3 Chapter 3 Memory Awakening_1

Hum!

It felt like a Heavenly Thunder struck from above, hitting his head instantly!

Countless memory fragments flooded in like a breached dam.

Some were within reach yet untouchable.

"My name is Julius Reed."

"I live in Gonzalez City, and I have been married into the Radcliffe Family for three years."

"Quella Radcliffe, the richest man in Gonzalez City? He was my puppet."

"But why can't I remember some things?"

"The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance... my head..."

Julius Reed's eyes snapped open as he threw a punch at the wall in front of him!

Crack!

The solid wall actually developed fine cracks.

The street was silent and deserted.

"Who are you?"

By the time Julius Reed turned his head back, wanting to ask more secrets, he discovered that the person in black had disappeared without a trace at some point.

His expression was grave, and his pupils shrank sharply.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Gradually, the intense cold and murderous aura slowly dissipated.

"Three years, the humiliation you've given me will be returned twofold!"

Between Julius Reed's brows, there was an unmistakable intent to kill.

In his eyes, it was as if flames were dancing.

After a moment of recollection.

Julius Reed took out his phone and dialed the number from his memory.

"You have ten minutes to bring the stuff I want to Ellsworth Street Alley."

After saying this, Julius Reed hung up the phone.

"Quick, get the car ready at once!"

At the same time.

Inside the office of the Titan Group, Quella Radcliffe, the richest man in Gonzalez City, pushed away his disheveled secretary.

A moment ago his face was flush, but now he was breaking into a cold sweat.

No one knew what Quella Radcliffe had just experienced.

"Chairman, what's the matter? Why the hurry?"

Although the secretary was somewhat displeased, she still hurried to button up her shirt.

"Damn it, how can't it be urgent! If this ancestor gets offended, my life is not necessarily safe!"

Quella Radcliffe pulled up his pants and ran out in a flurry.

He glanced at his million-dollar watch, feeling even more urgent.

Everyone thought he, the richest man in Gonzalez City, led an enviable life, but only Quella Radcliffe knew just how precarious his position was.

For the past ten years, a blade had been hanging over his head.

Everything he had today could easily be taken away by just a word from that person.

"Hurry the fuck up! Drive the fastest! I have money, I'm not afraid to pay fines! Just don't hit a tricycle with an old lady!"

The black Rolls-Royce sped all the way, and although the air conditioning was on in the car, Quella Radcliffe continued to sweat.

Ten years ago.

The Titan Group emerged out of nowhere.

Seven years ago.

Quella Radcliffe suddenly became the richest man in Gonzalez City.

This speed made countless people sigh with longing.

The outside world thought he, Quella Radcliffe, had stumbled into good fortune, but it was all the young man's manipulation.

No one knew just how powerful this young man was.

Even Quella Radcliffe had only heard some stories.

Exactly ten minutes after hanging up the phone, a black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of Julius Reed.

"Mr. Reed!"

Quella Radcliffe got out of the car, sweating profusely.

He swallowed a gulp of saliva, feeling that his legs were already too weak to stand.

If others saw the richest man in Gonzalez City kowtowing to a youth, their jaws would probably drop.

But Quella Radcliffe knew all too well how terrifying the person in front of him was!

"Start cooperating with the Radcliffe Group immediately, and listen to my arrangements for other matters!"

Julius Reed's voice was cold as ice.

"Understood! I'll send someone to take care of it right away!"

Quella Radcliffe was trembling with fear, as if walking on thin ice.

At such close range, he was breathing extremely fast.

"Did you bring the thing I wanted?"

Julius Reed turned around and looked at the Rolls-Royce in front of him, letting out a light laugh, "You've had a pretty good ten years, haven't you?"

"It's all thanks to Mr. Reed. I dare not forget it for a moment!"

Quella Radcliffe quickly knelt on the ground, lifting a wooden box with both hands.

Even though the weather was refreshing, his forehead was already covered in sweat.

