"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
"Huh? What does this mean?" Lisa asked, looking at Joe in confusion."Officer, what are you doing? You should be arresting this bastard. He's the one who messed up our house like this," Olivia protested, pointing at Scott."For God's sake, officer, can't you tell who the troublemaker is and who my daughter is?" Daniel quipped.Joe looked at Lisa's father and mother, then looked at Scott for a moment, finding Scott looking at him coldly."I know exactly who I should arrest, and it's not the man you call a troublemaker and a bastard, but this cunning woman, your own daughter," Joe said.Olivia's eyes widened. Daniel's eyes widened. Did they hear wrong?Lisa herself was equally confused and surprised. "Officer, what the hell is this? Do you know what you're doing? You came here because of my request. I contacted your commander and asked for the cops to be sent here to arrest this bastard!" she said, also pointing at Scott.Scott chuckled. Lisa heard it and glared at him. Lucas and Barnie
Daniel and the others never expected Joe to point a gun at Jacob. Would he actually shoot him?In stark contrast to the reactions of his ex-fiancée's family, Scott wore a crooked smile and raised an eyebrow, his arms still crossed over his chest.Jacob's face was drenched with sweat, and his legs trembled violently.“P-p-please... please don't... shoot me...” Jacob whispered, even his lips quivering.Lucas and Barnie, from their vantage point, exchanged worried glances. They had no clue what to do. This turn of events was too drastic for them.“Jacob... my son... oh, no...” Olivia was just as worried as Lucas and Barnie, bowing her head and covering her face with both hands, unable to bear the sight of Joe's bullet hitting Jacob's skull.But would Joe really shoot Jacob? Was he that crazy?The answer was no. Joe lifted his chin slightly and looked at Jacob like he was looking at a cockroach, then gave a thin, crooked smile before lowering his gun.Daniel exhaled in relief, as did Luca
Scott was on his way to the military base of Battalion I, led by Zach. He could have gone straight home, knowing the police would handle the scandalous video dragging his name through the mud. But there was something else on his mind.That "something else" was Clara—the secret agent ordered by Thomas to set Scott up. Clara also appeared in the scandal video, though her face was blurred with a mosaic. Scott wondered if she could stop the video from spreading, considering she was the one who posted it.Scott had already contacted Zach to share his plan. Zach had returned to the military base earlier, after ensuring Scott didn’t kill Thomas at the police station. He assured Scott that Clara would be ready for interrogation, in a private room.Scott’s black McLaren weaved through traffic, overtaking cars one after another. He still wasn’t at ease, even after witnessing firsthand how Joe humiliated Lisa and her family, his former fiancée. It seemed the only way he'd find peace was if Luisa
"Scott didn't answer right away. He stared deeply into Clara's eyes, as if trying to pierce through the layers of her facade.Clara, in turn, stared back at Scott with wide pupils. She wondered what was going through his mind.Seeing how close Scott's lips were to Clara's, making them look intimate, Zach furrowed his brow. As usual, he couldn't guess what Scott was going to do. But whatever it was, he'd support him.So Zach stood up and said, "Should I step out and let you interrogate this woman alone, General?""No need," Scott replied quickly. His lips were still close to Clara's.Clara started to feel tense. She felt Scott's grip on her chin tighten. And Scott's lips slightly parted. 'Is he going to kiss me? In front of the battalion commander?' she thought.Clara truly thought that was what Scott was going to do, so a thirst attacked her throat. However, just then, Scott released her chin and moved away.Clara blinked, trying to hide her embarrassment. Scott himself was now standi
In Blackmoor City, far northeast of Mildenbrough..."Alright. I'll be back to the prison soon. I'll let you know when the prisoner is available for a chat."The one who said that was Douglas, the warden of Iron Stone Prison. He was driving his car, heading to the prison he ran.[Okay, I'll wait. Make sure he's alright.]"Understood. Please be patient."The call ended from the other side. Douglas put his phone on the dashboard behind the steering wheel. He shifted gears, speeding up his car.A few minutes ago, Douglas was actually on his way to a Middle Eastern restaurant he liked in the city. As usual, at this time of day, he would eat there alone, enjoying the characteristic Middle Eastern music. Unfortunately, he had to turn around suddenly. He received a special request from someone not very important.Scott Goodman. Actually, the name sounded unfamiliar to Douglas. But since Scott had a hierarchical relationship with Zachery Garlington, an influential general he knew well, he coul
Silence for a moment. Clara waited for Hector’s response anxiously.[Is that really you?]"Of course!"Clara was furious because she couldn't change this call to video call. She knew on the other side Hector was talking to her using a regular phone."How are you, Hector? Are you okay? It's been a long time since we talked," Clara said.[Well, I've been here for almost three years, and there are still a dozen years left. What exactly do you expect?]Clara's face turned sad. It seemed she had deep feelings for Hector."I'm sorry, Hector. The agency kept me away from you. I wasn't allowed to visit you there. I couldn't even send you a letter," Clara said.Silence. No response from Hector."I just want to hear how you are, Hector. I hope you're okay. It's a shame I can't talk while looking into your eyes, but even like this, I'm happy enough. At least, you're still alive."[Of course I'm still alive. Do you think the guards here can kill me that easily? You're underestimating me now, Clar
After parking his black McLaren in the garage, Scott headed straight for the front door.As he reached for the doorknob, it moved before he could touch it—someone was turning it from the inside.The door swung open. Luisa appeared behind it, wearing knee-length shorts and a thin, oversized T-shirt."You just got home?" Luisa asked."You weren't asleep?" Scott asked back.Luisa shook her head. "I... was waiting for you," she said.Scott was silent for a moment, not expecting to hear that from Luisa. Did that mean she wasn't mad at him anymore?Luisa was also silent. She was surprised by what she had said. Her words had been spontaneous."Emm... did you eat?" Luisa tried to change the subject."Not yet," Scott replied, shaking his head. "I was just taking care of some important things. I had to go out suddenly. I'm sorry, I didn't tell you first."It was Luisa's turn to shake her head. "It's okay," she said. "Come in. You must be hungry. I'll warm up some food. Go to the kitchen after y