The call was from Aria's counselor at school. She spoke imperiously, and it was evident she wasn't calling out of kindness. "Aria Carver, you are to come to school now. Immediately!" Aimee Lindbridge shouted, as if she had reached her limit. "Your parents said that you're no longer their responsibility, so your performance at school is none of their business, and they're not obligated to mind you. Is that true?"Aria said casually, "Yes.""Yes, you say? Why didn't you tell me?" Aimee sneered. "You were accepted into our school only because of your father. You wouldn't have gotten in otherwise, not with your mediocre knowledge of medicine."Aria laughed. "Mediocre?""Is there anything wrong with that? Don't forget about your embarrassing grades!" Aimee went on impatiently, "Stop trying to put on a fight. Your grandmother's here, so I'll talk to her before you come. How we will deal with you later depends on what your grandmother will say!"Aimee ended the call aggressively. The
Aria's gaze suddenly cooled and turned threatening, as if she'd regressed to her previous state. Her brows were furrowed in rage and clear hostility.However, she knew she mustn't do anything in front of Georgina again, as that would worry her. She must rein her emotions in. Aria clenched her right fist tightly and bit so hard on the piece of candy in her mouth that it shattered. No one would want to lose their dignity and to be treated this way, but Georgina was dragging her injured leg behind her as she bowed in apology to Aria's teacher just to ensure that she could still go to school and have a better future.Was this still not enough? Did she really deserve to be humiliated again and again?Aria had no words for what she was feeling at this moment. She walked over and helped Georgina stand straight. Georgina looked back instinctually, but she averted her gaze when she noticed Aria. She didn't want Aria to show up here, as her intermittent explosive disorder was different
An old man ran in, huffing and puffing. The glasses on his face were crooked, and his protruding belly jiggled up and down as he ran. The sight was quite funny.Abraham hadn't come to school in a long time, and his arrival on campus today was thanks to an impulsive decision on his part. His school would always be one of the worst in terms of grades among all schools in Southbury, but he still felt obligated to keep a lookout on his students here. He had been in quite a good mood until he'd passed by the canteen and heard his students talk about Aria's arrival on campus.It was rare that they would see each other, so Abraham thought of inviting her to speak in the school assembly that would be held later. He didn't expect the students' next sentence to be about how Aimee had called Aria's guardian and that she was sure to be expelled from the school.Abraham was alarmed. The school's director was with him, but he stopped caring about that as he quickly ran to the Administrative D
The traffic generated by her stream was mind-boggling."Wow, her stream's on the Super Hot Trending List!""She knew something was wrong with the patient's stomach just by looking at his face! That's amazing!""I didn't know she was the one who treated my senior who's preparing for the postgraduate admission exams!"These exclamations rang in Aimee's ears. Her face had turned red. Still, she retorted, "That didn't happen! She can't be so skilled in medicine! Dr. Lowe, she's faking it!""Are you implying that I'm trying to trick everyone alongside her?" Abraham was furious. What on earth was wrong with Aimee?Aimee's words took a turn. "You won't, surely, but Aria has always been crafty. She might've fooled you. Even if she does have some knowledge of traditional medicine and can treat patients online, I don't believe she's capable of scoring so well in the preliminary exams!"Aimee set the exam answer sheets she'd prepared on the desk. She said coldly, "Dr. Lowe, take a look at
The results of the preliminary exams were released a long time ago, but Aimee kept them with her and did not release them. Furthermore, the exceptional results of Aria's exam triggered a subconscious suspicion of cheating. "If nothing out of the ordinary has happened during the exam-taking process," Abraham said evenly, "I'll ask you this question again, Ms. Lindbridge. On what basis do you doubt the veracity of Aria's exam results?"Aimee said hurriedly, "Dr. Lowe, you have no idea how terrible her grades were! There's no way she could score full marks consecutively in several subjects. Maybe there was nothing wrong when she took the physics exam, but how about the Angladian test? "Not many people could understand everything in our Angladian classes, and she used to only score 30 to 40 in her exams. Why did she score so well this time? She must've learned about the exam questions and memorized all the answers beforehand!""Did you say that she'd also scored full marks in Angladi
Suggestive noises were heard throughout, together with the sounds of fabric rustling against fabric. Anyone could figure out what was happening. At that moment, Aimee paled. Subconsciously, she turned to look at Penn Angort, the school's vice principal.Penn, a portly, balding figure in the crowd, stood out with a panicked grimace. He frantically waved his arms, yelling, "Turn it off! Tell them to cut the broadcast!"The students managing the broadcast were about to turn everything off when they realized that they'd broadcasted the wrong thing, but the clip's contents were so shocking that they stood there, unable to react. They couldn't figure out how this voice clip had ended up being played. It was as if their broadcasting station had been controlled by someone else.…They were right in that someone had taken control of the station remotely. The person behind it was not present on campus, though, but in the Chamber of Commerce.Sam was attending a banquet with Harry when A
