Chapter 783:

Allison, however, felt an odd sense of relief. Fiona’s outburst gave her the perfect excuse to extract herself from this mess. Furrowing her brow slightly, she said in a low voice to Verruckt, “You stay here. I’ll head back.”

But as she turned to leave, Verruckt’s hand caught hers, his grip firm and unyielding. “No need for that,” he said, his expression completely unfazed by Fiona’s theatrics. Instead, his eyes scanned the room with unsettling calm. “Since Immortality Group doesn’t welcome us, I’ll host my own banquet for my partner,” he announced.

His partner?

Allison clenched her teeth. She resisted the urge to strangle him on the spot. Verruckt’s arrogance and madness knew no bounds, and this latest stunt only proved it.

Club next door is offering a unique experience. Guests attending today will receive

she pieced together Verruckt’s plan. The White Stallion Club wasn’t just a place for fun; it was undoubtedly crawling with assassins, and she was nothing more than a convenient excuse. No wonder Verruckt had sprung this announcement out of the blue. It wasn’t just a casual gesture; it was a direct warning to the Immortality Group, a challenge that marked the beginning

calculated step inching closer to his goal. His words were like a match

trading privileges? That’s so

corner. It wouldn’t hurt to take a

let’s just

like wildfire, rippling through the guests until the entire hall

with suppressed rage. “What

that you don’t speak for the Immortality Group,” Verruckt said, ruthlessly exposing the truth. “And when it comes

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