Chapter 160: The Alpha's Absolute Vengeance

Sera took a deep breath. She felt relieved that her enemy, Maya, had been captured and that justice had been served.

"Sera, shall we head back to the mansion?" Rolex asked while carrying baby Leon.

Sera smiled broadly, a expression of complete relief she had never felt before after everything that had transpired.

"Of course, I can't wait to catch up and talk about so many things with you." Sera took Rolex's hand and headed toward the mansion.

Upon arriving at the mansion.

"Have we truly won? They won't come back, right?" Sera turned to Rolex as she stood gazing out the window, looking at the vast and beautiful expanse of the estate.

"Of course. We succeeded in getting rid of the greedy rats," Rolex replied.

"You're smiling to yourself, Sera," Rolex whispered from behind, wrapping his broad arms around her waist.

Sera leaned comfortably against Rolex's chest. "I just feel at peace. Our enemy, Maya, has finally been captured and given a fitting sentence of exile. Justice has truly been served, Rolex."

"That woman got the consequences of all her crimes," Rolex said firmly, kissing Sera's temple. "That dark past is over. Now, it's time to welcome our future."

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A few days later, the main hall of the Silvermoon Palace was draped in magnificent luxury. Crystal chandeliers reflected a golden glow, accompanying the clinking of wine glasses from hundreds of attending guests.

Rolex stepped onto the main podium, holding Sera's hand tightly. In Sera's left arm, baby Leon slept soundly wrapped in silk fabric adorned with the royal crest.

Rolex raised his glass, his voice booming across the entire room. "Attention, everyone! Today, before all the elders, allies, and people of Silvermoon, I announce that Sera and I are officially reunited as your Alpha and Luna!"

Thunderous applause and cheers echoed throughout the hall.

"Not only that!" Rolex continued with a proud, beaming smile. "I also proudly introduce our firstborn son, the rightful heir to the Silvermoon throne... Baby Leon!"

"Long live Alpha Rolex! Long live Luna Sera! Long live Prince Leon!" the guests cheered joyfully, raising their glasses high in the air. An atmosphere of emotion and joy filled every corner of the room.

However, in the midst of that wave of happiness, the main doors of the hall slammed open with a loud bang. CRASH!

"Rolex! Sera!" a high-pitched shout cut through the party music.

A man in an expensive suit with a disheveled appearance barged in. His face was flushed red, his rapid breathing heavy with rage. It was Cimone, the leader of the Moza Group and the main financial backer of Maya's family.

The guards immediately readied their swords, but Rolex raised his hand, gesturing for them to hold back.

"Cimone?" Rolex murmured calmly from the podium. "What brings a high-ranking executive of the Moza Group here to crash my happy day?"

Cimone stepped forward trembling, pointing a shaky index finger at Rolex's face. "You! This must be your doing, right?! Tell me, Rolex!"

"Speak clearly, Cimone," Sera interrupted flatly from beside Rolex. "Don't make yourself look like a madman in front of the guests."

"Shut your mouth, Sera!" Cimone screamed hysterically. He turned to stare at Rolex with wide eyes. "Moza Group's stock... destroyed! We are completely bankrupt! In a matter of hours, all our assets were wiped clean!"

Gasps of shock instantly spread among the guests.

"Moza Group's stock went bankrupt?"

"How could a giant corporation collapse overnight?"

Rolex merely curled a faint smile, looking down at Cimone with contempt. "And what does your company's bankruptcy have to do with me?"

"Don't act like you don't know!" Cimone snapped, clutching his hair in frustration. "A company named AXIOS! That foreign company suddenly took over our shares, sold them at rock-bottom prices, and pulled out all market liquidity! They destroyed Moza Group from the inside!"

"Ah, AXIOS," Rolex replied casually, swirling his wine glass. "That new investment firm, right?"

"I had my team of hackers and lawyers track that damned company!" Cimone's voice grew louder, nearly crying. "And do you know what they found?! AXIOS is a shell company! Its headquarters overseas are completely empty! It was all just a facade to ruin Moza Group!"

Cimone clutched his chest, glaring at Rolex with pure hatred. "Who is behind AXIOS, Rolex?! Who is the bastard playing behind the scenes?!"

The hall fell dead silent. Every eye was fixed on Rolex, awaiting his reaction.

Rolex wasn't angry. On the contrary, a crisp chuckle escaped his throat. His chuckle slowly turned into a loud laugh that echoed elegantly yet menacingly throughout the entire room.

"Hahaha! Should I pretend to be surprised, Cimone?" Rolex said as he casually stepped down from the podium.

Cimone furrowed his brow, his steps freezing. "What... what do you mean?"

Rolex stopped exactly three steps in front of Cimone, towering over him. "You're looking for the owner of AXIOS? You don't need to track all the way overseas, Cimone. The owner is standing right in front of your eyes."

Cimone's eyes widened completely. "What?! You..."

"Yes," Rolex whispered in a bone-chilling tone. "I am the sole owner of AXIOS. That 'shell' company you mentioned was created specifically by my private banking team for one purpose: to bleed the Moza Group dry until not a single penny was left."

A shock wave of whispers broke out across the hall. Sera stood gracefully on the podium, gently stroking baby Leon's head.

"You... you were the one who brought us down?" Cimone stammered, his face now as pale as a corpse. "But why?! We helped you!"

"Helped me?" Rolex laughed cynically. "You and Moza Group funded Maya to oppress Sera! You used that dirty money to bribe my warriors and lock my beloved woman in a cave! Did you really think I would let the snakes who funded my enemy live in comfort?"

"Rolex, please... that was all Maya and Boby's idea! We were just investors!" Cimone pleaded, suddenly dropping to his knees before Rolex. "Don't destroy us! Give us back our assets!"

"Investors of crime must also bear the losses, Cimone," Sera cut in firmly from the podium. "Justice applies not only to Maya who inflicted the torture, but also to people like you who provided the capital for that cruelty."

Rolex turned his face away from the wailing Cimone. He looked at the royal guards near the door.

"Guards, drag this bankrupt man out of my palace," Rolex commanded coldly. "And make sure all remaining assets of the Moza Group are confiscated in the name of the Silvermoon people's welfare."

"Yes, Alpha!"

"No! Rolex! Have mercy on me! Damn AXIOS! Rolex!" Cimone screamed hysterically as two burly guards dragged him away, his fading cries echoing outside the doors.

Rolex walked back up to the podium, wrapped his arm around Sera's waist, and looked down at baby Leon, who stirred gently. He raised his wine glass once more toward the guests, who were still mesmerized by the display of absolute vengeance.

"Apologies for that brief interruption," Rolex said with a charming smile. "Now, let us continue the celebration. To justice, to Silvermoon, and to our family!"

"To the Borne Clan and the Madagascar Group!" the guests roared in unison, far louder than before.

Sera looked at Rolex with eyes sparkling with love. Evil had been leveled to the ground, and their kingdom now stood upon an unshakeable foundation.