Landon had received countless praise ever since he was little about how he always played his cards well and how meticulous he was; nothing had ever gotten out of his control.The most difficult person to deal with in the York family was the man currently leading it because no one could ever figure out his feelings. Landon yearned to expose Aria to the throngs who'd lauded him. It was not he who was in control of the situation now; instead, she was in control of him. His emotions rose and fell, entirely out of his grasp. A raw desperation clawed at him, a mix of suffocation and a dull ache in his chest.It made him tightened his grip on his teacup. Once again, his glance fell on Sam, who was typing away on his keyboard, completely focused.Due to where he was seated at, he couldn't see what Sam was typing.However, Sam didn't seem like a kid who loved playing games. The way Harry treated him was worth thinking about, too. Landon retracted his gaze and looked back at his waist. H
"It's her!""Mr. Angort is married with children! Gosh!""How disgusting!"Everyone started to discuss this. Abraham's face was dark as he barked, "Aimee Lindbridge! Penn Angort! Do you even have any respect for this school?"Penn quickly started begging for mercy, "She seduced me, Dr. Lowe. After I've—""Shut up!" If Abraham hadn't come to school today, he would never have known about all this disturbing stuff happening in his school. "I don't want to hear any explanations from you. The two of you are in this together!"Aimee shamelessly denied, "That's not me!"She mustn't admit that it was her, or her career would end immediately! There was no video of the scene, and no one could insist that it was Aimee when her voice was the only source of proof. "Oh?" Aria fiddled with her pendant. "Are you sure that's not you, Ms. Lindbridge?"Soon after, the second voice clip came. It reverberated in the room, loud and clear. "You want your child to be admitted to our school? Sure
Landon's sudden appearance wasn't just a coincidence. With Aria's intelligence, she would figure something out soon—he knew that. He hadn't planned on revealing himself like this. But something that belonged to him was here, and the demonic energy in this place… Aria couldn't face it alone.She studied him from head to toe, her hand still in his. His grip was firm, protective."There's a lot of mist ahead," he said quietly. "We'll need to tread carefully."Aria tilted her head. "You speak like you know this place well.""I do," Landon replied with a calm honesty. "I was deathly ill once. My soul wandered into a place just like this. Homer pulled me back."His voice made it sound like a distant memory, and Aria gave a soft laugh, tightening her hold on his hand. "You really are full of surprises. I guess it's true—handsome men are the most dangerous."But Aria's thoughts were racing. Why had he come after her like this, knowing it would reveal parts of himself he'd tried to keep h
Landon was still handling the stragglers behind Aria when he paused, his gaze flicking upward. Cameras were mounted in every corner—too many eyes. Vanishing without a trace wasn't an option.He glanced in Aria's direction, then lowered his head. His lips moved in a whisper, but the sounds were incomprehensible—something rhythmic, otherworldly. It was less like a speech and more like a chant—an exorcism.Meanwhile, Dave descended into the underground, calm and unrushed. That place reeked of foul energy, dense and suffocating. His master had cast a spell over it—one designed to kill anyone who dared to enter, no matter their strength. Dave wasn't afraid. He had more pressing priorities—destroying documents, erasing traces, minimizing damage.His bodyguard stayed close, watching for anyone who might try to stop them.Aria, moving swiftly, reached the lower floor—only to halt. Mist curled along the ground, thickening with every step. The air turned icy. And the corridor behind her…
"Why would there be people outside?" asked Dave. He had been disguising himself as a doctor for years, and that was the first time he looked so anxious. After all, if someone did approach their building, the villagers would have informed them about it. However, they received no news this time.Dave wondered what was going on."Dr. Dave, what should we do now? I think we're surrounded!"He was still in his coat as he slightly clenched his fists. "Let's move out. Bring the girls in the basement with us.""T-They're not in the basement."When Dave heard that, he looked furious. "What do you mean they're not in the basement?""Someone took them away, and I'm guessing it was her fault!" The bodyguard pointed at Aria, who was standing on the highest point, showing off her skills. With swift, lethal kicks and a taser turned weapon, no one dared get close.Whoever touched Aria would die, and no one dared to approach her at all.As for Landon, he still had his mask on as he stood behind
