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Phantom Eye let out a disappointed sigh but nodded. Without another word, he turned and strode out of the villa.
Kenny watched him leave, his jaw tightening. Phantom Eye was one of the most lethal enforcers in Blumedale’s underworld, ranked No. 35 on the Underworld Index. He was a martial artist whose skills surpassed even the most seasoned assassins.
With him heading to Jayrodale, this battle was as good as won. All Kenny needed to do was confirm that Michael was still alive and bring him back home to Blumedale.
Kenny’s next move would be to deal with Lauren and her family. In Holtrien’s underground world, two major ranking systems determined a martial artist’s status -the Titan List and the Underworld Index. Every martial artist aspired to make it onto one of these lists.
The Titan List was on a whole different level. It was reserved for monsters- legendary figures born into powerful families, heirs to elite dynasties, or top-tier military generals and special operatives.
Anyone ranked on the Titan List was not just a fighter-they were a walking earthquake, a force that could shake the entire underworld. On the other hand, the Underworld Index, while not as terrifying, was still a prestigious ranking.
Although it could not compare to the Titan List, for most crime families, syndicates, and martial arts clans, making it onto the Underworld Index was a once-in-a-lifetime honor.
Jayrodale had plenty of fighters, but none had ever made the list. Yet, Phantom Eye ranked No. 35 on the Underworld Index. His strength had already surpassed most high-level enforcers-he was already a semi-martial king. Wherever he went, he dominated.
Kenny had just hired him, and he could indeed create havoc in Jayrodale. Strictly speaking, Phantom Eye was out of Kenny’s league.
Nonetheless, thanks to his daughter’s marriage to the Golding family, Kenny had pulled the right strings. Phantom Eye was doing this as a favor.
Meanwhile, across Blumedale, inside a luxurious cafe, Aspen sat leisurely, sipping her afternoon tea. A well-dressed young man in a beige suit exuding effortless charm walked over with a confident stride.
“Aspen, this is for you.”
In his hands was a vibrant tulip, its fragrance lingering in the air as he held it out to her. His deep, admiring gaze and the six-figure Richard Mille watch on his wrist screamed wealth, prestige, and impeccable taste.
Yet, Aspen did not even reach for the flower. She simply responded flatly, “Seth, how many times do I have to say it? You don’t need to bring me flowers. Besides, I’m nothing more than a prisoner right now. Hardly someone worthy of your attention.”
Seth Haywood remained unfazed. He simply placed the tulip on the table, then sat across from her with effortless poise.
“Aspen, I don’t understand why a perfect woman like you would ever consider herself a prisoner. Tell me who is controlling you? Who’s threatening you?
“If you just give me a name, I will personally pull you out of this mess. And while I’m at it, I’ll make sure whoever’s mistreating you ceases to exist.”
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His tone was undeniable dominance-the kind that would have most women completely entranced.
Unfortunately, Aspen was not net like most women, completely unfazed.
“My problems are mine to deal with,” she said. “And I don’t need anyone else to settle my debts-I’ll handle them myself.”
Seth leaned back, smirking. “See, Aspen, that’s what I love about you. Graceful, confident, and proud-just like a swan that will never bow its head.”
Aspen shook her head. “Seth, let’s not talk about me. Tell me what’s been happening in Blumedale lately? Anything interesting?”
Seth chuckled. “Blumedale is always buzzing with gossip, but most of it’s boring. Although, there is one little story that caught my attention.”
“I heard Kenny Rhodes-the Golding family’s in-law-is furious. He actually hired Phantom Eye, one of the top-ranked men on the Underworld Index, to head to
Jayrodale.”
He let out a small laugh. “Funny, isn’t it? Aspen, didn’t you just come from Jayrodale?”
Aspen’s brows furrowed. “Kenny hired Phantom Eye to go to Jayrodale? Why?”
Seth shrugged. “What else?
Apparently, Kenny’s son got wrecked by some nobody in Jayrodale.
Rhodes family’s big shot is sending people over-partly to rescue his pathetic son, and partly to flex his power.”
Aspen’s heart skipped a beat. For some reason, the first name that popped into her mind was Kingsley.
That reckless, fearless lunatic-could he really have been the one to mess with the Rhodes family?
The more Aspen thought about it, the more convinced she became. “Seth, I have something urgent to take care of. We’ll talk next time!”
Without waiting for his response, she turned and left in a hurry.
Seth tilted his head, watching her graceful figure disappear. His tongue flicked across his lips as a smirk formed.
“A top-tier beauty… aside from her chest being a little on the small side, she’s damn near perfect. But even though they’re small, they’re perky-just the right size to fit in my hands.
“What’s even better is that she’s loaded. She just set up a company worth billions in Blumedale. Once I get her in my bed, I’ll kill two birds with one stone-pleasure and fortune.”
A slow, greedy grin stretched across his face. Women like Aspen could not be rushed, especially ones with powerful backgrounds, but he was not in a hurry. With his status as a Haywood, it was only a matter of time before he had her naked, completely at his mercy, savoring every inch of her.
There was just one problem-someone was controlling Aspen. After spending the past few days observing her, Seth was certain-there was a man behind the scenes.
He scoffed, thinking, ‘I don’t care who he is. Anyone who dares get in my way is signing his own death warrant.’
Aspen rushed out of the restaurant and hurried to her car. She barely had time to catch her breath before pulling out her phone and dialing Kingsley.
“Heh, well, well… Ms. Aspen, calling me first? That’s rare,” Kingsley teased.
Aspen did not have the patience for his usual antics. “Kingsley, do you have Kenny’s son, Michael?”
Kingsley chuckled. “Yeah. You really do get your hands on information fast.”
Aspen’s frustration boiled over. “Listen to me-let him go and run. As far and as fast as you can. Leave Jayrodale now!”
