The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power novel Chapter 11

The sun slowly set on their journey to Neveah Department Store, and while Kingsley watched the reversing streetscape, a thought suddenly popped into his head.

"Reene, why do you want to suffer in silence when the Wynns treat you so horribly? With your ability, there's absolutely no reason for you to bear their bullying."

"After graduating high school, I was faced with two options: college or work." Reene recalled while driving. "As the eldest, I couldn't be selfish. So I decided to work so that the girls could continue their studies. On the day we were supposed to fill in our college application, my now adoptive father, Elijah, came to me. He was an old friend of my homeroom teacher. After hearing about my story, he said he could fund my college fees pro bono. At that time, he was like an angel sent from the heavens to me, saving me from hopelessness."

Suddenly, Kingsley thought his chest felt stuffy, and he looked over at Reene. "No

conditions attached?" "None." She shook her head. "He was like a philanthropist back then. After hearing that I had a gift in business, he said he didn't want to see a talent be buried because of financial problems."

"So you want to repay his kindness?" Kingsley pointed out.

"Yes. For whatever reason he funded me in the beginning, I have to admit, he had indeed changed my life," Keene explained plainly. "Kindness and loathe are two different matters. I've sworn to either serve the Wynn Family for twenty years or return one hundred million to him. I thought only this way would I be able to repay him for saving me."

"It's just one hundred million. I can give it to him straight," Kingsley mumbled while scrolling his phone idly.

"Sorry? What—"

"Keene, pull over!" Keene didn't hear what he was mumbling earlier, but just when she wanted to ask what he said, he suddenly shot straight up.

He had received a message from Lancer a second ago. 'Sighting of a Sweoyan spy.!'

"What is it?"

Startled, Reene hurriedly hit the brakes and pulled over. As soon as the car stopped, Kingsley jumped out and slurred, "Reene, I can't head to the hospital anymore. Pick up Grandpa Joe for me, please."

"What is it, Kingsley? What happened?"

"A friend needs my help." He made a random excuse but seeing that his sister wanted to press on, he added, "It's men's stuff!"

"Alright, stay safe then." What else could she do but nod?

It wasn't until the red BMW drove far away that Kingsley answered Lancer's call. "What's the sitch?"

"Boss, we just got word from our informant that they've discovered a Sweoyan with very suspicious movements. He's very likely a spy." "His identity?"

"A college professor. He has come to Qustia to attend an academic forum."

"Catch him! I'd rather catch all than let one escape!" A hint of malice flashed across Kingsley's eyes as he demanded, "His exact location?"

"Riverfront Road, house number 45 of Ivy Grove Estates," Lancer replied. "Hades is already on his way with our men!"