Miranda took a deep breath and forced a smile. She said to the manager, “Thanks but I’ve dined at Bourbon many times and I’ve grown tired of the taste.” Kaze scoffed as he shook his head. He was amazed by the woman’s pride. “Snow, if your relatives are not joining, then let's dig in. If you are not feeling it, you can have as little as you want. You can start with the bird’s nest soup.” After he served a bowl of soup to Snow, he started eating. He was hungry. The food tasted great, which lived up to its name. Vance and Miranda watched as Kaze and Snow ate. They did not want to leave either. When their stomachs started growling, even Kaze felt embarrassed for them. After Kaze and Snow were done, the manager and the waiter cleaned the table and left with the plates and carts. Snow noticed the tension in the air, so she said, “Mr. Chairman, thank you for visiting. Why don’t you go back and have some rest? I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Sure. You have some good rest yourself.
The man’s eyes were bright and crystal clear, which made him look energetic and healthy. At first glance, he lived up to his title as a doctor because he would set a great example of a healthy person. The public would also easily trust his skills. If a doctor could not stay healthy himself, then he had no right to treat his patients. However, when Kaze looked at the doctor, he frowned slightly. Dr. Tyson looked healthy, but a little too much. With a warm smile, he entered the apartment under Vance’s guidance. Miranda greeted the man with a bright smile. "Dr. Tyson, thank you for coming all the way from Riverbank. It's rare to have a kind and compassionate doctor these days." The distance between Riverbank and Lilyrose was only an hour's drive. It was not ridiculously far. However, Miranda continued to flatter the doctor and aggrandize him. Dr. Tyson remained smiley and waved his hand humbly. “Treating patients is my duty. Let’s put aside the chatter. Is this young lad
Snow looked surprised before she nodded. “I just moved here recently.” “Dr. Tyson, so you are saying that Lilyrose isn’t a good place for her? Snow moved here to work and that’s why she got sick? “Does it mean if Snow leaves Lilyrose and goes back to Riverbank, she can get better?” Vance asked. “If you want to put it that way, then yes.” Dr. Tyson nodded indifferently. However, Kaze raised his brows. The doctor claimed it was Lilyrose that made Snow sick. The man sounded more like a scammer than a real medical science practitioner. “Snow, you heard Dr. Tyson. Lilyrose is just a small place and it’s bad for your health.” Miranda held Snow’s hand rightly and said strongly, “You can’t stay here anymore. You have to go back to Riverbank and find a new job there.” Kaze curled his lips. It was obvious what Vance and Miranda were trying to do—getting Snow back to Riverbank to create more chances for Vance to approach her. However, their motive and intention sounded ridic
“Ms. Frost’s body is weak and you gave her the blood bird’s nest? It’s too much for her body to take! Do you want to get her killed?!” The kind and humble Dr. Tyson switched to an angry look and bellowed, “How can you disregard life like that?! You are putting her life at risk!” Miranda’s expression shifted. She pointed at Kaze and said, “Dr. Tyson, it wasn’t us! It was this guy here! He was the one who brought the bird’s nest soup for Snow! “Kaze Lee! You bastard! You disregarded Snow’s life because you were trying to win her over? If anything happens to her, I'll sue you!” Vance aggressively grabbed Kaze by the collar and shouted in his face, “Kaze Lee, you did it on purpose, didn’t you? I’ll fucking kill you!” “Let go of me,” Kaze said coldly. “Snow is my most trusted employee, why would I try to hurt her?” He knew better than anyone if Snow’s body could take such a powerful nourishment. “Mr. Lee is right. There’s no way he would try to hurt me. Vance, calm down!” Sno
“Two million!” Vance said with gritted teeth after a look at his mother. Dr. Tyson clenched his teeth as well. “It’s not about money, but for your sake, Vance, I’ll do whatever I can to treat Ms. Frost. “I might not be almighty but I can at least save Ms. Frost’s life. I won’t risk damaging my reputation by making false claims.” Vance and Miranda were thrilled. “Thank you, Dr. Tyson!” Kaze frowned. At first, he thought Vance teamed up with the doctor to put on a show in front of Snow just to appeal to her, but it turned out differently. By the looks of it, the doctor was trying to take advantage of the situation by demanding an exorbitant price. He might still be playing along with Vance but not entirely, which became interesting. Vance took his bank card out and gave it to the doctor. The card contained two million. Dr. Tyson took the card and started to write on a piece of paper. “This prescription was passed down to me by my ancestor. I don’t normally share it,
Miranda scoffed, “Young man, did you hear Dr. Tyson? How dare you question his professionalism? What a joke!” “Calm down. I’m not done.” Kaze did not even look at the woman. His eyes were fixated on Dr. Tyson. “This prescription is fine but it’s only for people whose body is terribly ill and weak, and requires a strong boost of nourishment. “To a healthy person without anything particularly severe, this prescription will cause over-nourishment, which will result in severe consequences that can cost lives. “And I quote Dr. Tyson, ‘It’s too much for her body to take’.” Kaze sounded serious all of a sudden. Dr. Tyson’s expression turned pale when he heard Kaze. “What nonsense are you talking about, young man?! You might know a thing or two about medicine but I am more experienced than you are. How dare you question my prescription?” the doctor bellowed. Vance scoffed, “Kaze Lee, the rich and powerful sought after Dr. Tyson’s service and consultation. Are you saying they
