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Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1891-Beatrix’s voice quivered with anguish as she cried out, “The police have yet to uncover the true culprit behind this atrocity. They’ve only discovered that these three factions are likely involved, each linked to the chaos.” Emmanuel and Mackenzie were gripped by a wave of frustration and despair. With Sage absent from the force, the path to solving the case seemed shrouded in darkness. They understood all too well that the forces orchestrating this calamity were deeply entrenched, rendering the investigation a formidable challenge. Even if the truth emerged, it was not guaranteed to be revealed in a way that would bring clarity.

Mackenzie, her concern momentarily set aside, turned her focus to her family. She asked softly, “How is everyone?” Her heart ached with the fear of loss, but she found solace in knowing that, as long as her loved ones were safe, the destruction of the Quillen residence was a secondary worry.

Beatrix’s tears flowed more freely, her voice breaking as she choked out, “Almost every member of the family was attacked on the same day. Aunt The Darkness That Shattered the Light Stephanie and Aunt Sofia are dead. Aunt Samantha remains unconscious, and only Aunt Sophie survives after being resuscitated. She is under constant police guard, but she is still consumed by terror… sob, sob…” Mackenzie’s heart seemed to shatter upon hearing this. It was as though she had been struck by a lightning bolt of grief and shock. Emmanuel’s steady presence was the only thing keeping her upright; without him, she might have crumpled to the ground.

“Mackenzie, I… I can’t bear to say more… You must stay strong for the little one growing inside you,” Beatrix implored, her body trembling uncontrollably as her sobs intensified.

Mackenzie bit her lip, forcing herself to remain steadfast. “I’m fine, continue,” she urged, though Beatrix’s tears made it impossible for her to continue speaking.

Seeing Beatrix’s struggle, Mackenzie turned to Lexi. Lexi, who had been a steadfast companion through countless trials, was remarkably composed. She took a deep breath and said, “Ms. Beatrix took Frederick and Shane to The Darkness That Shattered the Light Nuthana for negotiations that day, so they managed to escape the disaster.

For the past few days, they’ve been under the protection of Sage and the Wolf Warrior Society. They have remained in hiding, and it was only upon hearing of your return that we dared to come.” “The primary target of the attack was undoubtedly Old Mr. Quillen. He and Alfred had just returned to the estate when the assault commenced, indicating it was meticulously planned!” Mackenzie’s voice wavered with fear as she grasped Lexi’s hand tightly. “What about my grandfather?” Lexi glanced at Emmanuel before responding, “Old Mr. Quillen’s whereabouts are unknown. We don’t know if he was reduced to ashes. Alfred and your mother…” “What about them?!” Emmanuel’s entire body tensed, his voice trembling with dread.

“The police have confirmed that they are all dead.” Lexi’s words emerged The Darkness That Shattered the Light through clenched teeth, the weight of the truth nearly unbearable.

A thunderous roar seemed to erupt within Emmanuel’s mind, nearly causing him to lose consciousness, Behind him, Rhett sighed deeply in sorrow, sharing in the collective grief.

Emmanuel’s fists tightened into white–knuckled, trembling balls. The overwhelming sadness in his heart spread like wildfire, consuming every ounce of his strength. He stood, staring vacantly at the heavens, struggling to stem the tide of tears that threatened to overwhelm him.

“Emmanuel, you must stay strong! We have to endure, to seek justice for those we’ve lost!” Mackenzie’s voice was a beacon of resolve amidst the chaos. Her heart ached with profound grief, especially for Alessandra, who had always shown her unparalleled kindness.

Emmanuel nodded, his grip on Mackenzie’s hand unwavering. In that moment, they drew strength from each other, their solidarity providing fragile.

yet crucial support.

The Darkness That Shattered the Light “Let’s go inside and survey the damage Mackenzie said, mustering the courage to confront the aftermath of the devastation.

The once–grand Quillen residence lay in ruin, a somber testament to the fire’s wrath. What was once a symbol of opulence was now a landscape of broken walls and charred remains. The flames had turned everything to ash, leaving behind a haunting vista of blackened desolation.

Their hearts were heavy as they walked through the wreckage in silence.

Mackenzie’s steps faltered as she reached the burnt villa, where she picked up a half–charred doll, its features barely discernible through the soot. The sight of the once–cherished toy, now a relic of innocence consumed by flames, was a poignant reminder of the calamity that had befallen them.

“Mackenzie, I heard that Felicity was in the villa with Emmanuel’s mother just before the attack on the estate. She managed to escape with the bodyguards‘ protection!” Beatrix informed her:

Mackenzie nodded slightly, feeling a faint sense of relief, but then she added, “But Sarah is dead.”

The Darkness That Shattered the Light “What?” Beatrix blinked in surprise, not showing any sorrow. She had never had a good relationship with Sarah, who had even tried to steal the Quillen family’s Heart of the Sun. If she was dead, so be it.

But she noticed that Mackenzie and Emmanuel were both filled with sadness, and she couldn’t help but wonder what had transpired between them and Sarah.

Outside the villa, Rhett didn’t follow the Saintess inside. Instead, he crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and stood guard at the entrance. Suddenly, his ears twitched, and his eyes snapped open, sensing a powerful presence. He frowned and began to walk deeper into the estate’s pathways.

Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1892-His gaze remained fixed on a particular pile of rubble, an unsettling calm before the storm. Then, in an instant, the darkness within him receded, replaced by a calculated silence. He moved toward the ruins with a deliberate grace, intent on catching whatever lay hidden off guard and delivering a crushing blow.

Boom!

Despite his careful plotting, the ruins erupted prematurely, and from within, a crimson figure sprang forth, as if defying the very fabric of expectation.

“Stay here!” Rhett’s punch cut through the air with lethal intent, aimed at subduing the elusive fighter who had been ensconced within the Quillen residence. His confidence was unshakable–he was, after all, the reigning monarch of Dark Night Island.