Kingsley leaned back, completely unfazed. “Relax. Tell me what exactly did you hear in Blumedale?”
Aspen nearly Sereamed. “Are you seriously asking me questions right now?! I just found out that Kenny hired Phantom Eye to take you He’s already on his way to Jayrodale. If nothing goes wrong, love pode he’ll be there in half a day. So stop wasting time and run!”
Kingsley remained indifferent. “Phantom Eye? Never heard of him. Also, I don’t care.”
Aspen nearly lost it. “You arrogant idiot! Do you even know who Phantom Eye is?! He’s a top-tier figure in Blumedale’s underground scene! Kenny alone could neve afford him. If Phantom Eye is involved, it means the Golding family is backing this move.”.
Kingsley smirked. “And? What does that have to do with me?”
Aspen clenched her teeth, barely holding back her frustration. “Kingsley, know you run Jayrodale like it’s your playground right now. But even the wildest storm eventually meets a stronger force. Phantom Eye isn’t someone you can just punch your way through.
“I’ve warned you-whether you listen or not is up to you. But when everything falls apart, don’t say I didn’t try to save your ass!”
Kingsley let out a low chuckle. “Not bad, Aspen. You really came through for me by getting to Blumedale early and setting things up. I’ll count this as a win for you.”
Aspen nearly screamed in frustration. Was this man insane?
Did he not understand the disaster that was about to hit him?
How could he still have the audacity to praise her like some boss rewarding an employee?
Aspen grumbled, “Fine. If you won’t listen, I won’t waste my breath.”
Her voice turned cold as she added, “Kingsley, if you do end up dead, then this ten billion and my freedom will no longer have anything to do with you.”
Kingsley chuckled. “Alright. If I die, you can take the money and your freedom along with it. But luck tends to be on my side, so don’t get your hopes up too high.”
Before Aspen could snap back, he ended the call. She stared at her phone, her lips parting as if she wanted to say something, but the words never came.
A tight frustration built up in her chest, an unbearable sense of exasperation she had nowhere to release. She muttered, “Kingsley, if you really end up dead, I’d actually be relieved. Don’t expect any loyalty from me.”
She let out a dry laugh, feeling a little better after saying it out loud. With a hard press on the gas pedal, her red Ferrari roared to life and sped off.
Even though she was certain Phantom Eye would take care of Kingsley, she still had her own mission to complete. After all, as much as she doubted it-there was always that one possibility.
And if, by some miracle, Kingsley did survive, he would definitely come to
Blumedale to check on her work. If she failed to deliver, she did not even want to imagine what kind of hell he would put her through.
Meanwhile, in Jayrodale, Kingsley sat inside West End’s headquarters.
“Don’t let Michael die yet-keep him barely breathing.” His voice was calm, completely devoid of warmth.
Antonio nodded respectfully. “Don’t worry, Mr. Baldwin. The Rhodes family brat won’t die, but he’s not far from it.”
West End’s top enforcers had all gathered. When they first heard they were about to go head-to-head with someone from Blumedale’s underground world, Antonio and the others nearly lost their nerve.
However, the moment Kingsley walked in, their confidence steadied.
Antonio was still shaken. On the surface, Kingsley was always composed charming, even. But when he moved, it was ruthless, He had taken Rhodes’ golden boy hostage in one swift move, triggering an all-out conflict with Blumedale’s top brass.
Antonio’s heart pounded harder than it had in years. He thought Kingsley was not just dangerous-he played the game at a level that made seasoned veterans break into cold sweats.
Kingsley glanced at Dylan and Natasha. “There’s a guy from Blumedale’s underground scene who goes by Phantom Eye. You two know anything about him?”
Dylan’s face went pale. “What? Kenny actually called in Phantom Eye? That maniac?”
Natasha’s expression turned serious. “Darling, Phantom Eye got his name because of his missing eye-one of them is completely blind. No one knows his real name, especially us lower figures in the underworld.
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“But what I do know is that he’s ranked No. 35 on the Underworld Index, and he’s a semi-martial king. He never wastes his time in smatt place like Jayrodale. Usually, Re’s only seen in Blumedale’s underground circui southern territories of Holtrien.”
Kingsley remained unfazed. “A semi-martial king. That’s not weak.”
His gaze flickered between them. “Natasha, if you and Dylan team up, can you take him down?”
Natasha let out a bitter laugh. “Darling, do you want to get rid of me that badly? Are you sending me on a suicide. mission?”
Dylan immediately chimed in, “Mr. Baldwin, if you ask Natasha and me to ambush a senior grandmaster, we could handle it easily. But Phantom Eye is way out of our league.
Kingsley nodded and said, “Alright then. Dylan, head to the airport and bring Phantom Eye to West End. I’ll deal with him myself!”
Dylan’s jaw nearly hit the floor. “Mr. Baldwin, Phantom Eye is practically a semi- martial king. Are we seriously going in without a plan?”
Kingsley gave him a strange look. “What plan?”
Dylan’s face twitched as he hurriedly said, “Mr. Baldwin, going head-to-head with someone like Phantom Eye is basically a death sentence! Shouldn’t we use some kind of strategy? Maybe pit him against someone else? Poison him? Set up some kind of trap?
“There’s no way we can take him on in a direct fight!”
Kingsley gave him an approving nod. “In the face of a powerful enemy, you’re already thinking about sneaky tactics to avoid a head-on clash. Dylan, looks like you’ve been growing lately! But…”
Dylan looked at him eagerly. “But?”
Kingsley smirked. “But it’s just one guy. There’s no need to overcomplicate things. I mean, it’s only a semi-martial king, not a full martial king. So relax. Just bring him to West End, and I’ll teach him some manners with a slap or two.”
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