Chapter 7

A tall, lean figure stepped in, silhouetted against the light. He wore a sharp black suit, and his facial features were chiseled. There was an air of nobility and pride in his cold gaze. He strode forward with a fierce presence that seemed to make the very air around him freeze. It was Gareth Bolton—heir to the Boltons, feared by all in Jedo. The Eight Families lit up with hope as though they had been thrown a lifeline. They shouted over one another. "Mr. Bolton's here! Let's see how cocky you can get now!" "You're nothing in front of the Boltons! You're finished!" "Mr. Bolton is the real deal. You're not even fit to shine his shoes!" But Gareth didn't seem to hear a word. His eyes were locked on me. He strode forward, ignoring everyone around him as he headed straight in my direction. The entire hall fell silent. All eyes were on him as he stopped before me. He lowered his head and stared at my face. His gaze was deep and unfathomable, as if he was trying to be sure of some