Chapter 739 I Want Every Answer
At the very top floor of Jeff Enterprises’ headquarters, an invisible pressure descended without warning. Mateo nearly suffocated on the spot.
As the executive president of Jeff Enterprises’ Highcrest branch, Mateo wielded immense power. Even the local authorities rarely dared treat him as an equal. Yet now, he felt as if he had been plunged into an icy abyss.
Inside the president’s office, the temperature seemed to drop in an instant. A crushing force filled the room. Mateo couldn’t help but stare at the handsome young man standing by the blinds, his heart trembling.
Only now did he truly understand just how terrifying the world’s youngest billionaire- Leander-really was.
Leander’s eyes narrowed slightly as he fixed his gaze on a message from Daphne unable to look away.
“Lydia was taken by a mysterious man. Why aren’t you back yet?”
It was just one short message, but it sent a violent shock through his heart.
A sharp sound echoed as the alloy phone in his hand was crushed into pieces.
“Handle everything in Highcrest yourself,” Leander said, his voice rolling like thunder from above. “If the Dufay family refuses to cooperate, then in the name of Jeff Enterprises, erase them completely from Highcrest’s upper circle!”
Mateo jerked his head up in shock. By the time he looked, Leander was already outside the blinds, transformed into a streak of light shooting straight into the sky.
At Highcliffe University, Daphne coldly rejected yet another new admirer, clearly fed up.
Within Highcliffe’s elite circles, her relationship with Leander was no secret. Most people didn’t dare get close to her. Still, there were always a few reckless ones willing to try their luck.
“Daphne, I really like you. I painted this for you. Even if you don’t feel the same, please accept it! I’ve never painted anyone before -but for you, this is my first!”
The young man was handsome, with a bright, sunny look. On campus, he was easily the type girls would cpti a heartthrob. The faint melancholy in his eyes gave him an artistic charm that most girls would find irresistible.
In his hands was a painting-an ink portrait of Daphne, vivid and lifelike, clearly showing real talent.
But Daphne didn’t even glance at it. She simply walked past him, her expression cold.
“I already have a boyfriend. Please stop bothering me.”
His sincerity didn’t move her at all. Still, her rejection only made him more persistent.
“Daphne, even if you have a boyfriend, I won’t give up. Love is something you fight for! If not today, then tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then the day after. I’ll come find you every day!”
Daphne gave him a brief glance. This time, she didn’t even respond just let out a faint, mocking laugh and shook her head.
Her two roommates, walking beside her, felt a little bad for him and leaned in to whisper. “Daphne, even if you have a boyfriend, it’s just a painting. Taking it wouldn’t hurt, right?”
“Rhys is one of the top students in the art department. The painting’s really good. If you want him to stop bothering you, just accept it and send him away.”
But their persuasion changed nothing. Daphne shook her head and continued toward the cafeteria. The boy named Rhys still refused to give up, following her closely and talking nonstop.
“Daphne, I won’t give up. From today on, wherever you go, I’ll follow “
Before he could finish, a violent gust of wind swept through the area. Grass
clippings and leaves flew everywhere The towering trees lining the path shed their leaves in a frenzy.
A tall, slender figure suddenly appeared before them.
Rhys froze, staring at the newcomer. The young man had appeared out of
nowhere-he hadn’t even seen where he came from.
Before he could process it, the usually proud and distant campus queen suddenly broke into a run and threw herself into the man’s
arms.
Rhys’ eyes widened in disbelief.
He had always known Daphne had a mysterious boyfriend. He’d heard plenty about Leander-about his incredible abilities-but this was the first time he had seen him in
person.
“You’re finally back!”
Daphne clung to Leander, her voice soft, like a wife welcoming her husband home.
“Sorry for making you worry.”
Leander gently patted her shoulder. His expression shifted in an instant-from warmth to icy cold.
“Dani… what happened to my mom?”
Daphne stiffened slightly and pulled away from his arms, her expression turning serious.
“I heard it from Ethan. Lydia was taken from Ashcroft Residence by a mysterious old man.”
She quickly relayed everything Ethan had told her.
“In front of Gareth and Reginald?”
Leander’s eyes sharpened. Gareth, though no longer a match for him, was still a Transcendent Realm master. As for Reginald, his strength shown on the Southern Shore had even surpassed Gareth’s.
To take Lydia right in front of them, the man had to be at least at the King Phase. “A mysterious old man…”
Almost instantly, Leander thought of the hidden figure at Ashcroft Residence-the one who had forced him back with a single strike.
Was it him?”
The answer formed quickly in his mind.
He looked at Daphne, a hint of apology in his eyes,
“Dani, I just got back. I should stay with you… but have to go to Ashcroft Residence right now and find out what really happened. At the very least, I need to know who
he is.”
Daphne wasn’t like other girls. Of course, she wanted him to stay-but she
understood just how important Lydia was to him.
She nodded, her gaze firm.
“I’ll be waiting for you to bring Lydia back.”
A cold glint flashed deep in Leander’s eyes as his fingers slowly curled into a fist.
“I will”
He turned to leave-but Rhys, who had been watching the entire time, suddenly stepped forward.
“So you’re Daphne’s boyfriend?”
He extended his hand, his tone calm but resolute.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Rhys, a sophomore in the art department. Starting today, I’ll
be competing with you-fair and square.”
Rhys was a prodigy admired by his professors, someone who had always gotten whatever he wanted. Plenty of girls adored him. This was the first time he had ever made such a declaration to another man.
Leander didn’t even spare him a glance.
“Get lost.”
An invisible gust of force swept sideways. Rhys was lifted straight off his feet and hurled into the air before crashing into the distant artificial lake.
Daphne’s two roommates stood frozen, dumbstruck.
By the time they snapped out of it, Leander was already gone.
The two exchanged a glance, both sucking in a sharp breath. Before, they had only
heard stories about him.
Now, they had truly witnessed his power.
At Ashcroft Residence in Highcliffe, Gareth stood beneath a lush old locust tree, his
expression heavy with grief.
In the next moment, his eyes shifted.
A streak of light descended from the sky, landing right behind him.
“Gareth,” Leander said, his voice cold and unwavering, “tell me everything about
what happened to my mom-I want every.