Yet as his fist neared the opponent’s cloak, the force of his strike dissipated The Clash of Shadows into nothingness. The figure used the diversion to vault onto a charred tree, its presence a daunting silhouette against the smoldering backdrop.

Rhett’s heart skipped a beat. The figure’s cloak, nearly identical in hue to his own, was only a shade more crimson, suggesting an opponent whose strength might rival his own.

“Who are you?” Rhett demanded, his voice a low growl.

The cloaked man, his face obscured by an Envoy Aora mask, regarded Rhett with equal caution. He had lain in wait within the Quillen residence, anticipating Emmanuel’s return to ambush and annihilate the couple. The appearance of another formidable adversary was an unforeseen complication.

“Holy Guardian, Rhett.” The man’s voice bore a hint of mockery. Rhett’s respect for formidable opponents was undeniable, and this individual’s prowess warranted a response in kind.

“And you? Why have you been skulking in the Quillen residence?” Rhett’s voice The Clash of Shadows grew steely, a subtle menace creeping in.

“Haha, you are scarcely worthy of knowing my identity.” The masked man’s words were laced with deliberate provocation, his demeanor dismissive.

“Then you shall not leave here alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited with a fierce intensity as he took a menacing step forward.

“In this world, if I choose to leave, no force can detain me.” The Envoy Aora tensed, his aura radiating a formidable power.

“Let me test that claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out with sudden violence.

Though crafted from a supple material, it spun with the deadly precision a steel blade, its edges razor–sharp and ready to slice through flesh.

Boom!

The Envoy Aora leaped nimbly from the tree, narrowly avoiding the spinning cape. The tree toppled with a thunderous crash behind him.

“Heh heh, let’s see you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a torrent of The Clash of Shadows flames from beneath his cloak.

Rhett’s eyes narrowed, astonished by the unexpected display of fire. Though the flames lacked the searing intensity of the Queen of the Dark Night Islands‘ fire, their breadth was broader, and their concealment more profound.

The Envoy Aora believed his flames had found their mark, but he soon discovered they halted abruptly, unable to advance beyond half a meter from Rhett.

“Such formidable energy,” the Envoy Aora murmured in astonishment.

But before he could fully grasp the implications, a crimson streak slashed downward from beneath the cloak.

“What?!” Rhett’s shock was palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this masterful use of diversion, a surprise attack that revealed the opponent’s flawless amalgamation of strength, speed, and technique. This adversary, with his impeccable balance of offense and defense, would prove as formidable as the Queen of the Dark Night Islands herself.

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Blood erupted from the scorched courtyard like a grim fountain, staining the ashes with its crimson spray, “Heh heh, Holy Guardian, you’re nothing special!” The Envoy Ford’s laughter rang out with a chilling triumph, echoing through the desolate ruins, Yet Rhett did not turn to face him. Instead, he stood with his back turned, arms crossed, eyes closed in a stance of serie calm. His indifference was as unsettling as it was defiant.

“Die!” The Envoy Aora’s voice was a sneer of contempt as he prepared to strike again, intent on eliminating the so–called Holy Guardian before dealing with Emmanuel. Eradicating this threat would pave the way for his plans, removing all potential dangers.

But fate had other designs. An unseen force, swift and relentless, surged toward him. If not for his reflexes, Envoy Aora and his three companions would have been ensnared by Rhett’s hidden trap , meeting their end in an The Clash of Shadows instant.

Whoosh–splat!

The invisible energy missed its mark, instead shattering the rubble behind the Envoy Aora into a cascade of dark fragments.

“Not bad, you’re worthy of being my opponent.” A sheen of cold sweat broke out on Envoy Aora’s brow as he finally conceded the formidable prowess of his adversary.

Rhett’s lips curled into a disdainful sneer. His crimson cape, seemingly animated by its own will, writhed and spiraled, attacking from an unexpe ea angle.

“Don’t get too cocky!” The Envoy Aora’s tone was laced with fury. He gathered a gale of power, deftly evading the cape and unleashing a full–force punch aimed straight at Rhett.

Rhett, unflinching, met the challenge head–on.

he Clash of Shadows Popl Their fists clashed In a thunderous collision, creating a brief moment of perfect balance. But the force of their confrontation had catastrophic repercussions. The surrounding landscape was ravaged, swept away as if by an unrelenting hurricane, leaving devastation in its wake.

Splat.

The exertion of their struggle caused Rhett’s old wounds, remnants of battles fought on Dark Night Island, to burst open anew. Pain surged through him, a debilitating reminder of his vulnerability. To an ordinary fighter, such injuries might be trifling, but in a duel of masters, even the smallest flaw could b fatal.

“You’re finished!” The Envoy Aora’s eyes gleamed with lethal intent as he advanced, his strike poised to pierce Rhett’s heart.

Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1893-Rhett’s body was immediately drenched in a clammy sweat, his breath coming in rapid, shallow bursts. The tension in the air was palpable.

A chilling roar, reminiscent of a dragon’s mighty bellow, echoed through the chaos, piercing the cacophony of their fierce combat. This formidable sound had reached Emmanuel, who, with a swift and decisive movement, employed his Dragon Hold Technique from a distance. The forceful interruption caused Envoy Aora’s attack to veer off course, diverting its deadly path.

“Impossible!” Envoy Aora’s voice cracked with disbelief. Despite their thorough investigation into Emmanuel, the rapid and unexpected surge in his power was beyond their wildest imaginations.

Unperturbed by Aora’s astonishment, Emmanuel pressed forward with relentless determination. He unleashed a powerful Military Boxing technique, his intent clear–to incapacitate Envoy Aora severely. The revelation of this top–tier master’s connection to the Quillen family massacre fueled The Shadow of Betrayal Emmanuel’s resolve. Capturing Aora would bring him closer to uncovering the truth he so desperately sought.