“He screwed up in Ridgesouth, so he came to South River and repackaged himself as a famous doctor. I’ll send you his profile in a bit,” Conan said on the phone. Kaze put his phone down and smirked at Dr. Tyson. Again, he asked, “Dr. Tyson, are you really a doctor?” “What do you mean, you little punk? I am a doctor, a famous and skilled one! How dare you question my identity?” Dr. Tyson did not know who called Kaze but his expression changed slightly. Nevertheless, he tried to appear fierce and stern. Kaze shook his head and sighed. “I see that you are trying to be stubborn, so don’t blame me. Whether or not you are a doctor or a fake, I might not be able to prove it but the police can. Let them verify this.” He then called the police. “Hi, I want to make a report about someone pretending to be a doctor and scamming two million. He’s in Lily Suites now, send officers here.” Kaze phoned the police and called Dr. Tyson a scammer. Vance and Miranda were stunned. Even Snow
“Then why don’t you ask the rich and powerful to save you?” Kaze said and put an end to the conversation. Lily Suites was a high-end condo where many business elites resided, including Snow. As a result, the police responded quickly to the call. Sirens could be heard in the lobby shortly after the report. “We’re from the Lilyrose Police Department… Mr. Lee?!” When the police officers saw Kaze at the entrance, they were surprised and quickly saluted him respectfully. Kaze pointed at Dr. Tyson and said, “This guy here is a scammer. Take him and investigate him.” “Hey! You can’t just arrest me! I’m Dr. Raph Tyson, and many of the elites are my clients…” “Zip it and come with us.” Dr. Tyson was seized and dragged out of the apartment. “Hey, he beat up two of my bodyguards, shouldn’t he be arrested as well?” Vance shouted at the police officers, urging them to arrest Kaze. The police officers ignored him and simply took Dr. Tyson away. Kaze looked at Snow. “You should
“How dare those men hijack the plane and take Kaze. They must be punished…” Despite her grumbles, Snow grew anxious. “Given Mr. Lee’s capabilities, he won’t be hurt.” The agents around her tried to comfort her. They believed she was being too nervous. “I know, but we as subordinates have failed him by allowing this to happen. We have to do our best to make up for the mistake, and not rely on Mr. Lee to get out because he can.” Snow drowned in self-blame and regretted not being able to help. It was her negligence that allowed the hijacking to happen. “But there’s nothing you can do now. It’s late. Even the hijackers need to rest. They won’t do anything yet.” “It’s because the hijackers need to rest that we have to hurry and beat them to it. That’s the only way to solve this matter!” “But we’ve searched high and low and didn’t find anything. No one knows where they have gone. Even if they transported the passengers via buses, we didn’t see any tracks.” The agents discu
Kaze breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly went over to Miguel and pressed his hands with the gun down so that it would not misfire. “Good job.” “Thanks.” Miguel curled his lips into a nervous smile. He frequently trained in the gym and mixed martial arts but had never encountered any real-life incident before, thus being inexperienced. Fortunately, his mentality was stronger than the others and allowed him to act accordingly. “I’ll be taking the gun. This is self-defense, you won’t be charged and you won’t need to take responsibility,” Kaze said. Miguel’s pale face looked relieved. “What should we do now? Are there more of them?” Miguel dared not let go of the gun, worried there might be more enemies. “I’ve counted the numbers and this guy here should be the last one.” He then took the gun from Miguel’s hands. “Really? Gosh! That was crazy! I was so terrified!” Miguel finally loosened up and let his instinct take over. His heart was pounding so fast that it
Manson came over and saw the mercenaries lying in their own puddle of blood. The gore shocked him and made him sick. He tried his best to hold back the urge to throw up as it would attract attention. “Don’t look if you can’t take it! Don’t make things worse!” “Yeah! Professor! Grow a pair of balls!” “I have never seen dead bodies like this before!” he explained with a flush of embarrassment on his face. “Can we go out now and run away?” The hostages were eager to leave as things had settled down outside. They thought the danger was over. A dead mercenary was inside the container with them and they were still horrified. Once the others found out about this, the hostages would be shot to death. “If you want to die, be my guest. The moment you step out, you’ll be shot!” Callahan said as he looked at the others scornfully. One of the hostages had already put his hand on the handle of the door and was ready to dash out, but he quickly pulled his hand back after listening
