Semua Bab The Underestimated Ex: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Ronan had assumed, at most, that Adrian might be connected to Steve — he couldn’t find a clear trace of Adrian on his own, and Steve’s name kept surfacing around the edges of his searches. Still, the idea that they might be brothers didn’t sit right; Steve was known as one of the wealthiest men in the city, and he had never once claimed Adrian as kin. Curiosity, sharpened by suspicion, is what had finally pushed Ronan to make this visit.Hearing that Adrian was Steve’s master wasn’t something Ronan had expected. He masked the shock — or the doubt — that stirred at the corner of his eyes and forced his voice steady. “So why is he here in disguise? And you too… no backstory, no relatives, nothing. Just a wealthy man in Vereluxe, right?” he asked, probing for answers.“I don’t owe you an answer to that,” Steve said, his voice precise and cutting. And his deep voice was always the same anytime he spoke.“Who is Adrian Foster? Why is he pretending to be an

Steve was unsure what to say next. With Adrian’s expression, he couldn’t quite tell if he was being mocked or if his concerns were simply disregarded as unimportant.What he feared most was that since he had requested his presence, he must not waste it with matters unworthy of his time.Adrian was his master, and it was his duty to confess any grave mistake to him first. For Steve, loyalty meant always being plain about his life.“Master, I’m sorry… if—if it sounded unimportant to you,” he said nervously.He had never been this nervous, not even before a battle. But now, unsure of how Adrian would react, he couldn’t help himself from trembling.“Ahh—let me tell you. It’s fine,” Adrian replied.His expression was calm, even holding a faint smile—unlike the one he showed others. With Steve, he was more of a best friend.“You’re not indebted to be my servant anymore. I’ve always warned you of that. So, for you getting a woman pregnant… you have my permission to make things right,” Adrian

The man’s stance was elegant; his huge posture towered over Adrian’s. He looked like the leader of the gang.His presence was dangerously terrifying. People in the room began to edge away when they recognized him.They were well known for silencing anyone whose life or money was on their ledger. These were Draco’s men—the mafia boss’s crew.Draco played by rules of his own making. He didn’t come after someone without reason, and he didn’t forgive those who offended him.Draco’s men didn’t care much for the law; they were almost untouchable given their established power.“We’ve come today to give you a fair warning. About someone you’re threatening.” The huge man spoke in a deep, ordered voice.Adrian’s face remained unreadable beneath the shadow that surrounded him and Lyra.There were fifteen of them in black suits.But it was the man’s ferocity that mattered. Even if Sam had hired someone to attack him, A

“How dare you?” Kaleb’s anger flared even more at Adrian’s words.For some reason he felt this man wasn’t ordinary he’s regarded him as a casual person but then he wouldn’t let his guard down— and he wouldn’t give him a chance to play hero.Adrian held Sam with one hand, tightly. “You bastard, let go of me… ahhh—ahh,” Sam screamed.Sam expected the others to rush in and throw Adrian to the floor for a beating, but the men hesitated; they respected the rules too well. Still, Kaleb’s hatred was stoked. No one dared act bold in front of him — but Adrian just showed no fear in front of him and he sees that as disrespect, and he’d even took things far enough to talk down to their boss.Kaleb stepped back a few paces then signaled his boys to charge. He had been sure to warn Adrian twice to let Sam go; when Adrian refused, Kaleb gave the order.Now he’s sure to have an even solid reason to deal with Adrian. With a single hand ges

There were four phantom eclipse cars behind them, crashing into the Rolls Royce — clearly, they wanted something.“Let me take the wheel,” Steve said in an angry tone, as if he had activated battle mode.From the back seat, he moved to the front, taking control from the driver. His expression darkened with determination as he pressed the pedal, charging forward.One of the cars maneuvered its way to the front, almost as if it wanted to block them and force a stop.But Steve was now in control. He sped forward and smashed the edge of the car ahead, forcing it to almost rail off the road.On the edge was a deep bush, and if a car fell there, it would be suicidal.With precise control, Steve sped past, pulling the Rolls Royce ahead of their pursuers.“Steve, slow down. I want to know who they are… and why they’re here,” Adrian said in his usual calm tone.Steve immediately slowed, almost instinctively. They were already at the edge of a tunnel, about to cross outside.But just as he pres