Envoy Aora, still reeling from the shock, barely managed to evade Emmanuel’s devastating punch, but could not avoid the lightning–fast palm strike that struck the side of their face. Though the impact was not severe, the sting of humiliation was profound.

As Envoy Aora struggled, three additional top–tier masters emerged from the shadows, encircling Emmanuel. Each of these elite warriors could have easily claimed a top spot in any martial arts competition, their presence a testament to their formidable skill.

Yet, Emmanuel remained undaunted. Even with three opponents closing in, with und he held his ground with fierce defiance, pushing them back with unwavering strength.

“Retreat! We must retreat immediately!” Envoy Aora’s voice trembled with urgency. They had initially believed that taking down the so–called Grandmaster of Nuthana would be a simple task. However, the unforeseen The Shadow of Betrayal presence of Rhett on Emmanuel’s side, coupled with Emmanuel’s drastically enhanced strength, had thrown their plans into disarray. Even with their combined might, the odds of overcoming Emmanuel were slim.

The only viable course of action was to withdraw.

“Think you can escape so easily? Not a chance!” Emmanuel’s eyes burned with a fierce, unyielding resolve as he prepared to pursue them. But before he could advance, one of the cloaked adversaries scattered a cloud of noxious yellow powder into the air. The toxic substance quickly clouded the surroundings, adding a sinister layer to the retreat.

Simultaneously, the remaining two masters unleashed a barrage of hidden weapons, forcing Emmanuel to retreat to avoid the onslaught.

“Ah, Emmanuel, you’ve done well. But remember, one day I’ll face you in a true one–on–one battle!” Envoy Aora’s voice, laced with bravado, rang out even as they made their cowardly exit.

During the retreat, a voice called out from behind, breaking through the The Shadow of Betrayal tumultuous atmosphere. “Emmanuel!”

Mackenzie’s voice carried across the battlefield, cutting through the clamor and adding an unexpected twist to the chaotic scene.

Concerned that pursuing the fleeing enemies might leave his beloved wife, child, and sister–in–law vulnerable, Emmanuel reluctantly abandoned the chase and turned back toward Mackenzie. The weight of his decision hung heavy in the air, as he hurried to confirm their safety.

Upon reaching Mackenzie, who was frantically searching for signs of harm, Emmanuel felt a surge of relief when she assured him that he was unscathed. With a mix of urgency and concern, Mackenzie rushed to Rhett’s side, her eyes filled with worry. “Are you alright?” Rhett, though injured, brushed off the concern with a casual demeanor. “It’s just a scratch. It’s nothing serious! I failed to apprehend the assassins. Please, punish me as you see fit, Your Holiness.” True to her compassionate nature, Mackenzie’s response was gentle and The Shadow of Betrayal understanding. “As long as you’re safe, there will be no punishment.” Her words carried a tender warmth that made even Lexi, who stood nearby, pause in admiration. Since her marriage, Mackenzie had transformed into ar even more captivating figure, radiating an undeniable charm that enchanted those around her.

Mackenzie’s next question cut through the tension. “Emmanuel, have you discerned who those attackers were?” Emmanuel, having swiftly circled the estate and gathered crucial intelligence, answered without hesitation. “The four masters we encountered are most likely the infamous Great Four Envoys of the General Chamber of Commerce’s President. Their martial prowess exceeded what I had anticipated. The one clad in the red cloak was particularly formidable, possessing double–S class.” Mackenzie absorbed this information with a nod of understanding.

“The other faction is probably affiliated with the official military and may be The Shadow of Betrayal linked with Teddy as well. It’s challenging to be certain, but if I encounter the same type of weaponry used to demolish the Quillen residence, I’ll be able to identify them,” came Emmanuel’s comment.

Her words were punctuated by a sigh, reflecting her growing concern. “The third faction must be the Verkade family, correct?” His sigh mirrored hers, his expression darkening with regret. “Indeed. When Gautier sought refuge, I should have shown no mercy.” At that moment, Lexi added her piece to the puzzle. “Ms. Quillen, after both you and Old Mr. Quillen vanished, the presidency of the Nuthana Chamber of Commerce remained unfilled. I’ve heard that William, the second–largest shareholder of Terence Group, is now attempting to seize the position.” Emmanuel’s fists clenched in anger upon hearing this revelation. “Gautier’s betrayal is evident! The Verkade family has conspired with Teddy, aiming to supplant the Quillen family. Gautier was their insider.” Mackenzie’s expression hardened as she absorbed this troubling news. Their The Shadow of Betrayal suspicions about Gautier had long simmered, but the scale of the disaster was beyond their worst fears.

Lexi’s next statement added another layer of complexity. “Following the Quillen family massacre, Gautier also vanished. Everything has since been managed by William and his close associates.” Mackenzie’s eyes widened in disbelief. “He vanished?” The sheer volume of revelations was overwhelming, leaving Mackenzie struggling to piece together the intricate web of deceit and betrayal in such a short period. The confusion and urgency of the situation threatened to engulf them all.

Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1894-After deep contemplation, Mackenzie’s eyes glinted like frost as she finally broke the silence. Her voice was low and measured, each word carrying the weight of their shared pain and determination.

“Emmanuel,” she began, her gaze locked with his. “Now that we’re back, we can’t rush into revenge. We must lie low, stabilize our position, and carefully watch William’s next move. We can only catch the snake in one fell swoop by drawing the snake out of its hole.” Her lips curled into a cold smile as she added, “Every single person involved in our downfall will pay the price. Not one will be spared.” Emmanuel pulled Mackenzie into a gentle embrace, his body tense with barely contained fury. His voice was thick with emotion as he vowed, “Okay, Mackenzie. As the last man of the Lowe family and the son–in–law of the Quillen family, I swear on everything I hold dear that I will avenge both our families!” Mackenzie’s eyes softened for a moment. “I believe in you,” she whispered, The Wolf Warrior Rises Again burying her sorrow deep within her heart. She knew her role now was to be Emmanuel’s pillar of strength, to fuel the fire of his determination.

