Chapter 2: Desperation

Words : 1947 Updated : Apr 24th, 2025

It was obvious that the striking figure seated in first class was none other than Britney. She had shed her War God uniform for athletic wear, yet her expression remained haughty. The woman was momentarily taken aback when Keaton boarded, furrowing her brows. "What are you doing here?" Keaton chuckled. "Britney, this isn't your private jet. Why can't I be here?" "I'm telling you, our engagement is off. Don't think you can cling to me." Britney's voice was icy, clearly showing her disdain for such persistent men. Keaton smirked, his hands in his pockets, as he casually sat further back, ignoring Britney completely. Britney gritted her teeth in annoyance but held back from saying more. Suddenly, someone stormed onto the plane. As she appeared, the temperature in first class plummeted, and an intense killing intent flashed in her eyes. Seeing this, Britney's expression changed dramatically. Her demeanor turned more serious than ever, and she looked ready for battle. This figure was the very Lilith who had previously caused her significant trouble. Lilith, one of the Four Kings of the underworld, possessed unparalleled strength that was beyond even the reach of Chiton's three-star War God, let alone the newly promoted one-star War God like Britney. "Oh, someone actually cured your poison!" Lilith exclaimed in surprise. Her tone then became chilling. "It doesn't matter, though. Once I capture you, your father will have to negotiate with us." "Dream on!" Britney retorted, her expression icy as she launched the first attack, trying to gain the upper hand. "What a fool!" Despite her slender and seemingly frail appearance, Lilith unleashed a terrifying shockwave when she clashed with Britney. Fortunately, the first-class cabin was empty; otherwise, the passengers would have been gravely injured. "Britney, you're no match for me. Surrender, and let your father exchange the treasure information to ransom you back!" Lilith taunted as her sharp nails sliced a bloody gash on Britney's arm. Blood began to flow. The next moment, Britney collapsed, gravely injured. She looked at Lilith, who was leagues beyond her, filled with unwillingness and rage. The woman glanced at Keaton, who was examining a photo and showed no intention of helping. This only fueled her anger more; such an irresponsible man was truly unworthy of being her husband. But soon, she accepted the reality that he was merely a prison guard. Even if he helped, what could he do against Lilith? Bang! Lilith's palm struck Britney's chest, causing her to spit blood and blackout. Lilith sneered, turning her gaze to Keaton with her trademark seductive look. "Handsome, you're quite calm. For your fair looks, if you obediently become my slave, I'll spare you." Keaton put away the photo, looked at Lilith, and calmly said, "Get lost!" Lilith was stunned. Many great men had fallen under her spell, yet today, this young man remained unaffected and dared to rebuke her. "Boy, since you seek death, I'll oblige!" Lilith's voice trembled angrily, and her face turned fierce as she lunged at Keaton's heart. Crack! A snapping sound echoed. A strong hand clamped down on Lilith's wrist, shattering the bones and tendons in her arm with sheer force. "Ah!!!" Lilith's face twisted in agony as she screamed. "Nether Attack?! W-Who are you?" the woman paled and trembled as she knelt. A forbidden name suddenly flashed in her mind. "Leave!" Keaton didn't answer her question, merely glanced at her. "Stay another second, and I'll kill you!" "Okay..." Lilith, ignoring her arm's pain, fled from the scene, terrified. A few hours later, the plane landed at Yanos City Airport in Chiton. Keaton exited the first class, looking at the familiar yet strange surroundings, murmuring, "I didn't expect to return after all these years." Collecting his thoughts, he strode out of the airport. Shortly after he left, Britney opened her eyes, slowly regaining consciousness. She was astonished to see the healed wound on her arm. The woman remembered Lilith had gravely injured her and fell unconscious. But now, there was no sign of injury—how could this be? As she looked at the empty seat behind her, a wild thought crossed her mind, "Could it have been him? But he's just a prison guard—how could he possibly stand against Lilith?" Recalling Keaton's earlier indifferent demeanor, Britney became even more convinced it couldn't have been him. It must have been a skilled protector her father arranged. Regardless, she felt relieved that he was gone and no longer bothering her. ***** Belle Restaurant, located in Yanos City Center, was a high-end eatery. Keaton stepped out of the taxi, confirmed the address on the back of the photo, and prepared to enter. Just then, the restaurant doors swung open from inside. A woman in a black suit, elegant and stunning, was being forcibly held by two burly men. Then, a man in his mid-twenties, wearing a checkered shirt and sporting slicked-back hair, stepped out of a Bentley parked outside, grinning evilly. "Alicia, you didn't expect to fall into my hands, did you?" Seeing this, Keaton frowned, recognizing the woman as Alicia Scurr, the Scurr family heiress he was supposed to meet for a marriage arrangement. "What's going on? Did she offend someone?" Keaton pondered silently. When Alicia saw the man, her eyes flared with anger, gritting her teeth. "Ray Warth, what do you think you're doing?" Ray Warth, the scion of the Warth family, comes from a family more powerful than the Scurrs. Recently, he has pursued Alicia aggressively, though she has always rejected him. "What am I doing?" Ray licked his lips, eyeing Alicia's figure shamelessly. "I'm going to have my way with you, of course!" "I warn you, if you try anything, I'll haunt you even in death!" Alicia was panicked. She had come to the restaurant following her grandfather's wishes to meet a potential husband, but Ray had intercepted her. "Oh, really? Don't forget the Scurr Corporation is on the brink of collapse. If Warth Corp cuts ties, you'll be bankrupt within a week!" Ray threatened, his hand caressing Alicia's cheek, his expression lecherous. "Be smart, make me happy, and maybe I'll convince my father to help you out. Otherwise, with one word, I can have your family starving!" "You..." Alicia's face was defiant, yet she had no options. As Ray said, the Scurr Corporation was indeed in trouble. Seeing her hesitation, Ray grew more smug. His hand moved lower, and he was about to touch her chest when a calm voice suddenly broke the tension. "If you don't want to have your hand broken, I suggest you retract it now."

Chapter 2: Desperation

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