From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 129

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As soon as Leander’s words fell, Yvette and the others‘ expressions shifted dramatically. Even Madeline, who had initially intended to shield Leander, was left wide–eyed in disbelief.

Everyone knew who Tommy Dunphy was. Before Mr. Ashcroft took control of Mornwick, Tommy had an even bigger presence than Frankie Wainwright. He was known as the King of Southridge, ruling that region with unmatched power and influence. To joke about Tommy Dunphy in front of his son, Bastian, seemed like pure madness.

“Are you done with life?” Bastian’s eyes turned cold as he took a step forward, swinging his fist straight at Leander’s face.

“Mr. Dunphy, wait!” Madeline finally rushed forward, stepping between Leander and Bastian. “Mr. Dunphy, he’s been my childhood friend for years. That’s just how he is. Please, forgive

him.”

Standing in front of Leander, Madeline wasn’t just trying to prevent Bastian from hitting him— she was also protecting Leander from making the situation worse. She knew Leander’s abilities, and Bastian stood no chance against him. But if Leander were to retaliate and injure Bastian, things would escalate far beyond repair.

With Bastian’s temperament, he wouldn’t stop until Leander was completely destroyed. And if it came to that, it wasn’t just Bastian Leander would have to worry about. Tommy himself might get involved.

“Madeline, I respect you, but did you hear him? He was mocking my father, and everyone here heard it! Do you think I’ll just let that slide?” Bastian pointed at Leander, his face grim with fury.

Colin and Ginny watched from the sidelines, coldly observing, while Yvette’s eyes flickered with uncertainty, unsure of how to react.

“Please, Mr. Dunphy, I’m begging you!” Madeline’s expression was resolute as she continued to block Bastian, her face full of pleading.

Bastian’s expression wavered before he reluctantly lowered his fist. “Fine, for your sake. But if he apologizes, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear anything” He was currently trying to date Madeline, so seeing her stand up for Leander so fiercely forced him to compromise.

“Apologize?” Leander stepped around Madeline and walked forward slowly. “You think I’ll apologize to you? Do you even dare accept it?”

He smiled faintly, his tone filled with disdain, and began to walk away. But before he left, his voice carried back to the group on the wind. “Tomorrow, I guarantee your father will break your legs. Mark my words.”

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“Son of a-!” Bastian exploded with rage as Leander’s words reached him. He was ready to charge at Leander, but Colin quickly jumped in, playing the peacemaker. “Come on, Mr. Dunphy, let it go. There’s no need to make a scene in front of everyone. Think about the rumors that’ll spread if you get physical here. He’s just some country bumpkin, all talk and no action. He’s not worth your time.”

Bastian finally restrained his anger, watching Leander walk away. He let out a cold snort. “I’ll make sure he eats his words the next time I see him!”

Yvette and Madeline exchanged a glance, both seeing the same helplessness in each other’s eyes. They had thought that Leander might have changed, but now it was clear that his arrogant, self–centered attitude had only grown stronger, to the point where it seemed uncontrollable. They couldn’t even imagine how much worse things might have gotten if Madeline hadn’t stepped in to stop the situation from escalating.

Autumn, standing not far away, silently pitied Bastian. Mr. Ashcroft always means what he says, she thought, amused by Bastian’s ignorance of the situation.

The night quickly passed, and the next day, Maplebrook Manor–the most luxurious and bustling venue in Ravenridge–was already packed with people.

The manor’s parking lot was overflowing with high–end cars, each worth millions. It was a stunning sight, with luxury vehicles lined up as far as the eye could see, showcasing extreme wealth. Every car belonged to a prominent figure from Mornwick, each one bearing prestigious license plates. The scene was grand beyond words.

A group of well–dressed young men and women appeared at the entrance of the manor- Yvette, Madeline, Colin, and the others. Bastian had been waiting for them there for quite some

time.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Dunphy,” Colin greeted Bastian with an apologetic nod and

smile.

“It’s fine. The opening ceremony hasn’t started yet. The big shots are just arriving now. We’re right on time,” Bastian waved off the apology and led the group inside.

“Thank you so much for this, Mr. Dunphy,” Yvette and the others expressed their gratitude to

Bastian.

Inside Maplebrook Manor, nearly every attendee was a billionaire, with some being worth tens of billions. These were the elites of Mornwick, the highest of the high. Yvette and Colin’s families had only just made the cut to enter, and as for the younger generation, without Bastian’s connections, they wouldn’t have had the chance to attend this gathering.

“No need to thank me. You’re all friends of Madeline, so arranging a spot for you is the least I could do. My dad is managing logistics for the event today, so it was easy to get you in,” Bastian

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said casually. His demeanor exuded confidence, impressing the group even further. Aside from his occasional impulsiveness, Bastian truly lived up to his status as the top young heir of Southridge.

Bastian led the group into the grand hall, which was as opulent as a palace, with lavish refreshments and drinks available everywhere. The women were adorned with jewels, radiating an air of nobility, while the men emanated strong, commanding auras, clearly individuals of significant power and influence. At the center of the hall was a grand exhibition stage, illuminated by three massive crystal chandeliers that captured everyone’s attention.

Bastian found a spot for the group in a corner of the hall. Though he had the ability to get them into the event, securing prime seating wasn’t within his reach. The front row was reserved for the true giants of Mornwick, the kind of people even Bastian had to respect. None of the group had any complaints, as simply being at such a prestigious event was already a privilege for them.

“This really is the most elite gathering in Mornwick. Look at the scale of this–it’s incredible. This is the influence that Mr. Ashcroft wields,” Ginny said in awe, watching the powerful figures filling the room.

Even Colin, who had seen his fair share of important events, was secretly astonished. He had never attended anything of this magnitude before. These people each ruled their domains, making it incredibly difficult to bring them all together. Yet, with just a word from Mr. Ashcroft, they had all assembled here, demonstrating his unparalleled influence as the number one figure in Mornwick.

As Bastian introduced Yvette and Madeline to some of the prominent figures seated at the front, Yvette’s eyes suddenly caught sight of someone at the main entrance. A young man, casually dressed, was walking through the door.

“Leander? What is he doing here?”

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