With renewed purpose, the couple made their way to Eastern Star Mountain.

Months ago, Emmanuel had promised to defend North Star Village on its slopes. Over the past half–year, a new base camp had been built within the vast mountain range.

The Wolf Warrior Society had flourished under his leadership, bolstered by newfound wealth, manpower, and territory. The recent addition of nearly 2,000 hardened recruits from the Dark Night Islands had transformed the society into a formidable force.

As Emmanuel and Mackenzie crested the final ridge, a thunderous cheer erupted from the mountainside.

“The commander is here!” “The commander and his wife have returned!”

The Wolf Warrior Rises Again The cries of devotion echoed across the valley. Emmanuel was more than a leader to the men and women of the Wolf Warrior Society and the Dark Night Islands forces–he was their war god, the living embodiment of their unwavering faith.

As the couple walked through the ranks, nodding to their comrades, Emmanuel’s chest swelled with pride at the sight of the disciplined troops D standing at attention. Sage and Eve had exceeded his expectations. They must have rigorously trained the troops during his absence.

Mackenzie felt a flicker of hope ignite within her. Their enemies were powerful beyond measure, and mere wealth would never be enough to avenge the Quillen family. They needed their own loyal and lethal army. The trials at Dark Night Islands and Airspace Group had driven home a harsh truth. She must have immense strength to protect herself and those she loved.

In this world, the rules were set by those at the top of the pyramid, and she was determined to help Emmanuel climb to the very pinnacle of that pyramid.

The Wolf Warrior Rises Again The next moment, Sage and Eve, dressed in crisp military uniforms, walked out of the war camp, standing before Emmanuel and Mackenzie with a respectful salute, “Commander!” they called out in unison, their voices ringing with respect and anticipation.

Emmanuel’s eyebrows rose slightly, a bemused smile playing at his lips. “Why are you two addressing me like that?” The pair remained rigidly at attention, their expressions serious. Eve’s voice carried a note of pride as she explained, “Because you are the commander of the new Wolf Warrior Unit, sir!” “The new Wolf Warrior Unit?” Emmanuel’s expression suddenly turned serious.

Eve nodded sharply. “That’s correct. Commander Adkins left explicit orders to contact him the moment you returned.” Emmanuel’s mind raced. When he had last returned to the Northern Region, The Wolf Warrior Rises Again Santiago had proposed rebuilding the Wolf Warrior Unit. At the time, he had refused, but now, his mindset had completely changed. The iron will and fierce determination of his past had reawakened, tempered by loss and hardened by resolve.

“Very well,” Emmanuel said, his voice carrying the weight of command. “Get me a secure line to Commander Adkins immediately.” “Yes, Commander!” Eve responded with a salute, her eyes gleaming with barely contained excitement, Sage felt the same surge of anticipation. The fire that had lain dormant within them for four long years now roared to life. The day of reckoning they had all been waiting for was finally at hand.

Minutes later, Emmanuel found himself in a modernized war camp room, marveling at the setup. Even here, in the heart of a war zone, Eve had proven herself to be his most capable logistics general.

The next moment, the large screen in the center of the room flickered to life,

The Wolf Warrior Rises Again revealing Santiago’s imposing image. Today, the Supreme Commander of the Northern Region looked different from usual. His pristine military uniform seemed to radiate authority, especially the seven gleaming golden stars on his shoulder, which commanded the utmost respect.

“Hello, Commander Adkins!” Emmanuel immediately stood at attention and greeted him.

Santiago’s face remained impassive. “Where’s my salute, soldier?” he barked.

“Too casual by half. Do it again!” Emmanuel blinked in surprise but quickly recovered. He executed a perfect about–face, then snapped a textbook salute. “Commander Adkins, sir!” A ghost of a smile crossed Santiago’s face as he nodded approvingly. “Better. Now, Emmanuel, listen carefully to my orders.” “Yes, sir!” Emmanuel’s body thrummed with anticipation, a deadly aura beginning to emanate from him–the return of the wolf, ready to hunt once more.

The Wolf Warrior Rises Again Santiago’s voice filled the room with the weight of an official proclamation. “I hereby appoint you, Emmanuel Lowe, as Commander of the new Wolf Warrior Unit in the Northern Region. You are granted the rank of 5–Star Honored Battle General, assigned to Independent Division 092520.” Behind Emmanuel, Sage and Eve exchanged glances, their eyes shining with pride and excitement.

Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1895- The Aftermath of Assassination Accept it! Emmanuel, you have to accept it! Sage and Eve thought.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Emmanuel closed his eyes, drawing in a deep breath to steady himself. When he opened them again, determination had replaced hesitation. With a crisp movement, he snapped to attention and saluted.

“Emmanuel Lowe, accepting the appointment,” he declared, his voice unwavering.

collective sigh of relief filled the room as Sage and Eve felt the burden of uncertainty lift from their shoulders. Their faces lit up with joy and pride as they enthusiastically saluted Emmanuel “Sage Payne, Northern Region’s 3–Star Lieutenant General of Field Forces, reporting to the Commander!” Sage proclaimed, his voice filled with pride.

“Eve Thompson, Northern Region’s 3–Star Lieutenant General of Logistics, reporting to the Commander!” Eve followed suit, her voice ringing with equal The Aftermath of Assassination enthusiasm.

Emmanuel’s heart swelled as he watched his trusted allies express their support. He nodded appreciatively, acknowledging their loyalty with a respectful salute.

