Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys had been married for three years. After Dahlia’s meteoric rise to success, she abandons the useless dead weight that’s Dustin, proposing divorce. Unbeknownst to her, everything she had ever achieved was only because of him.
Leer más"Stop right there!" Colton suddenly shouted and stopped Mulder just as he was about to pass through the checkpoint.In an instant, everyone tensed up. Mulder's hand instinctively moved to the hilt of his blade, and Warrick clenched his fists, ready for a fight."Mr. Dane, is there a problem?" Mulder turned, smiling calmly."Are these men your soldiers?" Colton's gaze swept over the men, scanning each one from the front to the back."Of course. I trained them myself." Mulder nodded, the easy smile still plastered on his face."Show me their ID badges. I need to check them one by one.""Is that really necessary? I'm in a bit of a hurry to carry out my mission.""I'm just doing my duty, and I'd appreciate your cooperation," Colton replied, his gaze unwavering."Mr. Dane, it's not like we just met. Do you still not trust me?" Mulder's eyes narrowed slightly. "Besides, I have Mr. Cruz's signed authorization right here. Even if you won't do me a favor, surely you wouldn't disrespect
With Mulder leading the way, Warrick—disguised as a member of the City Defenders—walked openly through the streets.Night had fallen, and the streets were eerily empty—not a single soul was in sight. Only heavily armed patrols moved through the city.Every checkpoint along the main road was heavily guarded. Even the patrol squads had to show their emblems to pass.Warrick walked at the back of the group. His hat was pulled low so that it covered half his face. In the darkness, it was nearly impossible to make out his features unless someone got close."Austin is more meticulous than I expected," he muttered. "If it weren't for the Hall of Gods' undercover agents helping me, I'd never make it out of Celestria."Seeing sentries stationed openly on the streets and hidden in the alleys, Warrick felt a chill crawl down his spine. In less than two miles, they had already passed seven or eight checkpoints.In addition to the heavily guarded checkpoints on the main roads, countless hidde
"To avoid trouble, the four guards must die," Mulder said bluntly.The four Red Legion guards instantly turned pale upon hearing that.Even Warrick frowned, his face darkening. "What nonsense are you spouting? They are my personal guards, my brothers-in-arms. How could they possibly betray me?""You never really know who you can trust. Betrayal happens all the time—even between comrades. For your safety, we can't take that risk," Mulder said solemnly."A warrior can be killed but never disgraced. We've followed Sir Prescott for years, through life and death. No matter the cost—even if it's our lives—we would never betray him," Geralt said."That's right. Don't judge loyal men by your own petty standards," Kalen snapped.Hmph! Scum like you could never understand the bond between men who have fought and bled together," another added.They responded to Mulder's words with a mix of anger and disdain. These men were Warrick's personal guards—battle-hardened and fiercely loyal. The
As night deepened, the streets were nearly empty under the city's full lockdown, save for uniformed patrols. The few civilians who were out walked hurriedly, afraid of drawing trouble.At that moment, a ten-man patrol unit approached the small courtyard where Warrick was hiding.Leading them was Mulder Frank, a burly man with a buzz cut. After ensuring the street was clear, he stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard door.The knocking followed a distinct rhythm, like a secret code. After the first knock, there was no response, so he knocked twice more.On the third knock, the gate finally creaked open a crack. A shadowed figure inside revealed only half their face and muttered in a low, deep voice, "The sun shines bright in the sky."Without missing a beat, Mulder responded, "I raise my glass and ask the blue sky."It was the secret code they had set up beforehand."Come in, gentlemen. Sir Prescott has been expecting you."The courtyard door swung open, and Kalen gestured
As night fell, darkness crept across the city. Inside a modest residence, Warrick sat on the bed with his eyes closed. He was meditating to restore his energy. After a day of recovery, he had expelled nearly all of the Tranqurin from his system. It was no longer a serious concern.However, the city was under lockdown. All the major roads were blocked and wanted posters with his face were plastered everywhere. Though his strength had returned, he still couldn't escape from Celestria.So, he had no choice but to lay low and wait for the storm to pass. As for the original owner of the house, he was nothing more than a corpse now.Suddenly, there was a sharp knock at the door.Warrick's eyes snapped open, and his hand instinctively reached for the sword beside him."Who is it?"In the living room, the Red Legion guards tensed up. Two of them quietly drew their blades, positioning themselves on either side of the door."It's me."A familiar voice rang out.The guards immediately
"Hold on!"Seeing that he was about to be taken away, Langdon panicked and shouted, "You have no right to arrest me without a thorough investigation or a judge's ruling! This is outright brutality! You're abusing your power!"Austin scoffed. "When I tried to play fair, you pulled every dirty trick in the book. But now that I'm playing rough, you suddenly want to talk about the law? Do you really think that's going to happen?""Mr. Langdon, if you have anything to say, you can tell me in prison. We'll have plenty of time to chat." Axel strode forward with a wicked grin, clamping a firm hand on Langdon's shoulder."Wait! I still have something to say." Langdon swallowed hard. Realizing he had no way out, he finally dropped the tough act and tried a softer approach. "Austin, we're family. Do we really have to take it this far? Look, I screwed up. But can't you cut me some slack, just this once?"In the past, his silver tongue had helped him turn situations around and distort the tr
"Ledger?"Langdon's pupils contracted as he stared at the familiar red ledgers at his feet. His expression finally faltered. He had never expected the enforcement team to uncover the ledgers he had hidden in a secret compartment. Every transaction written on those pages was damning—evidence of years of collusion with officials and wealthy merchants, of bribes and embezzlement. He had kept them as leverage to ensure those officials wouldn't abandon him when things went south. But what was meant to shield him had now sealed his fate.His assets could be confiscated, and he could refuse to acknowledge his own children. But how could he possibly talk his way out of a ledger filled with his handwritten records?Langdon's frown deepened as sweat poured down his face. Before he realized it, his back was already drenched."Mr. Langdon, why are you sweating so much? Is it too hot in here? Should I have someone fan you?" Axel taunted with a sneer.The evidence they had gathered was more
"Oh? Really? Then, show them the evidence. Let everyone see for themselves." Austin said with a faint smile.Langdon swallowed hard, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.Had his entire past really been dug up in just half a day?"First, I investigated Mr. Langdon's assets and income sources," Axel said, pulling out a stack of documents and placing them on the table. He explained firmly, "His spending far exceeds his salary. He owns 18 luxury homes, dozens of high-end cars, and a private collection of gold, antiques, and famous paintings. "Altogether, his assets are worth tens of billions. Given his salary, it would take him several thousand years of saving every penny to afford that. So I have to ask—where did all this money come from?"The moment those words left his mouth, all eyes turned to Langdon.Everyone knew he was corrupt, but no one expected it to be on this scale. If his fixed assets alone were worth billions, his liquid assets must be even more staggering.
"And as for the rest of you, I'll be investigating each of you one by one." Austin's gaze moved past Langdon and landed on the royal advisors. He sneered and added, "You'd better keep your records clean. If I find anything on any of you, I'll handle it by the book, and there won't be any mercy."At these words, panic swept through the room. Everyone exchanged nervous glances, and their hearts pounded like war drums.As soon as they realized Austin was angry, they quickly fell silent. Langdon had always been making all the noise, but now they found themselves caught in the fire.Anyone who'd held a position like theirs usually had some skeletons in the closet. In the past, Rufus had been willing to turn a blind eye and let things slide. But now, Austin clearly wasn't following the usual rules. If he decided to investigate thoroughly, most of them would likely find their careers and reputations destroyed."Mr. Rhys, what do we do now? Lord Austin seems dead serious about this."