Scarlett's red sports car was now in Rex's possession.Frederick snatched the keys, started the engine, and demanded Rex direct him to Tyger and Jacob's location.They sped through the night, arriving at a dimly lit manor.Rex was trembling with fear as he pointed toward the imposing structure."They're in there," he rasped.Frederick quickly killed the headlights.At the manor's gate, two guards noticed the car and approached it. As one guard tapped on the driver's side window, Frederick suddenly threw open the door, sending the guard flying into the grass.The guard immediately lost consciousness.Before the other guard could react, Frederick had him by the throat and tossed him aside like his companion.With the guards dispatched, Frederick and Scarlett got out of the car.Rex was panicking as he begged, "I did what you asked. Please let me go!"Frederick remained silent and dislocated Rex's jaw with a swift twist to prevent further pleas.He dragged the now-silent Rex t

The middle-aged man hurled chunks of steaming, fragrant meat onto Tyger and Jacob.The five Rottweilers, ravenous after two days without food, fixated on the meat with savage intensity. As their chains were released, the dogs lunged toward Tyger and Jacob. The dogs were ready to tear them apart as if they were part of the feast.Scarlett and Frederick arrived just in time to witness this horrifying spectacle. Scarlett's face drained of color as she covered her mouth in horror."Frederick, we have to save Uncle Tyger and Jacob!" she cried.Frederick's expression mirrored her alarm, but the distance was too great. Even at his top speed, he couldn't reach them before the dogs.Suddenly, he emitted two sharp barks. "Woof! Woof!"Scarlett stared at him in astonishment. Was this ventriloquism?She had no idea Frederick possessed such a hidden talent. But would it be enough? Frederick's imitation was uncannily realistic, not mere barks, but the commanding tones of a dominant alpha do

The following morning, Frederick departed the mansion after ensuring Scarlett and the others had rested well. His first order of business was acquiring a phone to contact Sylvester. With a new device in hand, he dialed the familiar number, eager to resume the "family trial" that might reveal more about his father. Sylvester's voice boomed through the speaker."Frederick?""Yes, it's me," Frederick confirmed. What followed was a torrent of accusations."Where were you yesterday? I arranged a date with your fiancee! I never gave you the location, so how did you even meet her? She claims you were incredibly rude and condescending! Do you even want to complete this trial?"Frederick was taken aback by the questions. He had been unable to get a phone yesterday as the rescue of Scarlett occupied him. Moreover, he hadn't even met this supposed fiancee."Uncle Sylvester, I didn't meet her. Maybe there's some misunderstanding?"Sylvester pondered for a moment and said, "You're r

The confusion cleared up, and Frederick felt the urge to explain. He couldn't risk Anya's disapproval, not with the family trial looming over his head."Ms. Romero, there were some unpredictable circumstances yesterday. I didn't have my phone, so I had no idea we were supposed to meet. I simply happened to be at that bar. If you'd like, I can show you the message from my uncle. I only just learned your name and the details of our meet-up."He offered his phone and displayed Sylvester's message.Anya glanced at it and then replied with a hint of indifference, "It seems you are telling the truth. You were unaware of our meeting. Our encounter was purely accidental."Frederick nodded, relieved she had at least accepted his explanation. This was a vast improvement from Priscilla, who constantly doubted him and created endless misunderstandings. But Anya's next words dashed his hopes. "Because you were unaware of our meeting, your behavior yesterday reveals your true nature. You are i

Frederick was stunned. Could it be that the five billion dollars Blazeheart had transferred to him two months ago came from the sale of Ragnarok Ventures? After all, the company had been in decline for years. But why hadn't Blazeheart told him? Why had he sacrificed Ragnarok Ventures to provide for him?A wave of guilt and sorrow washed over Frederick as he realized his shortcomings as a leader. Blazeheart had shouldered so much burden for his sake. Seeing Frederick's silence, Anya sneered. "Caught in your lies again? Don't bother with these childish games in front of me." Frederick was consumed with worry for Blazeheart's safety. He tried repeatedly to call him, but to no avail.Anya's mocking continued, "Are you pretending to make calls now? Do you even know how to tell the truth?"Her relentless taunts pushed Frederick over the edge."Ms. Romero, everything I've said is true. Whether you believe it or not."Anya scoffed, convinced he was stubbornly clinging to his lies. "