Once the excitement had subsided, Emmanuel turned to Santiago, his brow furrowing with concern. “What’s the deal with the Wolf Warrior Unit? I new remember it was disbanded by presidential order back then. How can it be reinstated now?” Santiago’s expression grew somber, the lines on his face deepening. “That’s exactly why I was in such a hurry to reach you. Fortunately, you made it back just in time!” From his grave expression, Emmanuel sensed that something major had occurred. Years ago, the Northern Region suffered devastating losses due to his earlier decisions. In response, the furious president ordered the permanent dissolution of the Wolf Warrior Unit.

The Aftermath of Assassination A year ago, when Santiago asked him to return to the Northern Region, he had mentioned that even if Emmanuel agreed, restoring him to his previous rank would be nearly impossible. Yet now, Santiago was reviving the wor Warrior Unit and reinstating Emmanuel’s title as a 5–Star Honored Bottle General. Such a drastic turn of events could only mean one thing–powerful forces were at play behind the scenes.

Santiago confirmed Emmanuel’s suspicions with his next words. 24 days ago, the president was assassinated. Although he survived, he was severely injured and is now in a vegetative state in the ICU. This incident has shocked the world.” “What?” Emmanuel’s mind raced, quickly calculating the timeline. The date of the assassination attempt coincided with their departure by ship to return to Chanaea. Could there be a connection?

“Commander Adkins,” Eve interjected, “wasn’t there a top–tier bodyguard assigned to the president? With such protection, how could anyone have managed to assassinate him?” 73%0 The Aftermath of Assassination Eve’s curiosity was palpable. National secrets were tightly guarded, and she struggled to get detailed information. However, Santiago was different. As the નકલ ગામ મા તક ી મ highest–ranking general in Chanaea’s military, he had access to almost all classified information.

Sage, too, was intrigued. Although it was widely known that the Southern Lannister and Northern Wolf Warrior were the most formidable martial forces in Chanaea in recent years, the president’s bodyguard was reputed to be equally impressive. They had never faced this legendary figure themselves, so they wondered about his true capabilities.

Santiago’s tone grew somber. “Indeed, the president’s bodyguard was renowned for his skills. But even the mightiest warriors are not immune to the ravages of time. Eventually, the old guard must give way to the new.” Belongs to

His implication was clear–the once–legendary bodyguard had passed away.

The gravity of the situation settled over the room like a heavy cloak. Santiago pressed on, outlining the political ramifications of the assassination attempt.

“The country cannot be without leadership. In light of this crisis, Congress has passed a resolution to elect a new president within three months to handle national affairs.” He paused for effect, ensuring he had their full attention before continuing.

“There are three candidates for the presidency. The first is Ethan Hale, the former president’s personally appointed Prime Minister. He’s a trusted confidant who has dedicated his life to serving the nation and its people.” Santiago moved on to the second candidate. “Catherine Adams, the Secretary of the Treasury. Her name might not immediately ring a bell, but her background is significant.” Emmanuel’s curiosity was piqued. “What is her background?” Santiago replied solemnly, “She comes from the Zelinsky family of Zovince and is married to Teddy Mole.” Emmanuel’s eyes widened. “Teddy Mole’s wife?” he exclaimed, his mind already racing to connect the dots between the assassination attempt and

Santiago noticed Emmanuel’s growing agitation and raised a hand, “Don’t jump to conclusions just yet. There’s still the third candidate to consider,” “Who’s the third candidate?” Emmanuel asked. “Could it be someone connected to the Holy Trinity?” A glimmer of pride flashed in Santiago’s eyes at his disciple’s astute guess.

“You may seem naive, but you’re quite sharp!” He chuckled. “The third candidate is Mason Morgan, the Secretary of Agriculture.

“Mason Morgan?” The name caught Emmanuel off guard. He wondered if he should have brought that half–dead Blake along–could this Mason Morgan be another of Blake’s brothers?

Santiago confirmed Emmanuel’s suspicions. “According to our intelligence, Mason Morgan is likely the younger brother of Freya Morgan, Queen of the Dark Night Islands, and the third eldest among the Morgan family siblings.”

Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1896-#t “Just as I suspected,” Emmanuel murmured, nodding to himself. His intuition had been spot on. Who would have thought that Blake’s siblings could be so formidable? In stark contrast to his impressive family members, Blake seemed to be the black sheep in appearance and accomplishments.

Santiago continued, his voice low and measured, “Although the ten siblings aren’t exactly a united front–each harboring their own hidden agendas–the bond between Freya and Mason is undeniably strong. She even married into the Zelinsky family to help him climb the ranks in the Ministry of Agriculture.

After twenty years of painstaking effort, they’ve finally reached the final step.” Emmanuel drew in a sharp breath. Even though the Holy Trinity was the enemy, intent on igniting war with their overwhelming ambition, he couldn’t help but admire their strategic patience and grand vision. Confronting such a mysterious and powerful organization was bound to be an arduous battle.

Fortunately, Emmanuel had his own formidable allies. With Santiago’s support from the Northern Region and the rejuvenated Wolf Warrior Unit at his.

disposal, he felt a surge of confidence. He believed he could face any powerful adversary head–on. However, before he could tackle the Holy Trinity, there was one person he had to eliminate–Teddy Mole.

The combination of personal vendettas, national grievances, and the blood of his fallen Wolf Warrior comrades fueled Emmanuel’s desire for revenge. He vowed to utterly destroy Teddy, to dismember him and grind his bones to dust. Nothing less would quench his thirst for vengeance.

“Emmanuel,” Santiago’s grave voice cut through his thoughts, “your mission has expanded. The presidential election is set to take place exactly one week after the Chamber of Commerce chairman election. Not only must you take down Teddy Mole, but you must also ensure Ethan Hale wins the presidency.” His expression was solemn as he implored, “I’m counting on you. I know you can do this.” Emmanuel had no choice but to accept. This was a matter of personal vengeance and the nation’s fate. He knew he had to give it his all.

