"My actual husband?” Miranda paused at Juniper''s question, then her face broke into a radiant smile. "Of course! The one and only, genuine article."


    "Then... aren''t you..." Juniper was at a loss for words, finally forcing them out after a few seconds. "Aren''t you afraid they''ll break his leg?"


    He looked tall and strong, but he was outnumbered. It was hard to imagine him handling all those men on his own.


    "There''s no need to worry. Very few people in this world can touch him," Miranda said with a confident smile, then smoothly changed the subject. "So, Juniper, do you have a boyfriend?"


    The whish from the topic change was dizzying. Juniper was starting to seriously doubt Miranda''s ims.


    Inside the soundproof room, Hayden was surrounded by several bodyguards. The overhead lights glinted menacingly off their baseball bats.


    "Mr. Garner, which leg would you prefer?" a bodyguard asked respectfully, his tone so casual it was as if he were asking about dinner.


    "Why don''t you get on your knees and apologize to Mr. Garner right now!" the captain, standing beside Victor, hissed at Hayden, trying to give him a way out. If he could earn Victor''s forgiveness, he might escape with only a few bruises. Otherwise, Victor was more than capable of following through on his threat. And frankly, a broken leg would mean a lot of troublesome paperwork for himter.


    Hayden stood his ground, hands in his pockets, his chin slightly lifted. The sharp lines of his profile were severe and unyielding.


    "Are you deaf?" the captain''s anger red at Hayden''s inaction. He strode forward to force him down. "Looks like you''re determined to do this the hard way."


    “Have you thought through the consequences of touching me?” Hayden''s expression remained t, his deep-set eyes fixing on the captain with a gaze so cold


    it felt sharp. His voice was low and gravelly,ced with a chilling authority.


    "And who do you think you are?" Meeting the man''s piercing eyes, the captain felt


    an inexplicable tremor of fear. He feignedposure. “Search him. Get his ID for registration."


    "Yes, sir."


    One of the officers stepped forward. Hayden didn''t resist, allowing the man to easily take his wallet.


    “Here, Captain.”


    "Let''s just see who gave you the nerve to be so arrogant in front of Victor Garner," the captain sneered flipping open Hayden''s wallet. "You''d better call your family. You''re going to be spending the next few decades


    in


    His voice died in his throat as he saw the information on the ID. The name seemed incredibly familiar.


    Fearing he was mistaken, the captain rubbed his eyes and stared again.


    Hayden Schwartz. Everyone in Era City knew of the prestigious Schwartz family, and everyone had heard of their eldest son Hayden. man who was famous by reputation alone but had never shown his face in public.


    The name matched. The gender matched. And most importantly, the address was for the Schwartz family''s ancestral estate in the heart of Era city''s most exclusive vi district. Who else in the entire city would dare use that name?


    Could it be a fake? The captain hesitantly nced up at Hayden''s face. The man''s


    aura, hismanding presence... it was anything but ordinary.


    "Is there a problem?" Victor was getting impatient. He wanted to see a broken leg,


    not watch the captain stare at an ID. “Do I need to tell you what to do?"


    "Victor, um..." The captain, now terrified and uncertain, could only look to Victor for guidance, stammering, "He... he''s..."


    "Hmph." Victor''s brow furrowed. He marched over, snatched the ID from the captain''s hand, and spat, “I don''t care if he''s the king himself. He''s going to pay for what he did."


    Then, Victor''s eyes fell upon the ID.