The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

“Got it,” Eden nodded in agreement.

Reign deliberately averted her gaze from Xander and fixed her eyes on Buckminster in the distance. Her voice lowered as she uttered, “Mr. Zoran, listen carefully. It would be best if you found a way to track down Haylan. And if locating him proves impossible, you must devise a means to stir up some commotion, to capture his attention.”

“Once Haylan shows up, the problem will be sorted. I’ll handle Buckminster and the killer by his side, buying you the needed time.”

With her words hanging in the air, she emerged from her concealment and strode forward, stepping into the center of the limelight. All eyes were on her as she made her way to stand directly opposite Buckminster.

She locked her gaze onto Buckminster, her voice resonating with a firm determination. “Mr. Payne, you’re after me. Let’s play this game, but if you intend to make a move, direct it at me. Spare the innocent bystanders.”

“Ms. Labenz, you’ve got quite the nerve and spirit. I’m impressed, Buckminster remarked, his face filled with genuine admiration as he looked at Reign.

Reign locked eyes with him and asked, “I’m curious, Mr. Payne. What is it that you’re after?”

“If your goal is wealth, then it was unwise to eliminate Emmett carlier. By keeping him alive, you would have had a chance to transfer his assets.

*Ms. Labenz, you’re overthinking it. It’s not just about money for me. I want to engage in a friendly competition with the billionaires present here.”

“I reckon it’s not as straightforward as you make it out to be, right?”

“That’s just how it is. Being the high and mighty billionaires you are, I’m sure your methods are formidable. I want to go head-to-head with you, test our strength and see who comes out on top.”

A faint crease formed on Reign’s forehead as she locked her eyes on Buckminster.

However, within Buckminster’s smiling countenance and twinkling eyes, she couldn’t detect even the slightest hint of anything amiss.

However, from the subtle implications in Buckminster’s words, she gleaned a message and smiled. “So, does Mr. Payne want to go head-to-head with us? May I gather, in your younger days, you too might have fallen victim to the likes of us wealthy magnates, being exploited or taken advantage of?”

“So, that’s why you despise the wealthy so intensely. You not only crave our wealth but also have a desire to take our lives.”

“Even more so, you yearn to manipulate us like puppets, to inflict torment upon us, relishing in our despair, reveling in the fluctuations of our emotions, and finding satisfaction in our eventual demise.”

“Let’s be frank, apart from your insatiable greed for money, your true intention is to play with us, shame and degrade us.”

“Isn’t that the case?”

She locked eyes with Buckminster, her unwavering gaze never wavering as she spoke.

Buckminster’s smile wavered momentarily at her words, but he swiftly regained his cheerful demeanor. “Ms. Labenz, are you spinning me a tale?”

“Am I not speaking the truth?” Reign countered.

From the subtle change in Buckminster’s facial expressions, it was clear that she had hit the nail on the head with her observation.

She delved deep into her thoughts, obsessively pondering the victims of the wealthy and the misdeeds of certain billionaires, desperately seeking to unveil Buckminster’s true identity and origins.

This was her only way to buy precious time, enabling her to prolong the inevitable and devise a better strategy.

“You’ve got some nerve talking to Mr. Payne that way. Are you asking for death: Fletcher’s eyes narrowed, his hand. reaching for his revolver, aiming it directly at Reign with a palpable menace.

Upon witnessing this scene, Sharvin and Josef’s hearts surged into their throats, gripped by overwhelming tension.

The potential demise of Reign would leave a profound impact on those around them.

Reign was gripped with intense fear as a gun was pointed directly at her, leaving her feeling incredibly uneasy and her heart pounding with trepidation.

She concealed her inner turmoil, feigning calmness as she confronted Buckminster. “So, I’ve guessed right, and it’s made you furious. You’re itching to kill me,” she challenged. “Mr. Payne, but don’t forget, our game hasn’t even started.”

“Say that again, you son of a bitch?” Fletcher seethed, his finger poised on the trigger.

Out of the blue, Buckminster reached out, pressing down Fletcher’s revolver, his smile carrying a hint of mockery. “Stay calm, Fletcher.”

“Mr. Payne, this woman is talking nonsense, rambling on and twisting the truth. It’s clear as day she’s trying to buy some time, plotting something wicked. Let me take her out!” Fletcher proclaimed.

“I reckon you best simmer down!” Buckminster’s eyes narrowed, piercing into Fletcher with a chilling stare.

A jolt coursed through Fletcher like a lightning bolt, his eyes wide with fear. He reluctantly set down his revolver, unable to muster the courage to act recklessly.

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Buckminster’s satisfaction was evident as he nodded approvingly and shifted his gaze toward Reign. A smile curled lips as he spoke, “Ms. Labenz, it’s truly remarkable how you, at such a young age, have gained control over vast fortunes worth tens of billions of dollars and successfully overseen the Mapleturz Group. Your intelligence and insight are truly unparalleled.”

“That’s right, I’ve held a grudge against the wealthy ever since I was a kid.”

“Each day I wake up. I can’t help but fantasize about slaying these billionaires, torn into pieces, and scattered to the winds, nothing but bones and ashes!”

“Well then, who exactly are you?” Reign questioned.

Buckminster’s smile grew slightly as he produced a revolver and placed it on the table. He said, “Ms. Labenz, with your keen intellect, I trust you can deduce my true identity.”

“Here’s the deal. We’ll play one more round of Blackjack, and if Ms. Labenz hasn’t figured out my background by the time we decide the outcome, I’ll take one individual’s life.”

“Before we proceed, let’s add to the excitement by taking another life!”

With his statement hanging in the air, he gripped his fist tightly and, aiming for the crowd, swiftly squeezed the trigger.

BANGI

One of the wealthy tycoon’s bodyguards dropped to the ground in a pool of blood, his forehead bursting open in a gruesome display.

“Reign’s rage surged through her, her eyes ablaze with fury as she locked a furious gaze upon Buckminster.”

The devil incarnate!

With a mere word, he snuffed out lives. This man was an embodiment of pure evil!