"You can go now. Don't talk about today's matters to anyone!"

Julius Reed took the wooden box and pulled out a black card from inside.

"I hope you don't disappoint me."

After these words, his figure paused and then disappeared from the street.

Thud!

Quella Radcliffe could no longer bear it and collapsed to the ground.

Ten years ago.

When he heard about this from his father's mouth, he couldn't believe it.

It turned out that for hundreds of years, the Cook Family had been serving this young man.

Until today, ten years later.

When he discovered the youth's appearance hadn't changed for a moment.

That's when he knew that there really were people in the world who could live for hundreds, even thousands of years.

"This is truly a living legend!"

Ovidiu Cook took a deep breath, but his legs shook too much to stand.

At that moment.

The sky had gradually darkened.

Julius Reed walked alone under the streetlamps, beginning to accept these memories.

The fragmented pieces were incoherent, seeming to trace only up to about a decade ago.

Further back, the memories were like being locked in a cage, unreachable.

"Forget it! I should go home first."

He looked at the black card in his hand and smiled faintly, "You've suffered with me for three years; now it's time for you to enjoy the good life."

Within this card lay astonishing wealth!

Everything had been destined from the moment he set this plan into motion ten years ago.

The memories had only partially been recovered, but Julius Reed underwent a profound transformation.

In his brow, there was a faint hint of murderous intent.

He was completely different from the timid youth he had been before.

"Handsome, save me!"

Just then.

A woman's call interrupted his recollections and she quickly ran up to him.

Julius Reed furrowed his brow.

Not far away, four men ran toward them wildly.

"Scram, kid, if you don't wanna get beaten up!"

Their attitude was arrogant as they bore the tattoos of Azure Dragon and White Dragon on their bodies.

"Scram!"

Julius Reed spat out a word, and the murderous aura began to spread.

He didn't want to meddle, but these people had truly annoyed him.

"Damn it, hit him! Teach him a lesson for being a busybody!"

The ruffians rolled up their sleeves, ready to start throwing punches.

"Be careful!"

The woman hid behind Julius Reed, trembling with fear.

Bang!

Julius Reed threw a punch!

Crack!

As a bone-breaking sound echoed, the first hooligan to move was lying on the ground, wailing in pain.

Julius Reed didn't say a word but walked up to the hooligan and stomped down!

Crack!

The leg bone was directly crushed!

"Practitioner, run for it!"

A chill went down the spines of the others, who threw down their injured companion and scrambled away in terror.

"Big brother, spare my life!"

The remaining hooligan screamed, wailing incessantly.

"Scram!"

Julius Reed glanced at him, frightening the hooligan into scrambling away into the darkness, despite the pain of his broken bones.

"Handsome, thank you!"

After seeing those people run away, Lance Casey gazed at Julius Reed with a sort of infatuation.

The way he fought was just too cool!

"Can I add your WeChat?"

She took out her phone, feeling a little excited.

"No!"

Julius Reed walked away with large strides.

"Hey, why are you like this! Wait for me, I will definitely find you!"

Lance Casey kept shouting behind him while taking out her phone and frantically snapping pictures.

When Julius Reed entered into one of the most bustling shopping centers in Gonzalez City, Roosevelt Plaza, it was already past nine in the evening.

He took out his phone and found several missed calls.

All from Quella Radcliffe.

Julius Reed felt a warmth in his heart; it seemed that his wife really cared about him.

During the time the memories were awakening, he was too busy accepting them, and simply couldn't answer the phone.

"Why haven't you come home?"

As soon as he called back, he heard Quella Radcliffe's anxious voice.

"I've got something to take care of, I'll be back in an hour," Julius Reed said calmly.

"This afternoon... never mind, don't push yourself, come back soon."

Quella Radcliffe swallowed the words she had almost said.

She hoped more than anything that her husband would stand out, but she was worried that pushing him too hard might drive him to extremes.

"Okay!"

Julius Reed said simply and hung up the phone, then walked into the shopping center.