Remorse After Breaking Up Chapter 57

Chapter 57

At Phoenix Corporation, two armored figures, a man and a woman, stood before Sebastian.

The man had a firm and resolute expression, with eyes blazing like torches.

The woman, in contrast, bore an icy, stern countenance. She had a confident and spirited demeanor.

“We, Hydra and Cyclops, are at the service of the Supreme One.”

The two knelt on one knee at the same time.

“Rise. From now on, call me Mr. Wilder,” Sebastian instructed calmly.

“Understood!”

Lord Hydra and Lord Cyclops stood up after receiving their orders.

“Your mission is to track down the Novastar Organization members hiding in Ravenview City and retrieve the amulet. Casper will assist you fully,” Sebastian detailed.

“Understood!”

The two responded and then went to find Casper. They didn’t dare to slack on the task Sebastian had given them.

Things were quiet for the next few days. Sebastian had moved into the Smith residence and taken on the role of Lillian’s personal driver.

Although the Smith family was not happy with him, they did not dare to go too far. They were at best a bit shady when they spoke to him, which Sebastian chose to ignore.

The day was quiet, but Sebastian enjoyed it.

The only disappointment for Sebastian was that although he won the bet and Lillian allowed him to share her bed, she’d drawn a line down the middle of the sheet. He wasn’t allowed to cross the line.

Inside the office of the Shadowtiger Group, Andrew and his son, Kieran, sat face-to-face while drinking away their sorrows.

Both father and son were in a bad mood and on the verge of depression.

The reason was simple. Andrew, needless to say, had to chop off one of his own hands after offending Lillian. It was pure depression.

Kieran was even worse. His castration was a bitter pill to swallow for a man once driven by lust.

The most painful part for Kieran was his inability to seek revenge.

The more Kieran thought about it, the angrier he got. He smashed the wine glass down on the floor. “Dad, I can’t take this.”

“You have to even if you can’t. We won’t be able to avenge ourselves.” Andrew shattered the wine glass with a grip. How could he not be angry? Still, he didn’t have the guts to take revenge on the Supreme One.

“I’m not happy about this!”

Kieran kicked over the table. Without his genitals, he had lost all color in life.

“If you’re not happy about it, then find a way to take revenge.”

Right in the middle of the conversation, several people pushed the door and walked in. The leader was a woman wearing a black leather jacket and skirt.

The woman was in her 20s. She had a fine figure with a small waist.

Her long, straight legs were slender, and her dark hair was draped behind her head.

The woman’s features were strikingly refined, with arched eyebrows reminiscent of hills and eyes deep as reflective pools. Her tall nose complemented her small, lush lips, which were so vividly red they beckoned for attention.

Her most captivating feature, however, was her chest.

Four men in suits and sunglasses followed her respectfully.

“Who are you? Who let you in?” Andrew demanded aggressively.

“How dare you!”

“How dare you shout at our missy! Are you tired of living!” One of the men scolded, unleashing a threatening air about him.

Andrew was stunned because he could sense danger in the man.

“Please, no disrespect.”

The woman looked at Andrew and said with a smile, “Let me introduce myself. My name is Elena Spark, the young lady of Novastar Organization.”