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chapter Five

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last update Last Updated: 2025-11-25 05:19:29

Two months later 

Là curz… 

People call it paradise on earth, a world of luxury and excess that others spent their whole lives pursuing. Yet, it was a world of decadence and corruption. 

In one of the lavish private rooms, a man lounged on a sofa in the corner. 

He was so strikingly handsome that it seemed like the maśterpiece of a great artist, sculpted with the most care. His sharp, defined features exudes wild, yet refined allure, with an aura of untouchable power. 

Resting his elegant chin on one hand, his deep brown eyes, mysterious and unfathomable, like a bottomless pool gazed thoughtfully at an ancient painting on the well. He's gently swirled the wine in his glass, lost in thought. 

With a tilt of his head, the fiery red liquid flowed smoothly down his throat, filling his mouth with its rich taste. His cold, somber face, shrouded in the dim light, was stark contrast to the vibrant lively scene behind him. 

Suddenly, the crisp sound of high heels clicking against the floor pierce the air, followed by a pair of slender arms wrapped around him. “Leo, everyone's waiting for you to give the word!!”

The woman tugged at his arm,pulling him from the sofa. As she looked up at his chiseled features, her heart raced like a frantic deer. 

No wonder he was Leonard Williams, the CEO of Knight Enterprises. It wasn't just his billion dollars fortune; but his God like looks alone could stop traffic, captivating every woman who laid their eyes on him. He was born to stand out, a beacon that had shattered countless women's hearts. 

But she knew all too well that he was a man who stood at the pinnacle of the pyramid, a man with standards so high that someone like her, a mere woman of the night, could never hope to match. 

His gaze, when he looked over to her was enigmatic and distant, with a subtle hint of coldness that was easy to miss. His thin lips curved ever so slightly, sending a chill down her spine. Those familiar with Leo knew this was a sign of his displeasure, and she quickly released her grip on his wrist. 

“U mmmm…. LeoLeo, you're  off in your own world, leaving us hanging. You should be punished.!”

Another man approached with a bright smile, holding a glass of wine. 

How could anyone be so handsome? 

The women around the room felt both envy and an overwhelming feeling to pounce on him. 

“Leo, have a drink!”. A sultry beauty, who had already woed him several times, slid over to sit next to Leonard, holding the glass stained with her lip stick, to his lips. 

Leonard’s brow furrowed slightly, and a faint, hollow smile flashed in his eyes. 

He took the bottle and poured himself a drink, then downed it in one go. 

The seductive woman, familiar with his temperament, didn't mind. She happily withdrew her hand and finish her own drink. 

“Leo, for you!

“Leo, here's to you!”

“We want…..”

Seeing the woman get so close to the handsome man, the others in the room become so desperate. They quickly stood up and crowded around him, each one trying to offer him a drink. 

The ignored men glanced at each other and sighed, “with Leo here, we can forget about getting any attention from the ladies. Let's go. ”

They wanted to say good bye to Leonard, but seeing how busy he was, they figure he wouldn't have time to respond, so the quietly left the room. 

The boisterous laughter and chatter didn't last much longer. Suddenly, Leonard’s face darkened.. The smile that had been playing in his eyes turned into a sharp, cutting glare that he swept coldly across the crowd of women. Their laughter froze on their lips. 

It's the first time he had ever shown anger towards women. With his already commanding presence, combined with a look that seemed capable of killing, the women didn't dare to even breath. 

“Wh…what's wrong, Leo?” The woman's voice trembled as she quickly withdrew when she felt his icy gaze. 

His eyes roved over the face of the women, who felt6as if the cold wind was slicing their skin. Clutching their glasses tightly, they noticed the liquid inside trembling uncontrollably. 

“Get the FUCK OUT!!”

He suddenly roared like a beast, smashing his glass onto the floor with a loud crash that sent shards flying. 

The woman couldn't help but tremble violently. One after another, glasses shattered, and the women, abandoning all pretense, screamed and bolted like startled deer, fleeing in all directions. 

In an instant, only floor littered with broken glass remained. Leonard,now drenched in sweat, looked as if he was burning up with fever. His pale face had turned fiery red.

The heat surging through his body was sudden and overwhelming. He clenched his teeth, wiping the sweat from his brow. 

After yéars of navigating the cutthroat business world, this wasn't the first time someone had tried to poison him, but the dose this time must have been at least three times the usual amount. 

It was now clear…. Someone  was dead set on taking him down tonight. 

Who is that fool that dare to durg, the almighty Leonard Williams!!. 

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