Over the next three months, he faced a daunting list of tasks. That very day, Call to Vengeance he restructured the new Wolf Warrior Unit into three battalions.

The first was the Blade Battalion, comprised of 800 martial artists and tentatively led by Sunny. The second was the Elite Battalion, which was made up of seasoned professional soldiers and led by Sage. The third was the Wolf Cub Battalion, consisting of newly recruited members and led by Eve.

With these formal structures in place and the Northern Region’s secret support ensuring access to advanced weaponry, the unit was poised to regain–or even surpass–the strength of the original Wolf Warrior Unit.

After a long, busy day, Emmanuel finally returned to his villa in North Star Village late into the night. The villa, once belonging to the village head, had been renovated to offer a more subdued and peaceful ambiance.

“Emmanuel, you’re finally back,” Mackenzie greeted him warmly. She had been waiting for him in the villa for quite some time.

“I’m back.” Emmanuel quickly helped his wife sit down and briefly recounted the day’s events.

Call to Vengeance “That’s wonderful news!” she exclaimed, “With this new Wolf Warrior Unit, we can finally defeat Teddy and avenge your mother and everyone else!” Her hands clenched in determination.

He took her hands gently, his voice serious. “Leave the revenge and the restoration of the Quillen family to me. Your priority is to focus on yourself and our baby. My mother and your grandfather’s greatest wish are to see our child born healthy.” Mackenzie nodded, understanding. “I will take care of myself. Come here,” she said, leading him to a mirrored table. Although unsure of what she had in ind, Emmanuel allowed her to guide him to sit down.

She smiled, explaining, “You’ve been on the Dark Night Islands for so long without a proper haircut. Your hair’s too long and doesn’t suit your image as a commander. Let me trim it for you.” He protested, “How could I let you do that?” He tried to stand. How could he let his pregnant wife cut his hair?

’ Mackenzie smiled, gently pressing him back down. “Don’t you trust me? I’m not the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce or the CEO of some business group right now. I’m just a wife who wants to support her husband.” In front of his gentle wife, the mighty Wolf Warrior Commander could only sit obediently and accept her care.

She trimmed his hair and continued, “I’ve already contacted my mother. She’ll be here tomorrow to help with the baby. With her and Beatrix by my side, you can focus on your duties without worrying about me.” right,” Emmanuel responded, sitting still and not daring to move.

“Lexi is also trying to reach out to your sister and Julian,” she added. “I hope everyone can come together here. After all, it’s too dangerous for them to stay outside.”

Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1897- Mackenzie’s voice was steady and reassuring as she continued speaking.

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Emmanuel, his face etched with concern, quickly asked, “Where are my sister and Julian right now?” Exclusive content

“After the Quillen family tragedy, Ashton took them away from Nuthana to Eldoria in Zovince, to lay low for a while. But we’ve had no contact with them since,” she sighed softly, a mix of relief and lingering worry. “As for Tia, she’s safe with my mother. It’s a blessing to know they’re both alive and well.” Emmanuel nodded, feeling a momentary lightness in his chest. It wasn’t much, but it was something to hold onto in these dark times.

As they talked, Mackenzie finished styling Emmanuel’s hair. She had given him a sharp, side–parted cut that was clean and precise. The new look accentuated his striking features, making him look more mature and formidable.

“Well, what do you think?” she asked, a genuine smile playing on her lips.

Tears of Sorrow, Tears of Joy With a heavy sigh, Mackenzie stepped aside for Emmanuel to speak. His voice was low and filled with regret as he spoke, “Sarah sacrificed herself to save us on the Dark Night Islands. We brought her body back so you can see her one last time before we lay her to rest alongside my mother.” Alessandra’s body had already been taken back to Hero’s Village by Shane and Frederick. Emmanuel planned to deal with urgent matters, find his sister and then return together to pay respects to his mother.

The news hit Felicity like a physical blow. She tried to hold back her sobs, but they came unbidden, shaking her entire body.

Before anyone could offer comfort, the door burst open, revealing a striking woman with tear–stained cheeks. It was Laura, with a shy young woman trailing behind her–Elizabeth, who met Emmanuel’s eyes with a shy gaze.

“What about Claudette?” Laura demanded, her voice raw with emotion. “What happened to my Claudette?” The Quillen family’s tragedy had drawn them close to Felicity, and as soon asTears of borrow, Tears of Joy they heard Emmanuel was back, they followed her to Eastern Star Mountain.

Emmanuel hadn’t expected these unexpected guests, but he understood their concern. Although Laura was originally from the Verkade family, her marriage to the Lenoir family made her one of them. It wouldn’t be fair to hold her responsible for William’s actions.

“Claudette is alive,” Emmanuel said quickly, “She hasn’t regained consciousness yet. Come, I’ll take you to see her,” he offered before they could even ask, eager to ease their pain as much as he could.

Laura’s reaction was the opposite of Felicity’s, but her tears flowed just as freely. Although she wasn’t Claudette’s biological mother, their bond was as deep as any between mother and daughter. The mere fact that her daughter had survived such dire circumstances was nothing short of a miracle.

As they entered Claudette’s room, Laura rushed to her side, enveloping her in a tight embrace. “Claudette, my darling, I’ve missed you so much!” Then, something miraculous happened. Claudette, who had been

Tears of Sorrow, Tears of Joy unresponsive for so long, shuddered ever so slightly, and her eyes started to glisten with unshed tears.

Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1898-The Verkade Scheme “Claudette, what’s wrong? Please, say something!” Laura’s voice trembled with desperation as she gripped Claudette’s hand tightly, but her daughter remained as still and unresponsive as a porcelain doll.

“Manuel, what happened to my sister?” Elizabeth asked anxiously.

“She was brainwashed and deeply hypnotized,” Emmanuel explained gravely.

