The security guard's single punch sent the drunkard sprawling. He then skidded across the ground for a distance. Wiping his hands on his uniform, the guard scoffed. "Trying to act tough in the Monroe Pavilion with so little money, huh? You were told to make an appointment and get in line! Just follow the rules. Mr. Sirius would have my hide if I let you in."Witnessing this, the drunkard's underlings were terrified. They quickly scooped him up before fleeing.They were from Valyr City, and they were savvy enough to understand the implications. The presence of such a capable guard made it apparent that the hotel's owner was not someone to trifle with.Their boss, who was in town for business, had heard about the Monroe Pavilion and decided to check it out, only to walk into such a scene.Frederick was taken aback by what he saw. He recognized the Monroe Pavilion's assertive control. Even arriving with a million in cash didn't spare you from a beating if you lacked an appointment.

Inside the premier Skyland VIP room, Frederick and his group sat at the dining table. They were surrounded by an exquisite spread of dishes.The room's palatial opulence drew a sigh of admiration from Tyger, owner of Sky Garden. "The Monroe Pavilion is indeed Stanva City's finest hotel. When will Sky Garden reach such heights?"Jacob remarked casually, "This is nothing. Once the Dragon League is revitalized and Drake's legacy restored, Sky Garden will pale in comparison."Sky Garden was actually one of Drake's properties. It was managed by Tyger after Drake's death. Having set off in the morning, the trio was now quite hungry and ready to enjoy their meal.Suddenly, a startled voice interrupted them. "Frederick, what are you doing here?"Frederick turned to find Wade, his face still bearing the marks of their previous encounter.Grace followed close behind, her earlier injuries now barely noticeable thanks to treatment and makeup.Priscilla stood frowning at him.Finally, June

The force of the blow sent Wade spinning in place three times over before he stumbled and crashed to the ground. He knelt with hands shielding his face. He was completely dazed, and he couldn't help but marvel at the raw strength of those he'd crossed lately—Frederick, Tyger, and now this woman, who was so seductive only moments before.Scarlett's voice sliced through the air, the seductive warmth replaced with an edge of ice. "How dare you slander my man? And you're not even worthy to dine with me."Wade trembled, still kneeling. Scarlett's gaze pinned him in place, her usual allure gone. Although Scarlett typically exuded allure, her status as a prominent underworld figure endowed her with an imposing presence that Wade simply couldn't withstand.Scarlett's claim on Frederick pierced Priscilla with sharp discomfort. She never imagined her ex-husband would blossom into such a sought-after figure post-divorce. Scarlett caught Priscilla's fleeting reaction, and a small, victori

A sickening thud echoed through the room as the security guard was sent flying.His once formidable hands were now mangled and bloody. Although the guard was immensely strong, he was no match for Tyger, who had been toughened by over 30 years in the underworld.George stared in utter disbelief. He knew the capabilities of this security guard, and yet he was defeated so easily.Wade and the others recoiled in fear. They'd thought Stanva City would be their shield against Frederick and his intimidating bodyguard, Tyger. It seemed they'd been sorely mistaken.Suddenly, a chilling voice sliced through the tense air. "What's the meaning of this commotion?" A man strode in, his eyes sharp as a hawk's and his face pinched like a monkey's. George quickly wheeled over to him as if seeing a savior. "Mr. Clifford! These people have brazenly seized our VIP guests' private room."The man was Clifford Monroe. He was not just a servant granted the Monroe family name like Earl, but a true mem

Grace said to Priscilla with a trembling voice, "Prissy, Clifford recognizes the Draken Order. It seems the private room really does belong to Frederick and his group. He won't kill us like he did Wade, will he?"Priscilla was also terrified and at a loss for what to do. "I don't know what to do either, maybe we should call the police."Grace scoffed, barely holding back tears. "Are you an idiot? If he was afraid of the police, would he openly kill someone?"Though scared, June clenched her fists and said, "Don't worry. Frederick's here. He'll protect us."Grace rolled her eyes and poked June's head. "Frederick? He's got that other woman. He'd probably love an excuse to be rid of us.""Hmph! Don't badmouth him."Scarlett was tired of this melodrama. She wanted nothing more than to finish her meal with Frederick.They planned to attend the auction tomorrow and treat a significant figure."You recognize the Draken Order. Good. Now, throw these intruders out," Scarlett said to Cli