grand hall. He was ready to speak, yet before he could say a word, Emma tightened her grip on his hand and took a small step forward, signaling that she had something important to say.

Her voice was clear, unwavering. “Tonight, I want to share something that perhaps not everyone here knows,” she began, her eyes sweeping over the gathered crowd, lingering on Grandpa Ben and Maria. “There were moments during the hardest days of the war when Victor and I only had each other to lean on. Through every danger, every threat, we stood together.”

She paused, letting her words sink in, then looked straight at Grandpa Ben. “When Victor was injured, it was me who stayed by his side, who kept him safe, who ensured he would survive to return home to all of you. I didn’t do it for glory or recognition. I did it because I couldn’t imagine