Chapter 320 “Bro, what’s wrong?” Asher asked, noticing that Ares had been unusually restless. His eldest brother had shifted positions several times, his attention fixed on the octagonal fighting platform in front of them. There was something unsettling about the way he watched the masked fighter called Nemesis. His usual

Chapter 319 Yet, despite the impressive footage, Nemesis remained motionless, his masked face revealing nothing. Five minutes later, the video finally came to an end. Now, it was Rocky’s turn. Nemesis slowly swept his gaze across the VIP section, studying the distinguished guests occupying the exclusive seats the arena. His

Chapter 318 It was the third and final night of the mixed martial arts competition. By now, one name had become the talk of the entire arena. Nemesis. The fighter had dominated the first two nights of the competition, defeating three opponents each night—and he had done it without appearing

Chapter 317 Layla could not sleep that night. It had nothing to do with the unfamiliar room. It was everything that had happened during and after dinner. She lay on her bed for what felt like hours, staring blankly at the ceiling as the same thoughts kept circling through her

Chapter 316 “Let’s keep this a secret for now,” Leonard said calmly. “There are still things we need to clear up before the truth can be made public.” His gaze shifted toward Layla. “Layla, do you understand?” Layla froze. Of all the people in the room, why had her father

Chapter 315 Lara stood rigid in Madeline’s arms, overwhelmed by the warmth of the embrace and by a flood of emotions she didn’t know how to name. For years, she had wondered where she belonged. She had spent so much of her life feeling as though she were standing outside

Chapter 314 Artemio remained in the darkness of his room, seated motionless beside the window. A parabolic microphone was aimed precisely toward Leonard’s backyard, its sensitive receiver capturing every conversation that carried through the night. He listened. Most of the conversation was meaningless to him—casual remarks, laughter, the clinking of

Chapter 313 Dinner that evening was unusually warm and lively. The long dining table, usually filled with quiet conversations and the occasional clink of silverware, had been taken over by Logan’s animated storytelling. He leaned back in his chair, one hand wrapped around his glass while the other moved dramatically

Chapter 312 That evening, the backyard of the Leonard residence in the General’s Quarters was alive with a warmth that had become rare in Isla. Lanterns hung from the trees, spilling golden light over the long dinner table. Plates of roasted chicken, skewered meat and vegetables, and freshly baked pizza

Chapter 311 “But Aira wants to ride horsie!” The little girl threw both arms around Lara’s leg, pressing her cheek against it as she whined. “Horsie! Get down!” Aiden joined in, smacking Lara’s thigh with his tiny palm. “Get down! Get down!” Lara looked down at the two children clinging