Chapter 14: I’m the King of Horizon
Ned Russell had a son named James, a notorious playboy in New York. His reputation was infamous, as any attractive woman who caught his eye would inevitably fall into his clutches. Over the past few years, dozens of innocent girls had lost their purity in his hands.
Then, one day, while James was out carousing, a mysterious female killer suddenly broke into his life and, in the blink of an eye, severed his most prized possession: his manhood. The event created an uproar that reverberated throughout New York.
In retaliation, the Russell Family flew into a fit of rage, offering a reward of ten million dollars for the capture of the female assailant. But she had left no trace, vanishing without a single lead. As a result, James, once known for his flirty nature, was now reduced to a well-known eunuch, and his former reputation was shattered.
Recently, however, the Russell Family released an announcement: James was once again looking for love. Despite his disability, the announcement still attracted many beautiful women, as the Russell Family's prominence in the business world made marrying into the family an undeniable ticket to the upper echelons of society.
Among those eager to secure a connection to the Russell family was Kim Gibson, who eagerly sent a picture of his daughter to James. To his delight, James immediately chose her. But when Amy heard the news that she was to marry James, she immediately felt a wave of resistance. She couldn't bear the thought of being a widow for the rest of her life.
But after some contemplation, Amy's resolve softened. She realized there was no place for her in the southern part of New York, and even if she stayed, she could never surpass Queenie. Amy was competitive by nature and hated to be left behind. The Russell Family might provide her with the opportunity to exact her revenge on Queenie, and, of course, she would also make John kneel before her, forced to lick her shoes like a dog.
At that moment, John returned to the CEO's office. Queenie, already seated at the desk, was lost in thought. She looked up and, seeing John enter, immediately sprang to her feet, her face full of apologies.
"John, I'm so sorry," she said, her tone sincere.
John, however, wasn't angry with her. In fact, he had been waiting for this moment to tease her. With a dramatic sigh, he replied, "If apologies worked, why would we even need the police?"