Chapter 1028

"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.

She had filed countless appeals—all met with failure, each followed by brutal retaliation against her family.

She was terrified this would end the same way.

But this was her only chance to bring them down and avenge her parents. She couldn't afford to miss it.

Patrick stood in the center of the hall. People gathered around him, drawn in like moths to a flame.

Feena, Bella, Luca, and others lingered on the fringes-close, but not close enough to enter his inner circle. Within that core circle were powerful figures like deft, Devin, and Peter.

When Jack spotted Jett and Yolanda hovering near Patrick, a glint flashed in his eyes. Obviously, these siblings had already made their choice.

Just then, as if sensing something, Patrick turned sharply. His eyes locked straight onto Jack.

He had spotted him.

Patrick's eyes burned with fury, as if he wanted to tear Jack apart on the spot. He angrily questioned the staff beside him. "How did he get in? Wash there an alternative entrance prepared for him? Why wasn't I informed when he entered?

To humiliate Jack, Patrick had orchestrated a degrading entrance. He even had Trevell Group reporters standing by ready to make a mockery of him.

Yet somehow, Jack had slipped into the banquet unnoticed.

The staff member nearby immediately responded, trembling. "I-I don't know... Maybe he snuck in another way?"

After Devin saw who Patrick was pointing at, he frowned. "What if... he has an invitation?"

Patrick shook his head. "I don't care if he has an invitation or not," he said coldly. "Right now, I just want to see him suffer."