Surviving In This Filthy World As A Novel Villain

Even if Logan and the rest had orchestrated her parents’ deaths, even if her grandfather, the only one who had truly cherished her, had likely fallen because of them, they… were… still… her… family.

She shared their blood. No matter how much she hated them, she wasn’t ready to stain her hands with their lives.

And so, she chose a different path, one that would make them suffer, endlessly, without escape. A fate worse than death. For the second time that night, Alex was surprised.

He had expected her to take the moral high ground, to insist that Logan should simply rot in prison for the rest of his life.

Instead, she had chosen a much crueler road. He had seen saints before. But a devil in the making?

That was a first. It seemed his first love, the once-soft and innocent girl, was already past the point of no return.

With that settled, he moved on to more pressing matters.

"How’s your foot?" Sera blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift in question from her family to her health. Then she remembered her injury from earlier.

She instinctively tested her ankle before answering, "It’s… much better now." Alex narrowed his eyes, clearly unconvinced.

"Really? I don’t believe you. Come here, let me check." The shameless remark made Sera’s face burn instantly.

Her chest trembled slightly from the sharp breath she took, her hands balling into tiny fists. She bit down on her lower lip, glaring at him with both embarrassment and frustration.

This man…! Just as she was about to retort—

"Ring, ring—ring, ring—!" The abrupt ringing of Alex’s phone shattered the moment. He sighed and pulled it out, glancing at the screen.

It was one of his men. At once, he knew what this was about. Logan. Alex pressed the answer button, switching to speakerphone. "Talk."

He made sure Sera could hear every word. The man voice came through, steady but urgent.

"Sir, Logan has already started selling off his assets. He’s offloading Kleinberg Industries stocks at dirt-cheap prices, and he just booked a flight to another country."

As expected. After the mess at the funeral, Waters had stayed behind to keep an eye on the kleinberg family’s movements.

And now? Logan was running. Alex raised an eyebrow. "Another Country? Well, that’s convenient." His voice carried an almost playful tone, but there was a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Give my dear, unlucky brother a message for me. Tell him to make sure our distinguished guests are well taken care of once they arrive. Remind him that my client specifically requested that they suffer a fate worse than death. He needs to be careful, wouldn’t want him accidentally killing them, now would we?"

He let out a low chuckle.

Alex knew his so-called elder brother all too well. That man, infamous in underground world, had a reputation for being brutal and unpredictable. If he wasn’t careful, he might end things too quickly, and that would be a problem.

His client’s request had been clear. No quick deaths. Only misery. And Alex? He was a man of his word.

Though those type of man aren’t enough to deal with people like Ethan or Eric on the contrary there are chances that they will switch side even if they wouldn’t want to.

The man on the other side of the phone understood immediately. "Understood, Sir. I’ll pass along the message."

Before ending the call, Mr. Waters spoke up.

"There’s another matter, sir. A rookie police officer has been investigating Miss Sera’s parents case. He seems to have found evidence pointing to Logan." The casual expression on Alex’s face vanished.

His brows furrowed, and his fingers drummed lightly against the armrest of his chair. A rookie police officer? Something about that bothered him.

With a flick of his thumb, he switched off the speakerphone and brought the phone to his ear. "Avoid any conflict with him," he ordered. "We’re already under surveillance, we don’t need to attract any more attention. For now, we keep our distance from anyone in the system."

It wasn’t that he was afraid. But dealing with law enforcement was an unnecessary hassle. There were just so few authorities he could control or influence; others were just now wary of him when he bankrupt the Winters family even though it wasn’t that big of a deal.

"If Logan and his people can leave the country on their own, let them. If they run into trouble, give them a little push to help them on their way."

Once they left the borders, handling them would be so much easier. Of course, he could deal with them here, too. But… it was always smarter to avoid trouble where possible.

More importantly, that rookie cop. For some reason, the mention of him left an uneasy feeling in Alex’s chest. It was an instinct, a gut reaction, something felt off.

Like he was forgetting something important. But no matter how hard he tried to recall it, the thought remained just out of reach.

Better to play it safe for now.

As soon as Sera heard that Logan was selling off his stocks and assets, she froze. Her face paled instantly. He’s running.

If Logan escaped to another country, then what? How would she get her revenge? She turned to Alex, her lips parting as if to say something.

But, he was still on the phone. So in the end, she just clenched her fists and swallowed her words, forcing herself to wait.

"Sir, there’s one more thing, Eric Vaughn has really been bailed out just as you had predicted." When Mr. Waters received this news, he was completely stunned.

Alex had guessed it correctly once again. In his Sight Alex was like a prophecy master of somewhat now

There was a brief silence before Alex finally spoke. "Who bailed him out?"

"It was the Dawson Family from the Another City," Mr. Waters replied immediately. "Apparently, the Head of the Dawson Family dotes on his granddaughter, and she has a marriage contract with Eric Vaughn. It was something arranged years ago between Eric Vaughn’s master and the Dawson Family."

Alex froze. His expression stiffened. What the…? There was a saying he wanted to curse out loud, but he held it in.

How the hell was a small city managing to draw out not just five—no, four—of its most powerful families, but now an entirely new one from another city as well?!