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Chapter 6

Word Count: 1165    |    Released on: 17/04/2026

od in the center of her arch

o of Justice's massive bodyguards stood like statues outside the glas

shaking slightly. The memory of Justice's conf

, walked in carryin

e with excitement. "Julian is getting destroyed. The video you p

ust wanted to pack her core

rash echoed from t

s head sn

ove the receptionist aside. The heavy glass door to her

ood in th

his tie was gone, and his eyes were completely blood

epped forward. "Yo

sa hard in the chest. She cried out as she f

the door shut behind him. He reached out an

. She backed away until her

now," Cordelia ordered, forc

he room and slammed both hands down on

flying from his lips. "My father cut me

anged. The rage vanished, replaced

his knees right in

cket and pulled out a

tan landmark project. I got them to put your name as the lead designer. It's

n she almost married. She felt

ok the contract from his trembling hand, and turne

document int

of the blades destroying

anic hope in his eyes died, instantl

up from

reached across the desk, his fingers curling into claws. "If my family goes bankrupt, I swe

desk, his hands reachin

bed a heavy, solid brass architectural model of a skyscraper fr

ouch her skin, a deafening expl

tantly alerted the security detail. The lead bodyguard had immediately pressed his e

AC

m the outside. The deadbolt snapped like a twig,

uard pulled his leg

l tightly gripped in his left hand, the live audio fe

but the aura around him was pure, unfilt

a word. He d

strides. He reached out with one hand an

raw physical strength, Justic

urled Julian across th

pact shook the entire office. He let out a choked

ver him. He hel

the room and placed a sleek

t hit Julian square in the c

commanded. His voice

g violently, loo

center of the bright screen, massive, bold red numbers were ticking down like a bomb, displaying the exact, catastrophic amount of liquid assets evaporating from his family's a

voice dropping to a lethal whisper, "an

ing down his face. He curled into a ball on the floor, sobbin

his pocket. He wiped his hands meticulo

his trash out of the building. Make s

the sobbing Julia

e fell de

terrifying violence in hi

s. She was still gripping the brass model so tightly h

heavy metal from her gr

n his. He looked at the

ad. He pressed his lips softly

ture of abso

with both hands, completely stunned by the terri

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