This was shocking.
So shocking!
The Labenz family was the greatest in Lightdom City, with over three hundred years of history.
Their conglomerate was the pivot of Lightdom Cityâs economy, and their business empire had expanded overseas. The assets they owned were of inconceivable value.
Many of their family members were elites in different trades. Some were high-rank officials, some were successful business people, and some were experts in martial artsâ¦
It was not stretching the truth to say that the Labenz family was the uncrowned ruler of the Lightdom City.
Compared with the Labenz family, the Quinern Group was just an inconspicuous worm.
Just a word from Landon was enough to make the Quinern Group go under. Patriarch Labenz and Reign didnât even need to lift a finger..
Therefore, it blew Harper and his underlingsâ minds and scared the wits out of them that Landon showed up personally to help Haylan and declared that Haylan was a distinguished guest of the Labenz family.
They realized that they had messed with the wrong guy and were doomed.
âMr. Katz, Iâm sorry. I swear to leave Mr. Jaber and his parents alone in the future!â Harper promised in a hurry.
âMr. Jaber saved Ms. Labenzâs life. You have to pay the price for hurting his parents!â
Landon looked at Harper with a severe expression and unsheathed a knife from behind his waist.
A gleam of cold light flashed.
A hand of both Harper and Sam was cut off and fell to the ground. Blood gushed from their wounds.
âAhhhhh!â
They screamed in pain.
âGet down on your knees and apologize to Mr. Jaber Landon said coldly.
âMr. Jaber, Iâm so sorry. Please spare me.â
Harper and Sam peed their pants in terror. They clutched their wrists and kneeled with pained expressions, apologizing profusely.
Landon, the Super Slayer, was so powerful that they couldnât afford to defy him.
Haylan glanced at the blood on the ground and said with a frown, âGo away! Donât let me see you.
again.â
Haylan and Sam were elated that Haylan would get them off the hook. They picked up their bloody hands from the ground and took to their heels..
Other hooligans immediately beat it with pale faces too.
âA bunch of losers!â
Landon stared after them with disdain in his eyes. Then he looked around and handed Haylan a card. âIf they come at you again, call me. Iâll take care of it.â
âOkay. Thank you,â Haylan replied.
âYouâre welcome. You saved Ms. Labenz. That made you our friend. I have a meeting to attend. I have to go. See you around.â-
Landon shook hands with Haylan and then got in his car and left.
On the road, his phone rang. Reignâs voice sounded on the other end of the line. âMr. Katz, have you seen him? How do you like him? Do you think heâs qualified to be my bodyguard?â
Immediately after the plane landed, Reign sent her subordinates to check Haylanâs background.
When word came back that someone was bullying Haylanâs parents, she instantly sent Landon to help.
them.
Landon glanced at Haylan in the rear mirror and replied calmly, âHe fights well, but it remains to be seen whether heâs good enough to be your personal bodyguard.
âWe canât be too careful given the tensions in the family recently. Donât rush into any decision.â
Reign couldnât argue with that.
Haylan looked at the Rolls-Royce until it went out of his sight. He then tossed Landonâs card away.
As the Mercenary King, he was too proud to ask anyone for help.
Charlie and Felicia were so relieved to see those guys finally leave.
They slumped to the ground, huffing and puffing with sweat all over their foreheads.
After a short while, Felicia rose to her feet and hurriedly pulled Haylan into the house, closing the door behind them.
Charlie sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette. Glaring at Haylan, he grumbled, âYou little punk landed us in hot water even before you walked through the door.â
âDad. Iâve taken care of everything.â
Haylan felt sorry when he glanced at his fatherâs grey hair and added, âI promise to find a secure job and take care of you when youâre old and ill. Iâll get married and have lots of children. Youâll have lots. of fun with them.â
Charlie stiffened, his gaze locked on Haylan. The emotions in his eyes changed.
The younger Haylan would never say such things.
Charlie felt warm, and his eyes became watery, but he kept a gloomy face and grumbled, âYou smart-mouthed douchebag. I wonât believe you until the day you carry out your promise.
