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Hua Yueren was waiting at the secret entrance, the place reserved especially for the Night Lord and other mysterious guests, along with Bai- Min and Lai-Li when Marcus and the others arrived.“Grandpa Hua,” Marcus greeted, the other children echoing him in chorus.“Good child …. good… good… good.” Hua Yueren beamed, laughing like a contented Buddha as he welcomed them. For all his warmth, Hua Yueren’s gaze lingered a fraction too long on each child, counting, measuring… as if confirming something unseen.“Everything has been arranged according to Sixth Master Walter’s instructions.” Bai-Min reported stiffly.Penny and Felicity immediately stifled their laughter. They were well acquainted with Uncle Neil’s Master and Senior brothers, and Bai-Min’s stiffness was almost comical to them.Bai-Min blinked… once, twice… before realization dawned. His ears flushed red, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.“Ignore him.” Lai-Li chuckled, “Junior brothers Min and the rest are eagerly waitin
Silence enveloped the room, the only sound was the occasional tapping of Chris’s fingers against the armrest, a habit he fell into when deep in thought.No one interrupted it. Not even little baby.Elites from the Night Lord’s empire entered quietly and took their places, standing as still as shadows, awaiting their lord’s orders.Chris finally spoke, not loudly, not urgently, but with the authority of a ruler whose words were not meant to be denied.“Every child moves under one umbrella. No exceptions.”“Night Vigil will coordinate with Hua Yueren and organize the logistics.”“On it,” Night Vigil’s voice came through the intercom.A pause.Chris turned his gaze to Night Wing. “Assign protection units. Four to one ratio. I want full coverage, not fragments.”His eyes shifted to Marcus.“You will lead the entire operation.”Marcus opened his mouth to argue, then lowered his head in acknowledgment.“If you feel the younger ones need more than four, assign accordingly.”Marcus nodded.“D
“Big treasure… little treasure…!”Bruno’s cry broke through the room as he charged forward… only to launch himself at them, knocking both to the floor.He clung to them, sobbing, smearing tears, and absolutely no small amount of snot, all over them.“There, there…” Emm murmured softly, patting his back.The two of them exchanged a brief glance.They had forgotten about their little tail in their rush to intercept their father’s mission.The guilt showed.“Little baby… we’re sorry,” Chris Jnr coaxed, awkwardly wiping Bruno’s face. “We were reckless.”Bruno only sniffled harder, clinging tighter.Right then----Marcus stormed in.As if the current chaos wasn’t enough.“What happened to big treasure and little treasure?!”He made a beeline straight for Chris, not sparing the room a glance.“You promised me… no harm would come to them at Devil Island! I begged you to stop them until I got back!”Chris didn’t even flinch.He chuckled.Then casually raised a hand… pressing it against Marcus’
Tranquillity never belonged to Rose Villa.Not with the Demon Emperor residing within… and certainly not with his little tyrants running free under its roof.And yet, against all reason, it would occasionally grace the villa with its presence.The villa had known a few weeks of uninterrupted calm.Four, to be exact.Enough time for danger to grow bored.Enough time… for something to go wrong.Chris Jnr and Emm had set off to Devil Island two days after Chris returned from Guyama. Miles, Penny and Vincent followed as well. They wanted to see what the treasures were up to and with the little overlord following like a little tail, no one could stop them.Night Wing and Abbey had just returned from their honeymoon. Abbey was animatedly sharing stories with Emile, while Chris and Night Wing sat beside their wives, quietly soaking in the rare, blissful calm that only family could bring.However, the moment was shattered in an instant, the culprit, the unlisted phone by Chris’s side that star
Chris Jnr and Emm were waiting eagerly for Chris’s visit. Unlike other times, their intentions weren’t pure. Their heads were full of ideas… ideas that needed approval.“Daddy…”The duo called out in unison and jumped into his outstretched arms, just like when they were toddlers… conveniently forgetting that they were no longer that small.“Daddy’s precious treasures…” Chris laughed, lifting them effortlessly and spinning them around as he always did. Some things never change. And to him, they never would.Emile descended the stairs, a blissful smile adorning her face as their innocent, warm laughter filled the hall. This was her home. Her gaze softened as they settled on the man who brought warmth and colour to her life.Chris’s eyes met hers. Words passed between them without sound. And in that silence, there was no empire. No weight. No consequence… just them.He walked towards her, tenderness lighting his expression. “Wife, how are you feeling?”“They are well behaved.” Emile smile
“Boss, there is a call from our agent at the UN office.” Night Blade announced over the PA system.Chris had just leaned back, eyes half-closed, already halfway home in his mind. His features tightened ever so slightly, displeasure flickering across his face.Home had been within reach.It rarely stayed that way for long… there were always things that dragged him back…“Shall I decline?”Chris did not answer immediately. He rarely needed to. His silence alone was often enough. Night Blade was about to decline, however, in the next instance, his voice came through---“…Put it through.”A second later, the phone beside him rang. Chris didn’t lift the receiver, letting the call run on speaker instead.“My Lord.”“Make it quick.”A pause. Careful.“The secretary has requested your assistance regarding a… conflict in the region. It’s escalating. Civilian casualties are----”Chris’s expression tightened “You know my rules.”The agent hesitated briefly before adding, “there are many innocent
A week passed by since Amanda’s disappearance and yet no one seemed to be impacted by it. Not even her parents; everyone was engrossed in their own schemes. Walter manor too quietened down after the Walter ladies went back to their husband’s home. Eva had returned late at night after a social gather
Adrian arrived half an hour later with a blonde slender woman who was about 160 cms tall and a 2-year-old who was just like a doll. “This is my wife, Iris Symonds and our son, Jonah.” Adrian introduced his wife and son to Emile. Jonah was a smaller version of Adrian, charming everyone's heart with a
Emile twisted and turned uncomfortably on her bed. No matter how she tried, she couldn’t sleep which was quite a contradiction to her state since she got pregnant. Previously when Chris was with her, she could fall asleep just by sitting quietly for a few minutes and now, no matter how many sheep or
Streaks of light sneaked into the room through the gap in the edges of the curtain like dancing golden ribbons; it gently graced the two people who were snuggled blissfully in each other’s embrace. It seemed like there was no room for a third person in this blissful world. The golden ribbons didn’t







