“Mr. Clark, why is this surprising?” Viola Brightmoon began speaking confidently, as if she had deciphered the thoughts of the Langford family.
“The Clark family rose to power twenty-eight years ago, growing from a small prominent household to the dominant force in Slatin.”
“Even though the world claims that the Clark, Langford, and Caldwell families share the kingdom, forming a tripartite balance, who doesn’t know that in Slatin, the Clark family reigns supreme?”
“Lawson Langford and Mr. Clark may appear to be brothers on the surface, but does he truly submit to Mr. Clark?”
Mike Clark nodded slightly, agreeing with her analysis.
If you put yourself in their shoes, the Langfords had been the undisputed rulers of Slatin for half a century, only to be dethroned halfway by the Clark family.
Anyone would feel bitter in such a situation.
“That’s exactly it!” Viola Brightmoon sneered slightly. “The Clark family is thriving, and in another ten years, they’ll leave the Langford family far behind.”
“Would the Langford family accept that? After witnessing the view from the mountaintop, who would willingly descend?”
“The Langfords urgently need a stronger ally or supporter to stabilize their position.”
“That’s why, even though Lord Valerian Nox killed Lawson Langford, Carter Langford is willing to do whatever it takes to ally with Lord Valerian Nox!”
This statement made both Mike and Ignatius nod in agreement.
If you can’t beat them, join them.
Compared to the future of the Langford family, Lawson Langford’s death was insignificant.
“The Langford family is really going all out so they won’t be left behind by the Clarks!” Mike Clark chuckled bitterly and shook his head. He chose not to comment further.
From his understanding of Lord Valerian Nox’s temperament, the Langford family would likely fail in their efforts, so there was no need to worry.
Besides, the Clark family was also planning to establish ties with Lord Valerian Nox.
Their reputation was far greater than that of the Langfords. Paxton was even willing to humble himself and propose a brotherhood with Lord Valerian Nox.
Bonds of brotherhood!
With such sincerity, Lord Valerian Nox would surely not refuse!
Mike Clark was confident.
…
At the Four Seasons Hotel.
The four of them had eaten and drunk to their hearts’ content.
The room was filled with laughter and cheer.
“James, how was the wine today?” Flynn asked with a small smile.
“It was amazing! The best I’ve ever had in my life, haha!” James, reeking of alcohol, laughed heartily while leaning on Mabel for support.
But it wasn’t just the wine that intoxicated him-it was the revelation that Flynn was Lord Valerian Nox.
Even drinking plain water would have been enough to make him drunk with excitement.
An Earthly Sovereign. A god among mortals.
Learning that his godson was akin to a deity was enough to make anyone lose composure.
“James, you’re fifty years old. Act your age and stop behaving like a child!” Mabel rolled her eyes and scolded him.
Flynn smiled but said nothing. He helped steady James and said, “As long as he’s happy, it’s fine. I’ll help him downstairs.”
Mabel didn’t object and handed over the thoroughly inebriated James to Flynn.
After all, she, too, was in high spirits.
Even though the Clark family had connections in the military, as long as Flynn didn’t destroy the Clarks outright, they wouldn’t dare touch him.
Even if Flynn were to slap Tessa Watson and Paxton, the Clark family would have no choice but to accept it.
An Earthly Sovereign was untouchable. Against anyone but Eahta, no family would dare to provoke him without careful consideration.
“Flynn, you’re divorced from Madeline, right?” Mabel asked.
Jessica had mentioned it to her.
“Yes, about half a month ago,” Flynn replied simply, his face devoid of emotion as though discussing something trivial.
“What do you think of Mia?” Mabel asked with a smile, glancing at her daughter.
Flynn paused and turned his gaze to Mia, unsure how to respond.
The girl was stunning-standing at 5’9″, her natural beauty shone without the need for makeup. Her skin was flawless, like fresh snow.
Her eyes, clear as spring water, held a refined elegance that captivated anyone who looked at her. She exuded a noble and ethereal charm that demanded respect and admiration.
There was a subtle allure in her cold yet lively demeanor, a beauty that lingered in one’s mind.
She was, without a doubt, an exceptional girl.
“She’s wonderful! I fully support this!” James, even in his drunken state, enthusiastically approved, raising both hands in agreement.
