Chapter 483 – Pain and Debt
Mari flanked Jeremy, clutching his arm.
Lux didn't attack.
Didn't even raise his hands.
He just watched.
Because this?
This wasn't a fight.
It was play.
He was watching two entitled predators flail in a room full of mirrors, realizing too late that they weren't the top of the food chain.
He could end it.
He could drop one line of Wealth Rewrite and turn their legacy into liquid shame.
But not yet.
He wanted them to sweat.
To squirm.
To understand just what they'd touched.
Ariel's pain wasn't just personal—it was debt.
And debt?
Always collected interest.
Jeremy, wide-eyed and frothing with desperation, charged again.
Lux stepped aside.
Again.
Let him slam into the podium—again.
Mari tried to catch him, but stumbled under his weight. Her heel snapped. She shrieked.
Sira crossed her arms and muttered, "I've seen better form from drunk children."
