LOGINHe still didn't speak. But the look on his face was answer enough.Elena pushed her chair back and stood."Where are you going?" William asked."To the Voss family."The table erupted."Elena." William's voice was hard. "Don't. Those people do not mean well.""Dad, I'll be fine. I just want to speak to his father. Explain our side. Maybe he will listen.""Listen?" William stared at her. "Elena, you know exactly why all of this is happening. It is because you turned Drake down. Walking into that house without being willing to accept him will only pour fuel on the fire. Don't even consider it unless you are ready to change your answer.""That is the only thing that fixes this," Clara said. "And you know it.""Dad. Auntie." Elena looked at them one after the other. "I hear you. But I still want to try. We are all human beings. Maybe his father will see reason." She picked up her bag. "I am going to explain things calmly. That is all I am asking for."William exhaled slowly. "Then don't g
Alexander took one step toward the door."Stop."He paused.Elena's voice was calm and unbothered. "Where exactly do you think you're going? And who permitted you to leave?" She let a beat pass. "Is this how you were trained? Walking out on your boss?"Alexander turned. "You have a new bodyguard now. I didn't think there was a reason for me to stay," he explained, trying to make a point."And who told you I don't need you anymore?"Nadia's face tightened. "Elena. What are you saying? You're seriously keeping this man around?""Exactly," Clara said."Elena, send him back to wherever you found him," Margaret said. "We are done with this.""That is enough." Robert's voice cut across the table. "Are we here to eat or to argue?" He nodded toward the door and the housemaid moved quickly, arranging the meal on the table. Plates were set, food was laid out, and one by one everyone found their seats.Everyone except Alexander.He stood where he was. "You know what — I have something important
Robert stood by the bed, his expression unreadable as he watched his family crumble in shock. Beside him, Elena felt a wave of cold nausea. She stared at her uncle and aunt, unable to believe that the people she called family could turn so quickly, driven by nothing but cowardice and fear."Young man." Robert's voice came out calm and unhurried. "Let this matter go. Consider it a debt I owe you."Drake walked toward him slowly. Elena moved to place herself between them."Owe me?" Drake stopped and looked at Robert with something close to pity. "You are not in a position to owe me anything.""My master taught me something," the fighter said, cracking his neck to one side. "Everything in this world can be gotten. If you don't have it, you simply need the power and the right method to take it, whether by force, by cunning, or any other means necessary." He step forward to Robert, “You had your chance to cooperate. But you throw it away. So blame yourself for what comes next." Alexander
The man stepped forward, rolling one fist slowly inside the other palm, like he was warming up something that had been resting for a long time."Kid." His voice was deep and unhurried. "This one punch — you should feel honored. I don't waste it on ordinary people." He looked Alexander over from head to foot. "But today I'm in a generous mood. Think of it as a privilege. At least you'll die knowing what a real hit feels like."“Is that so?” Alexander said calmly.Nadia’s feet shifted on the floor. What kind of arrogant man is this? she thought. You’re staring death in the face, yet you still dare to brag. She looked at him with clear disgust. Thank God the bodyguard I found for Elena is already nearby. This kid should just pray he arrives on time… if not, he is doomed.“Stop it, Alexander,” Elena said quietly. "Don't go any further," she said quietly to him. "This is not a bluff. This man has a real record. He is not someone to take lightly.”She gently pulled Alexander behind her, the
"Young man." Robert's voice was easy, almost casual. "Are you married?" The room went still. Alexander's eyes found Elena's for a fraction of a second. She looked back. Then he turned to Robert, blinking. "M — me?" He pointed at himself. "Both of you are grown." Robert's tone was warm, unhurried. "Mature enough to start something worthwhile—" Elena was already moving. She stepped between them and took her grandfather's hand. "Grandpa." Her voice was careful. "He is my employee." “Your employee?” Robert repeated, sounding surprised. “And what is that supposed to mean? As a matter of fact, it doesn’t matter whether he is your employee or not.” "Grandpa—" she called again Alexander cut in before she could say more. "Please, sir." His voice was calm, and the smile on his face was deliberate. "I'm just an ordinary employee. I saved your life. That's all. I'm not here asking for anything beyond that." Margaret had heard enough. She drew herself up. "Exactly." She looked at Al
Drake burst out laughing the moment Alexander finished speaking. Zhou Fen shook his head slowly, the way a man does when he has decided he is done being patient. "Kid." His voice was quiet but had an edge to it. "Who exactly do you think you are? I have been practising medicine since I was eight years old. I am an old man now, and I could not save him." He gestured at Robert's still form on the bed. "But you — born yesterday — want to stand here and play the hero?" Drake laughed again, longer this time. Zhou Fen wasn't finished. "I'll tell you what. If you somehow wake this man up, I will get on my knees and call you Grandpa. I will count it out a hundred times. Then I will become your disciple." He folded his arms, satisfied with himself. Another laugh from Drake, loud and easy. Elena looked up at Alexander and gave a small, quiet shake of her head. Don't. You'll only embarrass yourself. Alexander's hand found her arm again. "I told you to trust me." The relatives watched in







