"Boss?" Ignatius frowned slightly, but his expression remained impassive even as his mind churned.
Who could possibly be Specter's boss?
"That's right. I once lived under his protection." Specter's face was full of pride, as if he could perceive the turmoil within Ignatius.
Specter served only the strongest. And in his eyes, Jack was a force even more terrifying than Quintis!
Ignatius stiffened, giving a slight nod. Casey caught a rare trace of awe in her father's eyes.
She could hardly believe it. This man—a living legend of Tarthy City's underworld, someone everyone had always admired—was now showing signs of reverence?
Just who was this so-called "boss"?
Inside Wictoria Hall, the atmosphere grew livelier as more influential figures arrived.
Jack sat in a secluded corner with Valery, who was visibly nervous.
Worried for his safety, Emily assigned not just Specter but two more guards to protect him.
If she had known Jack planned to cause trouble today, she would have sent at least a hundred guards to back him up.
After all, as the scion of the Lycans, how could he not have an entourage to bolster his presence?
Since Valery was in a wheelchair, Jack chose a discreet spot to avoid drawing attention. He spoke to her in gentle, soothing tones, slowly calming her nerves.
Yet, despite his reassurances, her pale face showed that she was still terrified of today's plan.

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