Asher entered the living room and saw both the Greville and Seymour families sitting there. Nathan was absent, as he was attending a tournament in his busy schedule, and the incident with Dalton Rothschild had caused some people to move.

“Oh, here he is,” David spoke when he saw Asher coming in. Damian lifted his hand, waving towards Asher as he smiled, but the bandage on his face made him look a bit silly, and Nate quietly laughed at him.

“Congratulations on winning,” Verina spoke first.

“Thank you,” Asher replied politely.

“Congratulations on winning, brother,” Lucas spoke as he sat on one of the sofas with Nate.

Livia was not present as she was with Amelia, who wanted to spend some time in her room. She allowed Livia to follow her but rejected everyone else. This defeat had demotivated her a lot. She thought she was powerful enough to stand beside Asher and be a proud member of the Greville family.

“Asher, do you mind sitting here for a moment?” Sylvie spoke, but her mood was serious.

Asher did not mind and sat down on one of the empty sofas.

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“Why does it matter?” Asher’s face became cold, making Sylvie frown.

“Do you not know what I am talking about?” Sylvie put the cup on the table.

“Sylvie, I think we should talk about this later,” Arthur tried to calm Sylvie down.

“Be silent, Arthur,” she turned to Asher, “Now tell me why did you help her?”

It was rare for Sylvie to be so against and strict with Asher. She would usually take a more peaceful or calm approach, but this time it was different.

“It is my choice what I do, and I did what I feel was right,” Asher said as his crimson-red eyes stared at Sylvie.

The air around Sylvie became cold, making every adult present a bit nervous.

“You are the heir of our family. There are some things you need to be careful of when you are in public,” she glared at Asher.

“What if I get involved with her?” Asher challenged Sylvie.

“Asher, go to your room,” Arthur decided to intervene before the matter escalated further.

“I am still talking-” Sylvie tried to speak, but Arthur put a hand on her shoulder and shook his head.

Asher stood up and started going upstairs.

“Damian, can you go to his room and talk with him?” Arthur told Damian.

“Ah, yeah, Uncle,” Damian got up and went after Asher.

“Arthur, we need to tell him to stay away from that girl,” Sylvie spoke.

“Sylvie, but he actually did a good thing helping her,” Verina tried to reason with her.

“Verina, I know, but even though that girl was innocent, I will not allow my son to get involved with her,” Sylvie said.

“You have already seen his talent. He would definitely become an SSS Rank hunter,” Sylvie continued.

“You are correct, but you should not pressure him too much,” Verina spoke.

“He will be joining the World Academy soon, so let’s not make the mood gloomy, right?” Verina clapped her hands.

“I guess you’re right, but I hope he stays away from her,” Sylvie sighed.

Listening to all this talk made Lucas remember the look on Asher’s face, but he kept silent and did not tell anyone else about it.

Asher was walking in the hallway when Damian caught up to him.

“Yo, Mr. Winner, be happy you won,” Damian caught up to Asher and started walking with him.

Asher noticed Damian, but he kept walking silently. They passed many servants who also greeted them.

Damian remained silent until they arrived in Asher’s room. “Wow, the last time I went into your room was when we were kids and I was hiding from my parents because I wanted to play with you and Amelia,” Damian chuckled.

“Well, you ratted me out pretty quickly,” Asher said, sitting on an empty chair.

Asher went to his wardrobe, which was full of expensive clothing, and took out a T-shirt to change into.

“I heard things went crazy on the stage,” Damian spoke.

“Yeah,” Asher replied.

“It sucks that Amelia lost. She seemed pretty sad about it,” Damian said as he looked around the room.

“It’s her fault for being weak,” Asher said as he put on the T-shirt.

“Well, I didn’t expect you to achieve E Rank already,” Damian said.

“What’s your current rank?” he asked.

“E ,” Asher replied as he took out a jacket from the wardrobe.

“Really?” Damian was surprised. “I think you will have the highest rank among all the first years,” Damian said.

“But what rank was that girl who won?” Damian wondered.

“E- Rank, probably,” Asher replied.

“Well, I need to watch the recording of this tournament to find weaknesses of others,” Damian said as he opened his phone.

