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Dylan’s face twitched even harder, and Natasha felt her heart pounding.
A slap or two? That was all it would take to teach Phantom Eye a lesson? She wondered when Kingsley became so over-the-top and full of hot air.
Just then, Kingsley’s phone rang-it was Francesca.
“Kingsley, where are you? I heard you captured Michael!”
On the other end, the busty little lady sounded frantic, her voice filled with concern.
Kingsley replied, “Yeah, Michael’s with me. Don’t worry, Fran.”
Francesca snapped, “My grandpa said the whole Blumedale’s Rhodes family is in chaos! How can I not worry? Kingsley, just tell me where you are. I’m bringing reinforcements!”
Kingsley frowned. “Reinforcements? No need, Fran. Just stay put and keep an eye on the medical center.”
Francesca was firm. “I don’t care! I’m coming to find you, and trust me, the person I’m bringing will be a huge help!”
Kingsley sighed helplessly. “Fine. I’m at the West End base, with Natasha. Come over.”
Francesca brightened. “Alright! Give me ten minutes!”
Ten minutes later.
Francesca rushed into the West End headquarters, dragging someone along with her. Natasha was stunned. “Ms. Aicker? Master Shiloh? What are you two doing here?”
Francesca pulled Shiloh forward and said casually, “Natasha, we’re here to help! We’re taking down bad guys together.”
Natasha did not know whether to laugh or cry. Ladies, the enemy this time is a big shot from Blumedale’s martial arts world. You two are delicate and well-bred-forge no fighting; just staying safe is enough. If anything happens to you, my darling will have even more to worry about!”
Francesca did not bother explaining and turned to Kingsley. Kingsley, Shiloh agreed to help, but only if you offer a price that satisfies her.”
Kingsley looked at the veiled Shiloh and scolded himself for forgetting about her. She was basically his hidden ace, a full-fledged martial king-Someone who could destroy anything with just a command.
Not using her would be a complete waste.
“Right, I almost forgot about you, Shiloh.” Kingsley chuckled. “Name your price. Kenny just sent a skilled fighter after me, so why don’t you give him a crash course in Jayrodale’s customs?”
Shiloh, as always, remained perfectly calm and indifferent.
Gritting her teeth, Shiloh said, “I’ve been picking up part-time jobs lately, but I keep running into shady employers. Either they shortchange me, come up with random fines, or just outright refuse to pay me!
“I thought about it, and working for you is way easier. Give ne ten grand, and I’ll take care of your enemy.”
She finished speaking and stared at Kingsley with eyes gleaming like she was looking at a pile of gold. However, Kingsley did not respond. His brows just furrowed deeply.
Shiloh immediately panicked, wondering if she had asked for too much. So, she quickly adjusted. “How about eight grand? You only need to pay me eight grand, and I’ll handle this for you!”
Still, Kingsley remained silent. Dylan and Natasha, on the other hand, were on the verge of losing it.
Damn. A martial king-someone powerful enough to wipe out Jayrodale’s entire underground scene and shake up the martial arts world-was offering her services for just eight grand?
They had seen crazy things in their lives, but nothing this ridiculous.
Watching Shiloh carefully gauge Kingsley’s reaction, Dylan and Natasha were dumbfounded.
Why was someone powerful enough to beat a semi-martial king acting so cautious over a measly eight grand? It did not make sense, no matter how they thought about it.
Just then, Kingsley finally smirked and said, “How about this, Shiloh? I’ll pay you 15 grand. As for Phantom Eye, don’t kill him. Just take him down and bring him to me.”
Shiloh did not hesitate for a second and quickly nodded. “Deal! 15 grand-it’s set. Transfer it now!”
Before Kingsley could change his mind or try to delay payment, Shiloh immediately pulled out her phone and opened her payment app.
Kingsley transferred the money right away.
A notification chime sounded, and a voice announced, “You have received 15 thousand dollars via Venmo!”
Now even Kingsley was a little taken aback and asked, “Shiloh, you have a voice alert for incoming payments now?”
Still focused on checking her balance, Shiloh replied without looking up, “Yeah, when I was working part-time, all the bossen et had voice notifications for
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payments. I figured it was a smart idea-no way to get tricked or shortchanged. Every single deposit gets announced loud and clear. Super convenient! So I got one for myself.”
Kingsley chuckled. “Alright then, since you got your money, get going. Remember, don’t kill Phantom Eye. He’s got some skills, and I might have use for him later.”
Shiloh waved it off like it was nothing. “Relax. Once I take a job, I always follow through.”
Kingsley turned to Dylan and Natasha. “You two go with Shilph to the airport. Just grab Phantom Eye and bring him straight here.”
Natasha nodded firmly. “Got it. Don’t worry, Dylan and I will do everything we can to back Shiloh up.”
Kingsley shook his head. “No need for backup. I’m sending you two along to make sure Shiloh doesn’t go overboard.
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They did not understand why they needed to hold back against someone like Phantom Eye, a martial art’s powerhouse. If they had not known for a fact that Kingsley was mentally sound, Dylan and Natasha would have thought he had lost his mind.
Without wasting another second, Natasha and Dylan took Shiloh and rushed straight to Jayrodale Airport.
The fastest way from Blumedale to Jayrodale was by plane. Knowing Kenny’s impatience and the fact that Phantom Eye loved making a flashy entrance, Kingsley knew there was no doubt they would take the fastest flight available.
