Chapter 359

"Fuck you, Alex!" Gilbert spat, blood dripping down his battered face.

"You're just some washed-up military brat who's a bit stronger than average. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"You should be," Alex growled, stepping closer, eyes locked like steel traps.

Gilbert sneered, arrogance masking his fear.

"I have enough money to bury you alive. I'll pay anyone to slit your throat, and once you're gone, I'll finish Sophia and wipe out her whole family too."

Alex smiled coldly.

"Money?" He raised an eyebrow. "Go ahead-try to move a single cent from your accounts. If you can, I'll walk right out of here."

Gilbert and Norman frantically scrambled to access his online banking, desperate for a lifeline.

His fingers shook violently as he tapped the screen, praying for salvation.

But the moment he saw every account frozen solid, his heart sank into an abyss.

"Impossible," Norman whispered, eyes wide with terror. "Everything's blocked. All of our money... it's frozen."

Gilbert's expression shifted from shock to hysterical laughter.

"You're dead, Alex! You have no clue whose cash you're messing with! Father, hurry-call General Joe! Let him know his fortune is locked away!"

Norman jolted awake from his stupor. "Yes! General Joe from Central Command! You're finished, Alex-no one crosses him and lives!"

Hands trembling, Norman activated the screen, connecting to General Joe.

The image flickered on, revealing the furious face of a battle-scarred man, his right eye marred by a deep scar.

“What's the meaning of this?” Joe snarled impatiently. "Why are you calling me?"

"General Joe, your money stored with us-it's been blocked," Norman stammered, sweat dripping down his forehead.

"What?" Joe roared, his face turning dangerously red.

"Do you idiots even understand how much of my money you're holding?"

Norman gulped hard. "Sir, we've run into trouble. Someone froze all our accounts!"

"Who the hell dares mess with my money?" General Joe slammed his fist on the table, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Him!" Gilbert shouted triumphantly, jabbing a finger at Alex. "It's this bastard here!"

Joe's gaze shifted to Alex, and his rage vanished instantly. His face turned pale, silence stretching painfully.

lips curling into a chilling smile.

are you waiting for? Send your men! Kill this son of a

screen

his voice, "Father did we lose the connection? What the

frantically tried calling again, desperation gnawing at his soul. His face turned

blocked us... General Joe

snapped, disbelief crashing into horror.

run through his veins as he stared at

be able to. He controlled everything—their money,

General Joe—a man feared by prime ministers and

widened as a terrifying realization

ruler everyone whispered about with

Very young.

at Alex in

is arrogant, reckless, a spoiled playboy obsessed with women and

be here, siding with weak and pathetic nobodies... I'm

him with an impossible truth: "What if it's

other explanation. Why else would powerful men

to his knees, ignoring the stabbing agony,

at Alex's

his own tears, "forgive us. Spare the Guise family—I'll

"Why are

toward Alex,

you've got up your sleeve, Alex, but

life in prison.

his fists, rage boiling beneath

knowing that one strike from

would be too merciful, too swift for a snake

Gilbert completely, turning instead

like this man is kneeling now? If so, tell me why-tell me

forward, pain etched deeply into his weathered

streamed down his hollow cheeks as

by myself after my wife passed away

played with her like a

sobbing openly. "I begged these animals. I

become their slave-anything-as long as

softly, his voice tight with anger.

his head,

told me if I wanted her back, had to lick their filthy floors clean So, I did. I swallowed my pride and crawled like

as

matter. They took her anyway. They violated her endlessly—and then

bright young woman with dreams, ruined by these

mouth!" Gilbert shouted in disgust. “Your daughter was nothing but a cheap whore begging to

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