All Chapters of LUCAN VALE: THE GHOST ASSASSIN: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Jason was taken aback. He looked at Marvin. From the looks of it, Marvin was probably in his late twenties, dressed to impress in a tailored suit that screamed money. Jason could tell, this guy was rich. Just then, Seraphina Smith’s eyes landed on the pair. Her expression was ugly with disgust the moment she looked at Jason, but when her gaze shifted to Vanessa, a smile bloomed on her face.“There she is,” Seraphina said warmly. “Vanessa, dear. Marvin is here for you, and you won’t believe what car he drove coming here.”Marvin let out a smug chuckle. “Hahaha, Madam Smith, come on now. It’s not that expensive. At least, not by my standards.”He said it with a wave of his hand, like a man brushing lint off a thousand-dollar jacket. He was humble on the surface, but every bit meant to show off. A million-dollar car, downplayed as if it were pocket change.He hoped to impress the family, especially Vanessa. Marvin had heard about how the smith family was in financial trouble and he was

“Alright trash, name your price. How much will it cost for you to get out of this family's lives, and leave Vanessa alone.”The room fell into stunned silence as Marvin flipped open the checkbook, pen hovering over it. Not only Jason, but everyone else was surprised. Marvin was ready to write a check for Jason, just so that he would leave Vanessa alone? If that didn't show what a good person Marvin was, then nothing could.“Name your price. How much, Five hundred thousand?” Marvin mocked. "Actually, judging by the way you look, you'll need more than that just to seem halfway respectable. Make it one point five million."He scribbled on the check and stretched it out toward Jason with a smirk.The room buzzed with whispers. He wrote a check for 1.5 Million, all for Vanessa? The family was even more impressed by Marvin, if he was willing to give out so much money for her, then he must really love her.“We know you're after Vanessa for her wealthy Jason, so accept this, and you'll walk

Jason turned to Grayson and casually approached the bloody man. He was still tied to the chair, and gagged so he couldn't say anything, however he had a terrified look across his face as Jason approached him. Having witnessed the way this man effortlessly took down three armed men, Grayson was rightly terrified for his life. He thought Jason must be some special military person, if he was that skillful. Was he going to harm him?"Grayson Leung?" Jason asked, like he was confirming a grocery list. He reached out and removed the gag from Grayson's mouth, allowing him to breathe out. “Can you answer some questions for me, Mr Leung?” Jason asked, his voice was casual, yet it made Grayson’s skin crawl. There was something about it that made him feel even more vulnerable than when he’d been tortured.Grayson flinched, swallowing hard. The way Jason already knew his name was unsettling. He could only assume this was yet another threat, someone else looking to hurt him. “Yeah... yeah,” he r

“Elvis, dear, can we talk about what the problem is?” Seraphina suggested, gesturing to a seat across from her. Elvis’s head snapped at Seraphina, but his eyes stayed cold.“Sit down? What is this, brunch? I didn’t come here to chit-chat, Seraphina. I came for Jason. Tell him to drag his sorry ass down here. Now!” He demanded. When the Smith family heard Elvis was here for Jason, they all exchanged confused looks. Jason Wolfe? What could that stray possibly have done to piss off Elvis Montgomery?Then again… none of them really cared. If anything, they were mildly relieved. Maybe Elvis would take him out for them.Cassira Smith scoffed. “This is about Jason?” She rolled her eyes dramatically. “Please. You’re barking up the wrong house, darling. That stray doesn’t live here. But if you're here to get rid of him? You’d be doing us all a favor.”Seraphina didn’t even blink.“Jason’s trying to force his way into this family,” she said, her tone flat and bitter. “Frankly, we’d be better o

30 minutes earlier, Jason stared at the report Jamal had sent him, his expression unreadable. He found out some interesting stuff about Marvin. On paper, the man looked like royalty, his family’s net worth clocked in at over forty billion dollars, with deep roots in tech, shipping, and so forth.Marvin was a legacy baby with deep pockets. But maybe that explained why he had such an annoying and shallow personality.Not that everyone with money acted that way, but Marvin sure did act like that. He was the type to think his wealth could buy anything, including respect. The kind of guy who walked into a room and expected people to fall over themselves just to breathe the same air as him.Jason smirked to himself, and thought, ‘No wonder the guy had the nerve to try and buy me off. Idiots like him, always think everything’s for sale.’Jason took a sip from a glass of water, his other hand holding up his smartphone. Just then, the phone buzzed in his hands, and a message from Jamal poppe