Chapter 12

James pouted helplessly.

“Get me the dress from my closet,” Thea said, ignoring him. “There’s an important banquet tonight.”

James stood and walked toward the closet. “Which one, dearest?” he asked, opening the closet door.

“The white one, with the V-neck.”

“That won’t do. You can’t expose yourself in public like that. This one looks good.” James grabbed a black, high-neck dress and handed it to Thea. “Oh, right. What’s the banquet for?”

“Rowena Xavier- of the Xaviers- is hosting an auction banquet. There’ll be lots of great items there, so almost everyone that is attending will be famous in one way or another. I’m going to expand my network while I’m there.”

James paused when he heard that, but recovered immediately. “Need me to give you a ride?” he asked.

“I’ll take the cab.”

“Oh, okay then.”

Thea left after changing into her dress.

James left soon after, giving her family a random excuse as he did.

In the Xaviers’ villa.

The Xaviers had one remaining villa left. All their other assets had been liquidated, including real estate.

The Xaviers were gathered inside the building.

Sat at the helm was a middle-aged man clad in military uniform.

He was Trent Xavier, Warren Xavier’s fourth son.

Trent was a soldier on the western border, which meant he was on a mission when Warren died and had not been able to leave. When he finally managed to rush back home, it was already too late.

However, the murderer left a clue. They were a remnant of the Cadens that had fallen ten years ago. So, he rushed to the Capital overnight in search of the man in power that had ordered the extermination of the Cadens and the retrieval of Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge, in hopes of having his questions answered.

Alas, his efforts were fruitless, save for one piece of news: The reason why Thea Callahan became disfigured was because ten years ago, she was afflicted with burns while saving someone from the Cadens’ villa!

The man in power ordered an investigation into who Thea Callahan had saved.

Trent left the Capital

had been bankrupted. Thea Callahan,

woman sat at his side. Her skin was virtually flawless,

bankrupted us. Joel told us Alex

darkened as he clenched his fists. “No one gets away with making enemies of us, not even Alex Yates," he growled.

Xaviers' banquet auction was

lined the entire road, and celebrities milled about the

were all people

Xaviers had been bankrupted and people were reluctant to attend this banquet

rise in Cansington, since he was a soldier on the western

men in black trench coats

“Hey, James, these are western soldiers. Does that mean Trent Xavier is back? I’m pretty sure he’s the Blithe King’s

here tonight, I’ll have him

Five Commanders were

Blithe King of the West, the Barbarian King of the East, and the Emperor of

terms of influence, the Emperor was

the Black Dragon had been General for the shortest amount of time, he was the strongest in terms of raw power. Even

Black Dragon had another title: Asclepius, god

unparalleled, able to

scythe in mid-swing. As long as someone had even half a breath left

other four commanders, let

we be getting rid of anyone

tonight is getting the Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside's Edge back. As for

“When do we enter?”

rush. We’ll go

“Understood!”

they lingered outside

celebrities attending the banquet were apprehensive at the sight of

Xavier really was

dead, his family bankrupted… now that Trent was back, it was as if a storm

gathered on the

dress she wore accentuated her slender figure, and her tied-back hair lent a graceful and elegant air about her. She mingled with

workers suddenly dropped the painting they had been carrying just as they

Crash!

shattering the crystal case it had been transported in. A shard cut into the painting as the damaged

What the hell was

the shattered glass and sliced painting on the ground, then glared up at Thea. “Why’d you bump

I didn’t!”

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