Chapter 472

Yvette’s gaze was cold and mischievous, her eyes falling on Rodney as her voice came out soft and slow. “What’s meant to be yours will always be yours.”

Rodney swung his legs, blinked, and said obediently, “What’s mine is also yours, Yvette. We’re family.”

Rodney then turned his head to examine Jeremiah, letting out a haughty hum. “Man, I don’t think you are the right one for Yvette.

“How about this? Can we make a deal? You can be Yvette’s knight for now and protect her. Once I grow up, I’ll marry Yvette, and then you can retire.”

Rodney said it so seriously that everyone in this room knew exactly what he was thinking. However, he looked unfazed.

Samantha stared at Rodney, astonished by how serious he seemed. She thought, ‘How dare a teenage kid say this to Jeremiah?

It was ridiculous. Jeremiah now has a new rival, and this one isn’t even of legal age! Man, Yvette’s charm was on another level!

Jeremiah’s eyes were as cold as ice as he spoke with a casual tone “Really? Haven’t you heard? Things rarely go as you expect.”

Eagle King let out a laugh, followed by Emmett and Charles who paused for a moment before laughing as well. They thought, ‘How could Jeremiah be so cruel to a little boy? He just shattered his fantasies about romance.’

Rodney caught the meaning of Jeremiah’s words, pouting and jumping into Yvette’s arms, looking utterly wronged. “He is really bad. How could he curse me? He’s just jealous of how handsome I am.”

Eagle King watched as Rodney acted spoiled in Yvette’s embrace and shook his head in disgust. He thought, “This little boy might act all sweet in front of Yvette, but when it came to others, he was a devil, killing without a second thought.

Eagle King sighed and said, “Enough, Rodney. You’re the king of Voraxia. Do you really need to act like this? Can you at least consider your status?”

Before Rodney could say anything, Jeremiah suddenly grabbed the collar of his shirt, hoisting him up. Rodney’s eyes widened in surprise as his legs dangled in midair.

Struggling with all his might but unable to break free, Rodney could only shoot a glare at Jeremiah, shouting, “Hey, let me down!

I’m the king of Voraxia!”

Jeremiah smirked, glancing down at Rodney dangling from his grip. In a deep voice, he remarked, “Why didn’t you mention being the king of Voraxia when you were acting all spoiled?”

Rodney grumbled, “You’re just jealous that I can act cute with Yvette. You’re just a jealous old man! Yvette, save me!”

Yvette observed the scene–Rodney kicking his legs helplessly in midair–and rubbed her forehead, her gaze dark and serious.

She said, “Old man? Is that what you call him?”

Rodney froze at her words. This time, it wasn’t an act. He genuinely felt wronged.

Samantha, Charles, Emmett, and even Eagle King who had been watching for fun could all feel the tension. Rodney’s tears started falling. Sensing this, Jeremiah loosened his grip, releasing him.

Standing there, Rodney radiated an overwhelming sense of loneliness. “I’m sorry, Yvette. I won’t call him old man again. Please, don’t be mad.”

Yvette stood up and walked over to him. She looked down at Rodney with a blank face, saying coldly, “Didn’t I tell you that tears are the most useless thing in this world?

“Crying is a sign of weakness. No matter the reason, never try to use tears to solve your problems.

Rodney quickly wiped away his tears upon hearing Yvette’s words. “I’ve never cried in front of others. I only cry when....

Yvette looked up with the usual lazy expression in her eyes, yet her silence made Rodney shut up.

Rodney lowered his head and murmured, “I’m sorry, Yvette. I remember you told me never to cry in front of others. It won’t happen again.”

Rodney quickly composed himself, his tears vanishing as if they had never existed. Samantha, Charles, and Emmett stood in stunned silence, all surprised at how swiftly he regained his composure. They thought, ‘This kid is good at acting, man!

Samantha still felt that it was a little unreal. She said, “How could such a child be the king of Voraxia?

“He should be in school, sitting in a classroom, and living a carefree life. Instead, he’s here, living in a ruthless world where he doesn’t even have the right to cry.”

Charles remained calm. He turned to Samantha and said, “Without Yvette, Rodney wouldn’t be here. Voraxia is a place where only the strong survive. Yvette is right. Tears don’t solve anything.“.

Eagle King glanced at Samantha and the others, shaking his head. “You might think Rodney’s crying in front of Yvette is surprising, but you don’t know that three years ago, he was killing hundreds of people every day.

“His methods were brutal, but it’s not his fault. In this place, there’s no family tradition. It’s all about strength. If he didn’t kill, others would kill him. No one cares if he’s a child.”

People couldn’t choose where they came from. Some were born noble, while others were destined to walk a path full of difficulties. However, no matter the circumstances, the ultimate goal was to survive.

Yvette patted Rodney on the head. Rodney, looking up at her with hope in his eyes, asked, “Can you come home with me for a couple of days? Don’t you want to see how I’ve been managing my place?”

Yvette glanced down at Rodney who was practically beaming with excitement and, after a long pause, nodded. “Alright, just two days.”

Hearing this, Rodney was overjoyed. “Hooray! Two more days with Yvette!”

Yvette turned to Jeremiah, who was lounging on the couch. She raised an eyebrow, and he subtly shifted his gaze to her, replying casually, “Okay.”

Downstairs in the hotel lobby, Quinn stood trembling, his legs aching from the strain. Despite the exhaustion, he remained rooted to the spot, staring at the elevator door with eager anticipation.

Quinn had never imagined that Yvette and her friends were acquainted with Rodney. In Voraxia, he was known by everyone. He was even more famous than his father, the former king of Voraxia, Hadley.

At the age of ten, Rodney had wiped out six gang leaders in one night, instantly rising to fame. Age was never a consideration in Voraxia–here, power spoke louder than anything.

Rodney was indeed a legend. It wasn’t clear what methods he used to forge a partnership with Eldoria, but he had become the largest arms dealer in Voraxia, ruling it with an iron fist.

Anyone who wanted arms had to go through him, meaning he controlled the lifeblood of countless drug dealers and criminals.

Without a doubt, he was the king of Voraxia, and his power was unrivaled, especially with a formidable army at his command.

In short, Rodney held absolute authority in Voraxia. Quinn was glad about how he had treated Yvette and her people.

After all, Rodney was not like the insignificant member of Crimson Blades. He was the kind of person whose words alone could shake the entire region.