“You going somewhere?” Damian asked as Asher put on the jacket.

“Yeah, I need to go to my company office,” Asher told him.

“Oh, wait, if you are going, can I ride one of the supercars in your garage?” Damian asked.

“Ask one of the drivers to take you,” Asher looked at Damian.

Damian got up, ready to leave the room.

“Make sure you take the driver. I have broken enough bones for today,” Asher repeated as Damian shuddered.

“Ahaha, of course,” Damian said as he scratched his head.

Asher and Damian went out to the garage, which was on the opposite side of the living room, and Damian chose one of the most expensive supercars to ride in.

“Vorgas 799, phew,” Damian spoke as he looked at the shining white-colored supercar.

“Excuse me, can you take me for a drive in this car?” Damian asked one of the servants present for maintenance.

Asher nodded, confirming Damian’s request, so one of the servants took out the keys, and the doors of the car opened up.

“You can enjoy this. I am leaving,” Asher told Damian.

“Bye,” Damian said as he sat in the supercar, enjoying its interior with his eyes wide open.

Asher sat in his car and told the driver to go to the headquarters of the Abyss Corporation. He had gotten five floors in the building of the Abyss Corporation under the name of his company by Sylvie.

He arrived at the location of the Abyss Corporation and stepped out of the car, seeing a 70-floor-long building. He entered the building, and the receptionist immediately recognized him.

“Welcome, young master,” she stood up from her seat and greeted Asher, who just nodded indifferently.

Many people also greeted Asher respectfully, as they still remembered when more than half a year ago he used to visit this building with Sylvie almost every week.

Asher entered the lift and looked at the screen in front of him.

“Iris scan completed. Welcome, Asher Greville,” the robotic voice said as the panel to choose the floor appeared in front of him.

The lift he was using was a VIP-only lift that only a select few could use when they entered this building. Some of the floors were not even accessible from the normal lifts, and only people who were registered in the Abyss Database could enter them.

Asher looked at the multiple numbers that were present on the screen in front of him. He pressed the button that said Floor 57. He was given Floor 56-60 to run his company for now.

The lift shortly arrived at the 57th floor, and he stepped out and saw many rooms labeled for different teams.

Asher walked towards a certain room and saw a man who was typing something as multiple screens with the profiles of certain people could be seen on the screens. This room was filled with multiple high-tech devices.

“Oh,” he got shocked as he saw Asher entering his room.

“Eeeh,” he spilled the hot coffee on his sleeve, but the cloth prevented his skin from burning.

“Hello, boss,” he stood up and bowed immediately.

“Stop this foolish behavior and tell me about the information you have gathered until now,” Asher spoke to him with his indifferent face.

“Ah, yeah.” He typed and opened a screen that showed photos of multiple people on this.

“I have found out that the Allister family is constantly in touch with the Chairman of the World Association, but they share every single piece of information in a physical manner, making it impossible for me to know their dealings,” Tom replied.

After signing his contract, he had worked for Asher for almost a month, and he had gotten pretty comfortable with his life for now.

“Hmm, did you find the people I told you about?” Asher asked Tom while he was still looking at the photos of multiple masked men exchanging briefcases.

“I have, but I think your plan is a bit too much. I can find some dirt on them, and we can get them in jail,” Tom said, gulping as he saw Asher’s face turn towards him.

“I’m sorry,” Tom immediately apologized.

“Getting multiple explosives near this area is easy. I can hack the database and tamper with real-time security,” Tom said as footage of Villa could be seen.

“Carry out this plan after the end of my first semester and make sure nobody can trace it back to us,” Asher spoke.

“Keep looking out for the people I have mentioned, but don’t get too greedy and underestimate those old foxes that are staying still for now,” Asher spoke.

“And keep targeting the reputation of the Allister family on a small scale in Halcyon,” he told him.

“Okay,” Tom turned and looked at the mess he had created by spilling the coffee and started cleaning it.

Asher left Tom in his room and went up to the 60th floor where his main office was.

He sat down and opened the computer in front of him and started looking into multiple social profiles of some of the students who were already attending the World Academy.

“Poor kids,” his eyes went dull, and a smile emerged on his face.

He was already looking forward to his days at the World Academy.