"Son of a bitch! You got some nerve, huh?! You think you can act all high and mighty in front of Mr. Balfour?!" snapped the bodyguard, glaring daggers at Scott.Scott stood his ground, his gaze icy as he stared back at the bodyguard. Beside him, Luisa pressed closer, clutching his arm.“Scott, what’s happening now?” Luisa whispered.Scott shrugged and replied, "Looks like yet another idiot wants to ruin our moment."“Motherfucker! You dare call Mr. Balfour an idiot?!” the bodyguard barked, pulling a knife from inside his tuxedo.Scott took a brief glance at the knife. This wasn’t an ordinary blade; it was the kind assassins typically use.“Enough. Stop shouting. Remember, we’re at an art exhibition, after all. Did you forget that?” said the round man, Balfour, finally speaking up.“My apologies, Mr. Balfour. I got carried away by this arrogant fool’s behavior,” the bodyguard said, bowing low.Balfour ignored the apology, stepping forward to meet Scott’s gaze.They were about the same
Jasper, the Operation Manager of Silverpeak Heights, immediately looked at Scott with a judgmental gaze. He took a breath to contain his anger. He really wanted to spit out curses at Scott, but as a professional, he had to hold back even in moments like this.Besides, not just anyone could enjoy Jenny Liu's installation art on display at Silverpeak Heights up close. At the very least, Scott must have something that made him different from most exhibition visitors."Sir, please follow me. Let's settle this elsewhere," Jasper said, trying to stay polite even though his anger was growing.Scott looked at Jasper with annoyance. He was in this situation yesterday. Today he was facing the same problem?"It wasn't me who damaged this installation artwork, but him, this round-faced chubby guy," Scott said, pointing right at Balfour's face.Jasper was shocked by what Scott did. He didn't know who this guy was, but the fact that he dared to point and accuse a distinguished and powerful man like
Jasper was so shocked, he could only stare blankly for a moment. When he regained his senses, he blinked, looking at Scholtz with confusion. "W-what do you... mean, Sir?" he asked hesitantly. Smack! Scholtz slapped him hard again. "How was it? Now you understand?!" Scholtz roared. Jasper fell silent again, this time he shut his mouth tight. But honestly, he still didn't understand. He thought by reporting what Scott had done, he'd get appreciation, maybe even a reward, from Scholtz. But then what? He got slapped twice! "Listen carefully, okay? This gentleman is the one who saved me from an assassination attempt a few days ago. I owe him. You better watch your attitude and your words in front of him. You understand?!" Scholtz said, pressing his index finger against Jasper's chest. Jasper's face flushed red with anger; he couldn't stand being yelled at like that in front of a distinguished visitor like Balfour. But of course, he couldn't vent his anger. As for what Scholtz
Balfour had been annoyed by Scott's arrogant behavior since earlier. Now, finding Scott challenging him again, he growled, clenching his right fist."What else do I have to explain, huh? You're the one who damaged the installation art, not me!" Balfour said."Oh yeah? Then what's the proof? You've been throwing your accusations around without providing any evidence. Do you think people will just believe your words?" Scott scoffed.Balfour growled again. Actually, the answer to Scott's question was "yes", but if the person hearing the accusation was an ordinary citizen. The problem was, right now, the person hearing Balfour's baseless accusation was Scholtz, the son of one of the richest men in Ravenshire."Mr. Balfour," Scholtz said, stepping forward two steps, "if what you're accusing is true, that Scott is the one who damaged Jenny Liu's installation art, I want to see the proof."Scholtz was clearly on Scott's side. He fully believed that Scott was not the perpetrator of the art dam
That night, in Ravenshire...Scott and Luisa were in a taxi that would take them to the airport. Their honeymoon was over. Luisa was now leaning her head against Scott's shoulder. Their hands were clasped together."Did you enjoy it?" Scott asked."Yeah," Luisa replied, "and it would be even more enjoyable if we could vacation longer."Scott smiled. He turned to the right and kissed the top of Luisa's head."We'll go on vacation again later, a long one. We'll go to the tourist spots you really want to visit in this country," Scott said.It was Luisa's turn to smile. "Yes," she said softly. She then closed her eyes. The taxi, which was moving calmly, allowed her to fall asleep for the rest of the journey to the airport.Scott directed his gaze to the left, looking at whatever was behind the window. The rain had just started falling a few minutes ago, right after the taxi they were in left the Royal Starlight Hotel.Scott tightened his grip on Luisa's hand. Something warm flowed into hi
Scott didn't answer Luisa's question. Instead, he opened the door and got out of the taxi.“Scott, where are you going?” Luisa asked.“Just wait here. Don’t get out, okay?” Scott asked her.Luisa looked at Scott in confusion, but she let him close the door and she stayed in her seat. As she watched Scott move towards the front of the taxi, Luisa noticed the taxi driver staring at her husband with wide eyes.‘Oh God, whatever is happening out there, please protect my husband,’ Luisa prayed silently.In front of the taxi, Scott paused, trying to process the situation in front of him. From the position of the people, Scott guessed this terrorist act was directed at him. And wasn't it too coincidental that at this moment, only the taxi he was riding in was passing through this stretch of road?But one big question arose in Scott's mind: who were these people?Although he had observed them one by one, Scott didn't find their figures familiar. He didn't know who these people were.“What the
Just like the square-faced man, Scott didn't know what was happening. The shots just now were clearly from the square-faced man's men. But why were they the ones falling?Scott's brain spun quickly; he tried to quickly process this incomprehensible situation, relying on his instincts trained on the battlefield.And he heard something. He turned and looked up towards the source of the sound. At that point, he saw a helicopter flying not too far from where he was currently standing.'Who are they? Are they on my side?' Scott wondered.This time, Scott saw someone in the helicopter, who was sitting on the edge of the open door and pointing a gun downwards, firing.Scott didn't hear the sound of the shots—it could be because it was too far away, or the person had a silencer on their gun—but he saw the yellow-orange light appear briefly, several times.As before, some of the square-faced man's men suddenly fell, some wincing and groaning in pain, and some dead."What the hell is this?! Who
That night, Scott and Luisa arrived at Mildenbrough City Airport.As he had requested from Zach, no one was there to pick him up at the arrival gate. Scott immediately took Luisa to the airport parking lot where his car was parked.There was no problem with Scott's black McLaren. The car was parked in good condition, without any missing parts.Luisa got into the car first while Scott put their suitcases in the trunk of the car. As Scott closed the trunk door and was about to get into the car, his phone vibrated and vibrated.Scott checked who was calling him. Lisa's name appeared on his phone screen, making him frown. He pressed the "reject" button. He had no business with his ex-fiancée anymore."What's wrong? Why are you so grumpy?" Luisa asked as Scott sat in the driver's seat and closed the door."Ah, it's nothing," replied Scott.Luisa narrowed her eyes, looking at Scott suspiciously."Really. It's nothing," Scott insisted, smiling slightly to reassure his wife.Scott then drove