The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 11

 

 

“Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge…” James muttered to himself. 

That painting was his family’s most important heirloom. 

Before his grandfather died, he told James that their family could be wiped out, but that painting was the one thing they could not lose. 

It remained in James’s mind, even after ten years. 

“Get ready. We act tonight.” 

 

“Understood.” Henry nodded. 

“Alright, you should leave. My wife’s about to get off work. She doesn’t want me to be around knaves and hooligans, and it’s obvious from your appearance alone that you’re not a good guy. If my wife saw you, I’d be in for another lecture.” 

Henry’s expression fell. 

He was just slightly darker-skinned. Why does that make him a hooligan? Why would that make him a bad guy? 

“Don’t just stand there, get lost.” James sent a kick his way. 

Henry turned and left. 

James glanced at the time. Thea’s work had ended. She would be coming out any moment. 

He pushed his electric motorcycle along and made his way to the Callahans’ Eternality Group. Before he could approach the entrance, however, he spotted a woman walking out of the building. 

She was five foot ten, clad in formal business attire that consisted of a white button-down shirt, a black pencil skirt, and red heels. 

Her chestnut-colored wavy hair framed her face, and the way she walked with a briefcase in her hand conveyed a powerful confidence about her. 

“Thea!” 

you, Thea. Are you

Frasier, of the Frasiers, one of The Great Four

Yates, the chairman of Celestial Group, was exposed, the Callahan’s

competent as chairwoman of Eternality. She managed to put the company in order in just

her growing fame, she was crowned

was virtually unknown. The heirs to wealthy families

Thea spotted James and his electric motorcycle. She flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she made her way toward him. She kissed James,

wants me

Take me with you, too, if he’s

turned sour at the scene. He marched over to them. “James Caden? I’m Brandon Frasier,” he said coldly and held out a card. “I’ll pay you five hundred thousand dollars to

accept it,

to you,” Thea said, an amused smile playing at her lips. “I think you should, though. You’d

take it, then.”

a smile as he accepted the card.

money and get lost. From now onwards, Thea will have nothing

divorce sorted right now.”

on the motorcycle’s back seat and wrapped her arms around James’s waist. They then drove away under Brandon’s bewildered gaze.

minutes before realizing he had been fooled. He threw the bouquet of flowers he had been holding onto the ground, glaring after James, now far in

home on the motorcycle. Once home, Thea sat on the couch and held out a hand, grinning

James said, gripping his pocket. “I was the one Brandon gave the divorce fee

your clothes. What do you need money

happening, my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break up with you in these ten days, there’d

“What money?” 

from

as

walked over to them. “Since when did you learn to lie to me, you little brat? I heard everything! Divorce fees, two

was

“Mhm, it was

to my daughter. This is none of your

“Okay.” 

kitchen and

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