Hence, instead of waiting, Kingsley decided to send his people to intercept them directly.
Francesca stayed at West End, keeping Kingsley company. “Kingsley, you went after Michael because of Lauren, didn’t you?”
Sitting beside him, the busty little lady spoke in a complicated tone.
Kingsley chuckled. “This has nothing to do with Lauren. I told you before-Michael was never going to walk out of Jayrodale alive.”
Francesca sighed. “I know Michael means nothing to you, but the people backing him are a different story. Kenny and the Golding family-one of the Five Apex Families-are involved. Kingsley, I’m worried. If this blows up, you’re going to be in serious trouble.”
Kingsley joked, “Isn’t that a good thing? If I get into a mess, you can just marry someone else.”
Francesca’s eyes widened as she pouted. “Don’t talk nonsense! I’m already your woman-there’s no way I’m marrying someone else!”
Her face turned bright red. She was not even married yet, and he was already talking about her remarrying.
What was that supposed to mean? Was he saying she was not satisfying him at night?
Kingsley smirked. “Fran, you’re a good woman. Whoever ends up with you will be one lucky guy.”
Francesca felt a sweet warmth in her heart, though she still huffed playfully. “You always know what to say. So tell me, who exactly is this ‘lucky guy’?”
Kingsley thought for a moment before saying, “Well, he’d have to be handsome, charming, and charismatic… someone right in front of you, yet just out of reach.”
Francesca burst into laughter and playfully punched Kingsley in the chest. At that moment, Antonio walked in. ” Mr. Baldwin, Kenny just called Michael’s phone. He wants a video chat with you.”
Kingsley’s expression remained calm. “Let’s see what that old bastard wants.”
Inside West End’s underground cell, Michael lay half-dead on the floor. His wounds had been treated, so he looked slightly better. However, the damage done below the waist was permanent-his manhood was completely crushed-his life was over.
Michael vowed to kill Kingsley. He had to destroy him completely-make him disappear from this world as revenge.
Just then, the cell door creaked open, and Kingsley walked in with Francesca, Antonio, and a few others.
Antonio respectfully handed over the phone. “Mr. Baldwin, Kenny is calling again.”
Kingsley took the phone and answered,
“You must be that little bastard
Kingsley, huh? I’m ordering you to release Michael right now, then get your ass to my villa in Blumedale and beg for our forgiveness for three days and three nights.”
Kenny’s voice was cold and commanding, filled with barely contained rage. “If you don’t, I’m going to kill you. Not even God himself will be able to save you.”
On the screen, Kenny looked absolutely furious, his face twisted with rage. Kingsley, however, remained unfazed. “Mr. Kenny, calm down. Before we talk business, why don’t I let you and Michael have a little father-son reunion?”
Kenny’s heart leaped-he had been desperate to see how Michael was doing. However, he still scoffed, pretending to be unimpressed. “At least you know your place. Seems like you’re not completely brainless after all.”
“Give Michael the phone. I want to talk to him alone. The rest of you-get lost.”
Kingsley replied casually, “Yeah…
that’s not happening. Michael’s a little too banged up right now. Even if I handed him the phone, he wouldn’t have the strength to hold it.”
Kingsley tilted the camera down as he spoke, revealing Michael lying on the cold floor, barely breathing.
“Michael, what the hell happened to you?” Kenny’s voice shook as he took in the scene. His face went pale, his disbelief evident.
Michael barely managed to open his swollen eyes. Tears welled up as he rasped, his voice hoarse and broken. “Dad … it’s over for me… my life… is completely over…”
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Kenny roared, “You useless piece of trash! You’re my son! With me backing you up and your sister married into the Golding family, what the hell are you crying about? Pull yourself together! I’m getting you out of there, and once I do, the entire Rhodes Corporation will belong to us. Got it?”.
However, Kenny’s words did little to comfort Michael. Michael lifted his disheveled face, looking as pathetic as a pig in the mud, and wailed, “Dad, I don’t give a damn about Rhodes Corporation!
“What I care about… is that my manhood is gone! It’s shattered, completely destroyed… Do you have any idea what that feels like?! I’ll never be able to sleep with women again! I’ll never feel pleasure again!”
Kenny felt a chill run from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, like a bucket of ice water had just been dumped on him. “Y-Your manhood is gone?”
His voice shot up several octaves, filled with disbelief.
Michael’s expression twisted with pure hatred as he pointed at Kingsley and screamed, “It was him! That bastard! He’s the one who kicked it to pieces! Dad, you have to get me out of here! You have to make him pay! I don’t care what it takes-I want him to suffer ten times, no, a hundred times worse than me!”
His wails echoed through the underground cell, sharp and agonizing.
Kenny bellowed, “Kingsley, you little bastard! The crimes you’ve committed are unforgivable! I swear, I will wipe out your entire bloodline!”
Kingsley smirked and casually pressed his foot onto Michael’s head. “Mr. Kenny, what was that? Speak up-I think my signal’s a little weak.”
Kenny’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Get your damn foot off of Michael! You little bastard, I’ll kill you!”
Kingsley simply applied more pressure, and Michael’s screams pierced through the cell.
Kingsley still had a smile plastered on his face. “Go on, Mr. Kenny, keep talking. You were saying something about wiping out my bloodline?”
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