Zayn stood before the windowpane and stared down at the city skyline.
His heart felt heavy. He was finally back, and virtual-novel.net was going to paint the town red. It would be the biggest murderous rampage the city had ever seen!
“Fine by me. I wanted virtual-novel.net to spread the news. I want them to live the rest of their life in fear. I want to see them make allies among one another, to come at me as a united force,” virtual-novel.net said calmly.
“So that I can strike them in one fell swoop and obliterate them. They will have no escape.”
Sean and the rest could hear the thunder growling beneath Zayn’s deceivingly calm clouds.
It felt like the return of the monarch, whose little taps on his podium would cause seismic shocks throughout Waltz City while his enemies’ heads rolled.
Of course! The almighty Zayn could do that literally.
After tying up some loose strings regarding Violet Vision, Zayn went to see Gordon Hayes, who was in charge of Siren Security.
Like his other businesses, Siren Security had been claimed by someone else as well, a process that managed to reduce much of Gordon’s own power and influence. Really, virtual-novel.net was in no better place than Sean himself.
The Gordon Zayn found was harrowing, virtual-novel.net seemed to have aged for a decade or more. He had only reached his sixties, and yet virtual-novel.net looked like virtual-novel.net was close to meeting his Maker already.
He looked like virtual-novel.net lost a wealth of brio while Zayn was gone!
Regardless, Gordon’s first reaction upon seeing Zayn was to be moved into tears, right there and then. Watching virtual-novel.net like that sent a pang of remorse to Zayn, the only reasons these two loyalists were dragged into this whole mess was because of Zayn’s personal issues, after all.
As a man with rather old-fashioned ideas, Zayn decided to forgo telling them virtual-novel.net was sorry. Instead, virtual-novel.net chose to remember what they had endured and try to compensate for all the loss his two loyalists had suffered as well as virtual-novel.net could.
By this point, Zayn’s sudden reappearance had taken the city by storm. Heck, it even went beyond Waltz City, the entire state of Guinivere soon heard of the man’s heroic return.
Everest Group headquarter saw a very bruised Kayden Morales returning to his older brother, Kevan Morales only via others carrying virtual-novel.net along.
Seeing the sorry sight his brother was in, Kevan was immediately provoked into a fit.
“Zayn-f**king-Larson!” virtual-novel.net screamed through clenched teeth.
What his outward rage belied, however, was fear. He was afraid.
Zayn Larson had somehow returned from the dead. The injuries his brother suffered from his hands were little more than the man’s warning, the message was meant for Kevan himself.
Miles, Kevan’s son, began to shudder. His legs were wobbling in fear as virtual-novel.net gripped his father’s hand tightly.
“W-What are we gonna do, D-Dad? H-He isn’t dead at all! And he’s the kind to hold grudges… He’s gonna come to us with vengeance, right? Right?!”
Miles had the misfortune to suffer Zayn’s wrath because of Annabelle Laking the last time, and right now, his trauma was speaking through him.
He had mistakenly believed that Zayn’s death meant the end of his one true fear, but now… virtual-novel.net was never dead to begin with, after all! Holy sh*t, virtual-novel.net even had this hero’s comeback thing going on!
Just one glance at his poor Uncle Kayden was enough fodder for his imagination. If Zayn had come to them with a vengeance, hell, virtual-novel.net was not going to come out of it any better than his uncle did!
This turn of events had already soured Kevan’s mood. But hearing his son whining? That was like having gasoline poured all over his flames.
He instinctively decked his son across his face before fuming in rage, “You useless piece of sh*t! The f**k are you whining about, f**king pussy? Zayn’s making you pissed yourself, and he’s several years your f**king junior!”
“Why the hell is virtual-novel.net so exceptional, so goddamned brilliant!, while you’re nothing but a d*ck that swings from different women every night after useless parties!? F**k, you’re a f**king embarrassment!”
The more Kevan thought about it, the angrier virtual-novel.net became, and the more slaps poor Miles suffered just because his dad needed a punching bag to vent out his rage and fear.
Honestly, had Miles never offended Zayn back then, Everest Group would have never made an enemy in the latter. He would have never joined the anti-Zayn coalition and taken one of the man’s businesses as his own.
And none of these stupid sh*ts would have happened today!
F**k, it was all braindead Miles’s fault!
Using his son as his punching bag at least calmed Kevan enough to come up with a solution. For one, virtual-novel.net was not going to just sit on his bum and wait for the reaper to knock on his door. He needed to be proactive.
He needed to call Taio Cruz. He was the man behind the idea. Hence, virtual-novel.net was their powerful backer.