“Tsk. Hold on.” Vexed, the man clicked his tongue and then waved at his colleague. “Come here. Someone fainted. Help me get him out.” The man wanted to take the professor out of the container. Manson’s heart pounded as he listened to the man. He was afraid he might be exposed, but there was no turning back now—he had to play along. Kaze stood behind the door, calming his breath down to lower his presence. “Get back. Stay away from the door. If anyone gets close, don’t blame me for being rough,” said the man as he unlocked the container. He opened the door and saw a number of hostages still sleeping. He then looked at the professor on the floor. He went closer to nudge him but did not get a response. It seemed like the professor needed medical attention. “Come on. Help me get him out.” The other man outside the container was on edge, looking as if he would pull the trigger at the slightest movement. “Why don’t we do it?” Callahan and Miguel volunteered. “You two
“It’s freaking troublesome.” “Boss, don’t worry about it. We’ll get an update tomorrow.” “Yeah. It’s late. Get some rest.” Tiguan’s men told him to get some rest and not worry so much. A few of them were already snoring on the chair. Tiguan sighed and killed the cigarette. He then closed his eyes to get some rest, too. The container that Kaze was in fell into silence once more. No one dared to make any noise but they all looked at Kaze, hoping to find out about his plans. Kaze’s eyes remained fixed on the window and showed no intention of revealing his thoughts. Miguel and Callahan were annoyed by the other hostages. “If you people want to get out of here alive, you better cooperate or come up with your own idea. No one is responsible for saving you.”“Yeah. I don’t want you guys to turn on us after we do all the heavy lifting. It will cost us our lives and you people won’t even be grateful.” Miguel’s tone was sarcastic because he disliked how the others looked at t
Kaze read the hostages’ minds and refused to be used. He wanted to leave but not under such circumstances. “That’s not true. We just don’t have the skills for this kind of situation. You guys are stronger, of course, you should be in the front,” said the man in glasses and a suit. A hint of sharpness gleamed in his eyes. Miguel knew what the man was planning, either. “That’s some plan you have there. You are just trying to use us to escape this place and no matter what happens, you’ll win.” “That’s not it! I just want everyone to stand together and get out of this place. I’ve never thought of using anyone!” the man argued, trying to look innocent. Even a monkey knew what he was planning, yet no one dared to speak up because they would benefit from it too. “Why don’t you guys think of something? If you need our help, we’ll help,” said another middle-aged gentleman who looked more just and fair, as if he could lead the group. “Then what is your plan?” Kaze suddenly wante
The hostages were locked up in the containers. Some of them were elites in their own field while some were ordinary people with average income, yet all of them got into trouble when they boarded the plane. Most of them could not accept their fate. Yet they dared not defy or resist the mercenaries. When things started to calm down, they broke down in tears, weeping in silence as resentment consumed them. Kaze sat down at a clean corner that allowed him to look outside the window. The window was dirty but at least he could see outside. The space inside the container was filled with people sitting closely, offering comfort to one another. They were aware they were just temporarily safe in this container. No one knew what the mercenaries would do to them at the next moment. “My parents must be worried. I said I would call them when I land but now I can’t even get in touch,” Barney muttered as he sat beside Kaze. He too looked outside the window, his feelings mixed. He watc
Kaze thought of what he had overheard in the toilet. If he told the hostages about that, they would probably panic. “It’s nothing. They are just going to separate us into different rooms or containers. They said the buses would be disposed of,” he said. He did not want to reveal too much because it would cause panic. Once the hostages knew their lives were on the line, things might spiral out of control. The mercenaries could kill a few of them to make an example, and none of the hostages would dare to cause problems anymore. Kaze kept it a secret because he wanted to protect the people. “That’s it?” “Is there anything else? How many men are there? What is their plan? Who are they looking for?” “We want to know because we want to survive. This isn't our problem—we just got caught up in it.” The hostages looked at Kaze, their eyes filled with worry. They felt aggrieved because they should not be caught in such a huge problem. “I don’t know either.” No matter how m
“There’s a room there. Get in.” The mercenary pointed his gun at the mother and son, which led them to look at Kaze nervously, seemingly asking for help. “What do you want?” The mother was nervous. She clutched her son’s hand tightly, nearly making him cry, but she reacted quickly enough to cover her son’s mouth to prevent him from doing so. “All women must go into that room. You go in now,” the mercenary explained. He did not want the woman to get the wrong idea. “You people won’t hurt me, right?” the mother asked, worried that she might be ravaged. “We are not into MILF,” said the other mercenary who was escorting Kaze, indirectly assuring the mother. Kaze shot a glance at the mother and nodded at her. “They told us they were going to separate us, so there’s nothing to worry about,” he said, worried that the mother and son would not cooperate. The mother then carried her son and followed the other mercenary into the room. It was called a room but it was actually ju