“I killed the person who had control over her, but now she’s like a robot.” The revelation hit like a thunderbolt. Laura and Elizabeth broke down in tears, their sobs echoing through the room. Even Felicity, who had been trying to hold herself together, couldn’t contain her grief. As she wept, a bittersweet thought crossed her mind–if only Sarah could have been as fortunate as Claudette, alive even if not fully herself. Just to see Sarah again would have been enough to soothe her aching heart.

Suddenly, a booming voice shattered the somber mood. “Hey, why are you all crying? It’s not like Claudette can’t wake up!” Quintus barged into the room, The Verkade Scheme his usual bravado on full display.

Elizabeth, momentarily distracted from her sorrow, looked up at her brother with surprise. “Quintus, you’re still alive?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Quintus retorted, feigning offense. “You cry when you see your sister alive, but you laugh when you see your brother? Am I a clown or something?” His self–deprecating humor brought reluctant smiles to Emmanuel and Mackenzie’s faces.

This guy, for the first time, had such a clear understanding of himself!

“Don’t worry,” Emmanuel assured them. “I’ve already sent someone to Yociam Residence to retrieve my medical books. I’ll find a way to break Claudette’s exclusive © material.

hypnosis, and she’ll return to normal. As for whether her old memories will come back, that’s up to fate.” Laura nodded, a whirlwind of emotions playing across her face. As she looked at her once vibrant daughter, now so changed, a secret hope took root in her heart. With Emmanuel and Mackenzie expecting a child, it would be better if The Verkade Scheme Claudette never regained her memories. She could find happiness with another man and start a fresh in her life. How else could Claudette ever compete with Mackenzie?

Quintus, ever ready with a jest, chimed in, “Aunt Laura, did you hear that? My brother–in–law here is really responsible!” He turned to Mackenzie with a mischievous grin. “I’ll treat you just as well, following his example!” She rolled her eyes in exasperation. Here she was, heavily pregnant with Emmanuel’s child, and Quintus still wouldn’t give up his flirtatious antics. Oh, come on, enough already!

“Ms. Lenoir,” Emmanuel’s tone became serious as he addressed Laura. “You bear the surname Verkade. Do you know what role the Verkade family played in the Quillen family massacre?” Laura visibly flinched, her face paling as she quickly shook her head.

“Emmanuel, you address me as Ms. Lenoir because I’ve been married out of the Verkade family. I don’t involve myself in their affairs anymore.” Her voice trembled slightly as she continued, “Are you saying that the Verkade family The Verkade Scheme was involved in the Quillen family massacre?” “Exactly,” Emmanuel confirmed bluntly. Even Laura, the daughter of the family, said so, which meant most people would have such suspicions in this situation.

Desperate to distance herself from the accusations, Laura quickly offered information. “I swear, I had nothing to do with it. But I can tell you this. In a few days, the Verkade family will be hosting a business event in Yeringham.

They’re trying to rally the major families in Nuthana to support William as the Chairman of the Nuthana Chamber of Comce. You can confront him directly there.” “What makes him think he can pull that off?” Mackenzie’s expression turned icy, her voice laced with disdain.

“Mackenzie, you might not be aware, but since you and Old Mr. Quillen have been away, William has bought off most of Terence Group’s executives and shareholders. They’re all backing him taking over as chairman of Terence Group. There’s even talk of renaming the group!” Laura revealed, her voice

The Verkade Scheme tinged with frustration. “William’s goal with this event is to make it clear to everyone in Nuthana that he’s the one taking control of Terence Group, and everything tied to the Quillen family.” Mackenzie’s eyes flashed with anger, her fury palpable.

“He won’t succeed!” Emmanuel declared firmly, his jaw set with determination. However, he kept his plans to himself, still not fully trusting Laura. Then, he made a request that was more of a command. “Ms. Lenoir, since you’re here, I’d like you to stay and help care for Claudette for a while.” “Of course, Laura agreed, understanding the unspoken reason behind Emmanuel’s request. He didn’t want her tipping off William, giving him a chance to escape. Yet, Laura couldn’t help but find it amusing that Emmanuel underestimated the Verkade family’s greed. Since they wanted to become the rulers of Nuthana, even knowing Emmanuel was back, the Verkades wouldn’t abandon their ambitions so easily, Long Kurated barkering

 

Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1899- Emmanuel wasn’t concerned with Laura’s opinion; he was all set to move forward. In two days, he’d crash the business event, uncover what really happened with the Quillen family, and finally take down William.

On the same day, Sage swung by to drop off the “Divine Valley Medical Records” that he had left at home.

鏡 Holding the book, Emmanuel felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders. He mused, It’s clear now that whoever’s behind this is determined to wipe out the Quillen family. They knew Mackenzie and I were away, which is probably why they didn’t touch our house.

“You’ve got this, Emmanuel. You’re the only one who can help Claudette recover,” Mackenzie urged him. She knew he was about to bring Claudette out of her hypnosis.

Mackenzie had stopped seeing Claudette as a rival a while ago; she was true to her promises. I’ll back Claudette up if she fully recovers and still loves Long walled Awakening Emmanuel. After everything she’s given up for him, she deserves it.

D Emmanuel gave her a quick nod and led Claudette into the room, ensuring they had privacy, Meanwhile, Mackenzie, Laura, and the others waited outside, their anxiety increasing with every passing moment.

He carefully followed the steps outlined in the “Divine Valley Medical Records” to free Claudette from her hypnosis.

Snap! With a sharp snap of his fingers, Claudette’s blank eyes abruptly brightened, and her expression slowly came back to life.

“Claudette! Are you with me? Claudette!” Emmanuel noticed the shift in her domeanor and gently grasped her shoulders, his voice filled with excitement.

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Long Ensed Fuwaring She spoke! She’s finally back! Emmanuel’s heart swelled with emotion, His eyes grew misty, and a broad grin appeared on his face.