“Dad, Mom, what are you doing? You’re both his godparents-how could we possibly…?” Mia blushed deeply, fiddling with the corner of her shirt as she pretended to be upset. She sneaked a glance at Flynn.
“So what if we’re his godparents? You can call us Mom and Dad after you’re married!” James waved his hand dismissively, as though it was a non-issue.
“James, I actually have a girlfriend already,” Flynn said awkwardly.
The Duffy family froze in surprise.
Mia’s bright eyes dimmed, her lively expression clouding over.
“A girlfriend? Well, that’s fine! As long as you’re not married yet, it’s not a big deal!”
“Mia, just spend more time with Flynn. Love grows over time!” James remained optimistic, convinced his daughter still had a chance.
Flynn smiled but changed the subject. They had reached the hotel lobby, where over a hundred crates of wine were stacked neatly.
“Mr. Clark, here’s the wine you ordered,” the lobby manager said, stepping forward quickly.
“Send it to Bellevue Gardens, Building 13, Unit 305,” Flynn instructed casually.
James was stunned. “Flynn, what’s all this about?”
“James, didn’t you say you wanted good wine? I promised I’d get it for you,” Flynn replied with a smile. “This is just the beginning. Once everything is settled, I’ll help you restore your place as Slatin’s top family!”
James’s eyes welled up with tears, his voice trembling. “It’s worth it. Helping Adrianna back then-it was all worth it!”
“Mabel, we made the right choice back then!”
Whether Flynn meant his words or not, whether it was achievable or not, his intentions alone made it worthwhile.
…
At the same time, news of Lord Valerian Nox’s arrival in Slatin spread like wildfire.
Currently, Lord Valerian Nox was a superstar on an unprecedented level in Ostrad. Everywhere he went, he caused a sensation.
On the very day he arrived in Slatin, he subdued the city’s underground king, creating ripple effects that shook the nation. His every move was the stuff of legends.
This man seemed to possess a divine power, as if he were a celestial emperor descending to the mortal realm, unstoppable in his path.
The heads of top families from Jade Dragon Mountain and even two Semi Earthly Sovereigns from the military received the news and immediately set out for Slatin.
The sooner they met Lord Valerian Nox, the better their chances of winning him over to their side.
Almost simultaneously, Lyra, the daughter of Nate Black-commander of the Black Phoenix-arrived in Niarak and caught wind of the news.
Having just completed three days of intensive training in the West Haralu Desert, she took a military aircraft directly to Niarak.
However, Lyra was cautious. She concealed her true identity, pretending to be the daughter of a prominent family in hopes of meeting Lord Valerian Nox.
But Ronald and his team weren’t fools. Like their responses to other family heads, they feigned ignorance of their leader’s whereabouts.
Without Lord Valerian Nox’s permission, who would dare disclose his movements?
Since she couldn’t track him, Lyra turned her attention to Flynn.
Finding Flynn was easy.
After all, he was a well-known figure in Niarak-the man who had led Sharp’s Group to a legendary victory in a business war, earning billions in the process.
With Lyra’s unique intelligence network, Flynn’s “legendary” deeds poured in endlessly.
The pure and charming Harriet, daughter of Zion Watson.
Twelve stunning women from Sharp’s Group’s pharmaceutical research division.
Callie, the Pearce family’s heiress.
Rose, the icy beauty and CEO of Sharp’s Group.
Madeline, Niarak’s third most beautiful woman.
Scarlet, the most beautiful woman in Pelens.
Seven blademasters from Alwood Mountains.
And Layla, who had just called off her engagement with Flynn but was equally breathtaking.
Each of them had unique looks, bodies, and personalities. One was more beautiful than the next, with curves that could put any model to shame.
Lyra stared at the photos of these women, her jealousy simmering until it boiled over.
“Well, Flynn, you beast! In just three short months, you’ve done all this?”
“Hiding from me to build a harem? You’re living the dream, aren’t you? Just wait!”
She turned to her eighteen Black Phoenix operatives, all of whom were as stunning as they were deadly, and issued her orders:
“Rest in Niarak for the day. Gather every detail about what Flynn has been doing here!”
“From three months ago until now, I want to know what that scoundrel has done every single day-where he’s gone, who he’s dated, who he’s slept with. List everything!”
“Tomorrow, I’m heading to Slatin to settle the score!”