Chapter 75: Russell Family, I’ve Been Waiting for This Day for a Long Time
In the Russell estate, the grand manor blazed with light. Elegant decorations hung from the high ceilings, casting warm glows across the opulent halls. The air buzzed with cheer, servants bustling with preparations.
In just two days, Mason Russell would celebrate his sixtieth birthday. The entire Russell Family had been mobilized to prepare a magnificent celebration.
Even the violent incident earlier—when the New York Newspaper Office was attacked and left in shambles—barely scratched the surface of their festive mood. It was an unfortunate hiccup, but not enough to dull their triumph.
For the Russell Family, this was a time of great fortune.
Three major blessings had recently befallen them.
First, Amy had officially married into the Russell Family, an alliance of power and ambition.
Second, Jim—long thought lost for over a decade—had returned, transformed into a formidable martial artist, his reputation already echoing through the underworld.
And third, of course, was the upcoming grand occasion: Mason's milestone birthday.
All signs pointed toward an imminent rise in dominance. The Russell Family was poised to seize control over all of New York's major industries, establishing a nearly unshakable hegemony in the city.
At this moment, Amy stood in the midst of the inner courtyard, her beauty dressed in celebratory finery. Beside her stood a slender man with androgynous features and a slightly shrill voice—James.
He leaned closer, voice silky. "The newspaper office attack today... Did it frighten you?"