“Uh, could you…,” she asked nervously, her eyes reflecting a flicker of tear as she glanced at Emmanuel’s hand resting on her shoulder.

Even though she had lost her memory, her timid nature was still there. She likely would’ve pulled away if Emmanuel hadn’t been so gentle, “Don’t worry, you’re safe. I’m your closest friend,” Emmanuel responded, hastily letting go and offering a comforting smile.

“My closest friend? Is that true?” Claudette asked, still looking doubtful as she took in the unfamiliar face.

“Yes! The best friend you’ve got,” Emmanuel insisted, his voice thick with emotion as his eyes grew misty.

He added, “You’ve endured so much because of me, and I promise I’ll protect you from now on. No more pain.” A Long Awaited Awakening #t Claudette gave him a shy and uncertain smile, replying, “Thanks.” She still felt a bit uneasy around him. With no memories to guide her, she wasn’t sure if This content is

she could trust his words.

“Claudette!” “Claudette! Is that you?” Before Claudette could respond, Laura and the others burst into the room, drawn by her voice. Laura immediately threw her arms around Claudette, tears running down her face.

Nearby, Elizabeth was also in tears. “Claudette, I can’t believe it! You’re back with us–it’s a miracle!” The overwhelming relief of having Claudette back felt surreal, like something out of a dream. They had already come to terms with losing her, so her return seemed almost unbelievable.

“Why is everyone getting so emotional? I haven’t even cried!” Quintus asked though tears were clearly rolling down his cheeks.

A Lang wasted Mackenzie’s eyes were misty too as she thought, it’s hard to believe things turn out so well.

“Who… Who are all of you?” Claudette asked softly, still cautious but not as guarded around Laura and the other girls.

“It’s us, Claudette! We’re your family! Laura responded urgently, trying to jog her memory.

However, Claudette simply stared at them, clearly confused and lost Realizing that she was more comfortable with the girls and knowing he had other things to handle, Emmanuel quietly stepped out and trusted her with her family.

Mackenzie followed him out, her voice filled with concem as she asked, “Emmanuel, is there any way to help Claudette get her memory back?”

Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1900-Emmanuel let out a frustrated sigh. “I could try acupuncture, but there’s no guarantee it’ll work. I wish we could pin down Ghost Doctor–he’s always on the move.” He contemplated, I’ll surely go to North Star Peak to look for him if I’m not swamped with work. That’s where I last ran into him.

“Don’t stress about it. We’ve got time, so there’s no need to rush,” Mackenzie O reassured him, trying to ease Emmanuel’s worries and remind him not to jump the gun.

Emmanuel nodded and went back to managing the Wolf Warrior Unit.

Two days later, in the heart of Yeringham, stood “The Spire“-a sleek thirty–story tower topped with an impressive clock. Perched on the clock’s -hands, two figures took in the lively cityscape.

With Chanaea’s economy booming and Mackenzie now at the helm of the D Nuthana Chamber of Commerce, Yeringham was buzzing with energy. Fancy The Watchful Eye.

cars streamed down the streets, heading toward the Yeringham Prestige Hotel for a big business event.

One of the figures perched on the clock’s hands was Emmanuel, dressed in a military uniform and windbreaker. He stood tall, eyes locked on the hotel, keen to see which VIPs would arrive.

Behind him, Sage informed, “Commander, I just got word that a big name from Eldoria in Zovince is arriving today.” Emmanuel gave a slight nod. “Who’s the VIP?” His vibes had wholly transformed since reclaiming his title as Commander of the Wolf Warrior. It was hard to believe he’d once been a gynecologist.

Sage explained, “Xander Quill, the second son of the Quill family in Eldoria. He founded the Zovince Independent Chamber of Commerce and wields significant power there.” “The top guy from Eldoria made it to Yeringham? Looks like Teddy sent him The Watchful Eye over to back up William.” Emmanuel smirked.

Sage continued, “From what Eve found out, Eldoria is right next to Zovince, and the Quill family has always been tight with Teddy–basically his loyal supporters.” “Too bad,” Emmanuel remarked. He thought, If everything goes as planned, those Quill brothers we saw at the port are mostly linked to the powerful Silverbane family. Although Raphael did us a favor, the Silverbane fam is still my enemy.

Still, it wasn’t the time to get hung up on the Silverbane family. Noticing everyone who mattered had already shown up, Emmanuel jumped down from the clock’s hand without hesitation.

“Alright, everyone’s in place. Let’s finish this today!” His eyes, now icy and burning with anger, showed how much he had changed. He believed bloodshed was the only way to settle the old grudge between the Quillen and Lowe families.

E Emmanuel.commanded, “Let everyone know. Get the Wolf Warrior Unit ready!”

“On it, Commander!” Sage responded instantly, aware that Emmanuel didn’t need the Wolf Warrior Unit to take lives–they were just there to keep the enemy distracted while he did the heavy lifting.

Before long, they reached the Yeringham Prestige Hotel.

“Got an invitation?” one of the hotel’s security guards asked, blocking their way.

These guards were no joke–a team of twenty–four stood at the entrance, clearly ready for trouble. It was apparent Verkade had expected someone to crash the event.

“Nope, but around here, our faces should be all the invitation we need, right?” Sage stated, taking off his sunglasses to reveal his signature scar. Those familiar with the city should remember Jade Beast, the former Captain of the Yeringham Police, without a second thought.

The Weruje 11 Yet the lead guard just smirked, “You think you’re imponen dort casino you are–no invitation, no entry, Even the mayor needs a poss to get inkers “What if we’re not leaving?” Sage’s tone grew serious as he stored down the guard, Emmanuel stayed silent; they were here to stir up trouble, and everyone knew it. Once inside, there was no way out through the entrance–unless they jumped off the building.

Emmanuel had hoped to avoid a confrontation at the door, but with the guards acting like this, he was more than ready to teach them a lesson.