Chaos erupted at the auction. For all their pride and arrogance, the wealthy clients' expressions had twisted into pure panic the moment something went wrong.So, their first reaction was to seek a staff member."The power's unstable!" Dave spoke into the microphone, trying to project calm. "Everyone, stay calm. There's scheduled maintenance in town—it's just affecting the electricity. Nothing's wrong."He genuinely believed that. It was what he'd been told.But Aria knew better. The blackout wasn't random. It was a signal. Sam had tracked down the source of the call. With the exits sealed off, Aria had everything she needed to act.A faint smirk curled on her lips. Without hesitation, she grabbed Landon and swiftly took Aliya hostage. Her movements were sharp, practiced, so fast that no one around her even had time to react.Then came the needles.Aria flicked her wrist, sending a series of acupuncture needles flying. The rich guests closest to her froze in place, locked in stu
Tony's accusation stirred a ripple through the room, and it didn't escape Dave's attention. With a subtle flick of his wrist, he signaled to someone nearby.Aria caught the movement. Her fingers tensed, ready to slip free of the rope she had already loosened. But before she could act, she heard a smooth, composed voice glide through the air."I need her to boost my luck," the man said coolly. "I've done my research. She's the ideal bride for someone like me."Dave stopped in his tracks, and it seemed like he was telling someone else to verify what Landon had said."Sir, it checks out," one of the staff murmured after a brief consultation. "Mr. Crow's fate is complicated. The master said only a spiritual match could extend his life. Otherwise, he won't make it past his next birthday."Dave let out a low chuckle, visibly relaxing. "Well then, Mr. Crow, it seems you've come to the right place. Please—carry on, everyone."Aria listened in stunned silence. Landon hadn't lied. His life
Aria couldn't tear her eyes away from Dave.He was still quietly speaking to the man on the screen, their exchange shrouded in secrecy. No one nearby could hear what they were saying—but Aria could guess. It had to be a deal of some sort, something about her. Everything about Dave's posture, the glint in his eyes, told her this wasn't just business. It was personal.She glanced up at the clock again, nerves coiling in her chest. Something was wrong. Sam was taking longer than usual. That wasn't like him.The auction was nearing its close. They couldn't miss the chance to strike. Sasha, glowing with excitement, clapped her hands and declared, "Six million! It looks like no one else is bidding—congratulations to our newest member, Mr. Tiger—""Ten million dollars."The voice sliced clean through the noise, calm, clear, and cold.Everyone turned toward it.A man stood at the edge of the crowd, dressed in a sleek tuxedo dusted with black feathers, his mask intricate and dark.T
Aria had once told Sam to avoid chaos if he could—but she'd also said that when desperation knocked, rules could bend.Now was one of those moments.Sam hesitated only briefly before diving in.He had to know who was behind this. Who kept targeting Aria? Who was pulling the strings in the dark? And once Sam decided on something, there was no turning back.Without Aria by his side, he breached the system, knowing full well the other side had already alerted the police.The firewall he faced wasn't just tough—it was nearly impenetrable. It filtered everything, controlling access with surgical precision. But Sam wasn't interested in the broader network. He narrowed his focus and cut straight to the source, filtering out all the noise to lock onto the actual IP.The auction raged on aboveground. The man behind the screen, confident in his usual routine, remained calm and unaware that the mask he'd worn for years was finally slipping. He'd always stayed out of sight, appearing only
While Aria discreetly signaled to move, the auction hall was buzzing with excitement. Laughter echoed, wine glasses clinked, and the room pulsed with greed.Sasha's voice came through the mic, smooth and cheerful. "While everyone's enjoying themselves, let's welcome our latest arrival of the evening."She glanced at the man beside her—her bodyguard—who immediately stiffened under her gaze.To the crowd, it looked like he was escorting Aria to the stage under control. In truth, Aria's hand was already pressed lightly against his chest, right over a poisoned pressure point. He knew better than to resist—he'd seen what she was capable of.And she'd made her warning crystal clear—if she was exposed or captured, he wouldn't live to see morning.The guests didn't notice a thing. All eyes were on Aria, their expressions hungry. They saw value in her—fresh, young, healthy. To them, she wasn't a person. She was premium merchandise.She was brought to stand beside a young woman who had alr
Eamon and Waymond had just been thrown out of the Chamber of Commerce. Waymond's face was flushed with fury, his eyes red. "Eamon, why didn't you let me speak earlier? Mr. Lincoln was being unreasonable!"Eamon, ever perceptive, shook his head. "Mr. Lincoln's been bribed. He was never going to take our side."Wise and strategic, Eamon had always been top of his class—but now, he was even sharper when it came to reading a room."I'm guessing Aria found something during her investigation that made them nervous," he continued. "Durand couldn't have controlled Lincoln on his own. There's more to it."Waymond frowned, still struggling to piece things together. "But who could bribe Mr. Lincoln? Not even the mayor has that kind of sway. He's—""What if it's someone from the state?" Eamon cut in, eyes flicking back toward the building. "We need to tell Dad. There's no point in staying here, but there is someone we can talk to.""Who?" Waymond asked quickly. "Lucas Murray—the new secr