Chapter 45 - the perfect reversal
"Pet?" Sophia smirked, an incredibly deadly smile blooming on her lips. "Titan is not a pet. He is the protector of the bloodline's legacy. As for you, Silas, you are just a parasite having delusions about your own power."
Silas frowned, intending to insult her further, but Marcus Jr. had quietly stepped forward. He placed an exquisitely designed tablet onto the crystal table right in front of the arrogant billionaire. All eyes in the banquet hall turned toward them.
"I suggest you recheck your Swiss bank accounts before you continue threatening me," Sophia said in an incredibly flat tone, but every word she uttered carried the overwhelming weight of a mountain.
Silas glanced at the screen. His face instantly turned pale, drained of every drop of blood. All of his black funds worth billions of dollars, the fruits of countless illegal business deals, were continuously ticking backwards to a flat zero.
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"What... what the hell did you do?!" Silas screamed in absolute panic. The champagne glass in his hand dropped onto the marble floor, shattering into fragmented pieces. His wild arrogance had vanished completely into thin air.
👉 read part 46 to see the enemy's fury.