âYou said the same thing eight years ago, but you left home, and we never heard from you again!
âYouâd better keep your promise this time, or you never have to call me Dad again!â
After finishing his words, Charlie darted Haylan a hard look and stomped out the door.
âCharlie, where are you going?â Felicia asked.
âI canât stand the sight of him. Iâll go get some fresh air.â
With the cigarette between his lips, Charlie covered the wound on his head with his hand and hurried out.
Once the door was closed, tears streamed down his face.
âItâs the cigarette. Iâm not crying,â he slurred.
Charlie wiped his eyes and scurried off. He didnât want Haylan and Felicia to see him shed tears.
Eight years had passed. His son came back alive and had changed so much. He was blissed out and couldnât hold back his tears.
Felicia saw that and let out a laugh. âItâs fine to cry. It wonât make him any less of a man.â
âMom, whatâs wrong with Dad?â Haylan asked.
âHeâs mad at you for disappearing for eight years. Noi a day went by that he didnât worry about you.
He missed you a lot and blamed you for not calling back.â
Felicia chuckled and continued. âBut donât get him wrong. He lashes out at you, but deep down, he cares for you more than anyone else. He often wept at night at the thought that you might have suffered a lot and gotten pushed around by others after leaving home. Heâs just too proud to speak.
his mind.â
Haylan laughed after hearing that.
His father was cute in his own way.
âBy the way, who was that guy called Landon Katz? Heâs your friend?â Felicia suddenly asked.
âNo. He came to return a favor on someone elseâs behalf.â Haylan shook his head.
Then he told Felicia what had happened between him and Reign, but he saved the gunshot and killing part.
Felicia listened to him with a grave face and remarked, âHe took those menâs hands without blinking. I donât think heâs a good guy. You should stay away from him.â
âOkay,â Haylan agreed.
âAll right. You must be tired from the journey. Go to your room and have some rest,â Felicia said.
Haylan nodded and walked to his room.
He froze when he pushed the door open.
His room was exactly the same as heâd left it eight years ago.
On the desk lay his pencils, middle school textbooks, stickers, the slingshot, and comic booksâ¦
Even the yellowed posters of movies and celebrities heâd once loved were still on the wall, bringing back many memories..
Besides, the room was spotless. It was apparent that some often cleaned it.
Looking around his old room, Haylan felt a lump in his throat, and his eyes turned teary.
âYour dad said this is where you belong. No matter where you went, youâd eventually come back.
home. So he doesnât allow your siblings to use your room and keeps everything the way you left them. He doesnât want you to find this place strange when you come back,â Felicia said.
Haylan felt mixed feelings because of those words, and tears blurred his vision.
Putting down his duffel bag, he sat on his bed and touched the quilt.
All those familiar stuff gave him a sense of belonging It was what it felt like to be home. His mind was put at ease.
It felt so good!
Haylan smiled.
After putting away his things, he walked out and asked, âMom, I send money home every month.
Why didnât you use that money to buy some new furniture?â
âYou sent money home?â Felicia looked confused.
âYou didnât receive it?â Haylan was surprised.
âNo.â Felicia shook her head and said they hadnât received a penny from Haylan in the past eight years.
Haylanâs eyes darkened. âMom, has Declan visited you and Dad in the eight years?â
Declan Jackett was the guy who had helped Haylan send money home. He was from this neighborhood too, and Haylan trusted him.
âNo I heard that he went abroad and made a fortune. He came back three years ago and started a foreign trade company and a real estate company. Both companies are worth tens of millions now,â
Felicia shook her hand and said dryly. âWhy would a big boss like him come to visit poor people like us?â
Haylanâs eyes became colder.
Declan had been working as a dishwasher, bartender, and waiter abroad. None of those jobs could earn him a fortune. At times, Haylan needed to give him money to help him scrape by. It didnât make sense that he was so rich now.
Declan had helped him send money home every month, but it turned out that Haylanâs parents hadnât received a penny.
The answer was obvious. Declan had kept the money for himself.