Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Bodyguard : The Returning God of War: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Those words exploded like a bomb amid the ruins.Adrian immediately turned around. The fear that had filled his eyes moments ago was replaced by suspicion as he stared at the old servant in disbelief.Their decades-long relationship shattered in an instant.The servant's face briefly showed panic, but he quickly suppressed his emotions. He crawled toward Adrian's feet. "Sir! Don't listen to him! He's trying to divide us!"Arka let out a quiet, cold laugh as he stepped closer. He grabbed the servant by the collar and lifted him up. "Divide you?" His gaze sharpened. "When you drew your gun, I didn't see loyalty. I saw ambition."He leaned in slightly. "Greed, and... excitement."He threw the servant back onto the ground. "Tell me, if I die, how do you plan to survive?"He glanced at Adrian. "Do you think he can protect you?"His gaze then swept across the surroundings.Several guards and servants had quietly gathered. They carried clubs, and some were concealing weapons.Arka smiled fai

Arka glanced at a watch that wasn't on his wrist. “After all this commotion...” he said casually, “Is the food ready?”“Huh? Food?” Adrian stared at him, dumbfounded.In the middle of the ruins, after an assassination attempt, was this man really thinking about nothing but food?“Yes! Right away! I'll have it expedited!” Adrian nodded hastily.His survival instinct told him only one thing: feed this man first.Not long afterward, a round table was set up amid the rubble. Steaming dishes arrived one after another. The aroma of food mingled with the smell of dust and machinery, creating an utterly absurd atmosphere.Arka sat comfortably in the main seat, with Mireya beside him and Adrian at the far end of the table. Black Garuda and Nihil joined them as well.Nihil was just about to grab a piece of roasted chicken when Black Garuda nudged him. “Garuda Fang-88.”“PRESENT!”Whoosh!Nihil sprang to his feet.Arka was startled, and the vegetables between his chopsticks fell back onto his pl

“They're all pressuring me! At home, Grandpa and the family are forcing me! And here, you're pushing me away too?! Why...?! Why don't I have a safe place to turn to...?”Her tears soaked Arka's shirt. His body stiffened. His hands lifted slightly before falling back to his sides.Keira sobbed. “They told me to get close to you, but I don't want our relationship to become something like that! Yes, I was wrong not to trust you, but my feelings are real!”She raised her tear-streaked face. “I haven't seen you for days, and everything feels empty. I just wanted to see you, even if we didn't talk. That's why I came here. I know it's embarrassing, but I was afraid you wouldn't want to see me!”Her sobs softened. She stepped back half a pace, but her eyes remained fixed on Arka, filled with hope. “Arka...” Her voice was hoarse. “Please don't ignore me, okay?”Watching Keira sob uncontrollably in his arms, Arka saw the woman's usual cold demeanor crumble completely. A mixture of emotions fill

The pounding music crashed against their ears like waves. Dim lights shimmered, and the scent of alcohol mixed with perfume filled the air. Several scantily dressed women clung to Julian, their bodies winding around him like vines.“Mr. Julian, forget about that phone call... let's continue what we were doing...” one of the women whispered, her lips nearly brushing his ear.Julian wrapped an arm around her waist, his fingers stroking her smooth skin. However, his gaze briefly flicked toward his now-dark phone. An inexplicable feeling lingered in his mind.“Damn it!” he muttered, trying to sound nonchalant. “Some country bumpkin from Mahatara City dares to challenge me? Does he think I'm that easy to intimidate?”He pulled the woman closer and shouted across the room. “Why did everyone stop?! Keep the music going! All the drinks tonight are on me!”Cheers immediately erupted. The music roared back to life, and bodies swayed wildly. Julian tried to lose himself in the party once again.

Clarissa snorted and lit a slim cigarette. “Don't exaggerate. He's just helping me get rid of Arka. A man with no background.”Rendra laughed coldly. “No background? If he has no background, then no one in this city does.”“What do you mean?” Doubt began to appear on Clarissa's face. “Who exactly is he?”Rendra looked straight at her. “His grandfather... is Lieutenant General (Ret.) Mahendra Wiratma. A war veteran with outstanding service to the country.”Thump!Clarissa's face immediately turned pale. She knew how formidable that title was. It wasn't merely a matter of the man's past, but an invisible network of power.“Impossible!” she muttered. “I've investigated him. He's just an ordinary old man.”“Some pasts cannot be traced,” Rendra replied. “Not because they don't exist, but because they've been deliberately concealed.”He took a breath. “The most dangerous question now is, who kidnapped him?” His gaze sharpened. “Clarissa, this all started with the Wijaya Family. Tell me the