Scott was shocked by what Clara did. He was so surprised that he was silent for a fraction of a second. Only then did he push Clara's body away and release her grip.Unfortunately, Scott was too late. Luisa quickly left, returning to Scott's black McLaren."Luisa," Scott muttered, looking at his wife anxiously.Then he looked at Clara again, finding the woman smiling slyly."I told you she could wait," she said.Scott's blood boiled. His face flushed red, and he snorted. If Clara wasn't a woman, he would have punched her and knocked her teeth out right now.So what did Scott do?He moved away from Clara's body, opened the car door, and got out.Scott didn't bother closing the car door again. He ran towards his car.Upon reaching his car, Scott found that Luisa had locked all the doors. Behind the dark window, Scott saw his wife looking at him angrily."Open the door, Luisa. You're misunderstanding. What just happened wasn't what you thought," Scott said, placing his hand on the window
Scott, of course, heard clearly what Mr. Lombard said. But, it was so shocking that his brain automatically rejected it."Right now, people on the internet are busy responding to a video that's circulating. In the video, you're seen in a car, seemingly trying to force a woman to have sex with you," Mr. Lombard said.Scott's eyes widened. He snorted."Are you sure the person in the video is me, Mr. Lombard?" Scott asked."At first, I doubted it, Mr. Scott. But after watching the video several times, I can't deny that the man's face and physique remind me of you. Even if that man isn't you, you two are very identical. That's the impression I got," Lombard explained.Scott took a deep breath. He tried to control his heartbeat that was starting to race."I suspect the video is edited, Mr. Scott. I believe you wouldn't do something like that," Lombard quickly asserted his bias.Scott's heartbeat had returned to normal. Slowly, he unclenched his fist."Right now, that video is widely spread
"We meet again," Scott said, stepping out.In front of him, Clara stared at him with a tense face. The two soldiers who were Zach's men tried to get up. While coughing, they gave a respectful salute to Scott.Noticing this, Clara said, "So my guess was right, huh? You're the one who sent these two soldiers. Are you a soldier too, Scott?""If I am, why? Are you scared? Is that why you're looking at me like that?" Scott said coldly.Clara smirked. "Me scared? Of you? Don't be ridiculous," she said, chuckling.Even though Scott's figure looked dangerous this time—far from when they met in the elevator and in his car earlier—Clara didn't feel Scott was superior to her.After all, she was an experienced secret agent, an S-class spy with a wealth of skills and abilities that allowed her to win any fight or duel with anyone.The two soldiers who were Zach's men earlier, for example, were like two ants in her eyes that she could kill in an instant if she wanted to."So, what are you looking f
Clara couldn't understand what had just happened. Now she was lying face down. Her stomach ached and burned. When she tried to get up, she vomited blood."You lost. Now tell me, who told you to set me up? What's your real goal?"The one asking was Scott. Clara raised her face, finding Scott walking calmly towards her. From his clenched right hand, smoke was visible. A kind of smoke."Ugh..."Clara was about to say something, but she coughed. Blood came out of her mouth again.From what was visible, it could be guessed that Scott's attack earlier had damaged Clara's internal organs.Scott realized that Clara was having trouble answering his question because of her internal injuries. He stopped walking. He gave Clara ample time to get up.Clara was not herself now. Her complexion was pale, and her eyes were dull."I'll heal your internal injuries. But before that, admit that you've lost. You can still nod, right?"Clara looked at Scott with questioning eyes. She had always considered he
Thomas had just returned to his mansion, taking off his long black robe, when his phone rang.He checked it and furrowed his brow, finding Joe, his aide and confidant at the Mildenbrough police station, calling him.Joe wouldn't dare call him unless there was something extremely important he wanted to convey.While hanging his robe on the hanger near the bedroom door, Thomas picked up the phone."What's the problem there that you're bothering me?" Thomas asked curtly.[I'm sorry, Commander, but this is an emergency. Someone came to the police station and suddenly caused a commotion. Dozens of police officers were knocked out by him. He also damaged several desks and doors. Now he's in control here.]Thomas approached the bed and sat on the edge of it. Wrinkles appeared on his forehead."Who is he?"[The guy we arrested and interrogated yesterday, Commander.]Thomas narrowed his eyes. The figure of Scott immediately came to mind. Only he could possibly do what Joe had described earlier
Thomas's eyes widened as he entered the police station. Desks and cabinets were broken. His men were lying face down, either unconscious or dead.His anger rose. He snorted loudly like a dragon.He then called Joe. Joe's answer could be heard from the next room. Thomas went there and found that the door to the room had been kicked in. He took out his pistol and cocked it.Bang!The second Thomas entered the room, a gunshot could be heard. A moment later, someone was thrown against the wall. It was Joe.Thomas's eyes widened further. He turned to face him, finding Scott standing tall with his fists clenched. Slowly, he looked back at Thomas."Hello, Commander. We meet again," Scott said, raising one eyebrow and smiling mockingly at Thomas.Thomas snorted like before. "What the hell do you want, you son-of-a-bitch?!""What do I want? Well, I think you already know that. You're the one who sent that woman to watch over me, aren't you?" Scott replied."Then what?" Thomas challenged, raisi
Scott channeled the life energy within him into Joe. It looked like a bright green light briefly enveloped Joe's body. Thomas watched what Scott was doing with a very serious expression.And a moment later, Joe coughed. Scott pulled back his hand and stood up, giving Joe room to sit up.From his facial expression and gestures, Joe seemed to have no idea what had happened to him. One of his hands touched his chest. His cough slowly subsided and finally stopped."Joe, are you okay?"Joe looked up in the direction of the voice. "Commander? What happened?" he asked."You were beaten unconscious," Thomas replied. "How are you feeling now?"Joe checked his body, especially his stomach where Scott had hit him very hard earlier.He remembered how hard Scott's punch was, so hard that he felt like he was going to die. But now, when he touched his stomach, he didn't feel any pain."I'm good, Commander. I think I'm good," Joe said.Those words should have relieved Thomas, but he looked confused a
"You son of a bitch! How dare you break my precious vases! Do you have any idea how much money my husband spent to get them? Over a hundred million dollars, you idiot!" Olivia screamed."You're a fucking bastard, you know that?! It wasn't enough to humiliate us yesterday; now you come here and wreck our home. Do you think you can do whatever you want, you barbarian?!" Lucas chimed in.Scott, who had just shattered the fourth of Olivia’s five intricately decorated Chinese vases, glared at them with blazing eyes. The vases were said to have once belonged to an ancient Chinese emperor."You're truly uncivilized, Scott! Now I'm grateful Lisa didn't marry you. Someone as uncouth as you doesn't deserve to be part of the Grandier family!" Daniel declared."Dad's right," said Jacob, descending from the second floor with a pistol in hand. "Trash like you doesn’t even deserve to step foot in this house. You better get out before I shoot you in both legs!"Four people surrounded Scott, their eye