Rise of The Abandoned Husband (Liam Knight) novel Chapter 170

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The war chariots screeched to a halt around us, surrounding the entire barbecue stall area with military precision. These weren’t ordinary police vehicles–these were the elite Special Tactics Unit’s armored transports, complete with mounted weapons and reinforced plating.

Commander Keller emerged from the lead vehicle, his imposing figure clad in tactical gear. His steely gaze swept over the scene, taking in the gang members who were now frozen in place like statues.

“Uncle Keller!” Clara exclaimed, rushing forward with surprising speed. She threw her arms around the commander’s waist, her earlier fear completely vanished.

I observed the commander’s transformation with interest. His hard military demeanor softened momentarily as he patted Clara’s head, before his expression hardened again when he looked at the gang members.

“These men,” Clara declared dramatically, pointing at the bald leader and his associates, “tried to abduct me! They said they ‘own this area‘ and threatened to kill us

both!”

The commander’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Is that so?”

The gang leader seemed to shrink under Keller’s gaze. “Sir, there’s been a misunderstanding-”

“Cuff them,” Commander Keller ordered his men, cutting off any excuses. “All of them.”

Within moments, the entire Red Star Society was being rounded up and placed in restraints. I stood back, somewhat amazed at how quickly Clara’s exaggerated phone call had escalated into a full military operation.

Commander Keller approached me while his men handled the arrests. “Mr. Knight,” he said, recognition evident in his voice. “I apologize for any trouble. William Vance speaks highly of you.”

“No trouble at all,” I replied, glancing at Clara. “Though I think the situation might have been… slightly exaggerated.”

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Clara shot me a look that was half–guilty, half–triumphant.

Keller’s mouth twitched in what might have been a suppressed smile. “Nevertheless, we’ve been tracking the Red Star Society for months. Their activities extend beyond simple extortion. We’ve suspected them of human trafficking, drug distribution, and several unsolved homicides.”

I raised my eyebrows, giving Clara an appraising look. Her impulsive call may have done more good than I’d realized.

“Thank you for looking after Clara, Commander Keller continued. “William tends to be… preoccupied with his work.”

“It’s no problem,” I answered. “She’s an interesting young lady.”

Clara beamed at the compliment.

Commander Keller lowered his voice. “Between us, Mr. Knight, I’ve heard about your… capabilities. If you ever consider putting them to use for the city’s defense, my door is always open.”

I nodded, filing away this unexpected connection for future reference. In my experience, allies in high places were invaluable.

After ensuring Clara was safe, I drove her back home. Our plans for the evening thoroughly disrupted, I called Alistair Northwood to postpone our herb–gathering expedition to another day. The elderly alchemist was understanding, though I could hear his disappointment through the phone.

“Another time, young man,” he said. “The golden moonflowers will bloom again next

month.”

The following evening found me adjusting my tie in front of a mirror. William Vance had extended an invitation to a high–profile party–another social obligation I couldn’t avoid if I wanted to maintain my growing network of connections.

Anthony Harding stood nearby, checking his watch. “We should go. These events have a protocol, and being fashionably late only works for certain people.”

I nodded, giving my reflection one final assessment. The black suit Mariana had gifted me fit perfectly, making me look every inch the rising star alchemist I was becoming

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The hotel hosting the event was one of Veridia City’s most exclusive establishments. As we pulled up to the entrance, I saw a line of luxury cars stretching around the block

-Bentleys, Rolls–Royces, and custom sports cars that cost more than most people’s lifetime earnings.

“Quite the gathering,” I remarked as we walked through the doors.

Anthony adjusted his glasses. “The Veridia Business Association only holds these galas twice a year. William pulling strings to get you invited speaks volumes.”

The ballroom was a study in opulence–crystal chandeliers, marble floors, waiters circulating with champagne and hors d’oeuvres on silver platters. At least two hundred of the city’s elite mingled throughout the space, their conversations a steady hum beneath the classical music played by a string quartet.

William Vance spotted us immediately, excusing himself from a circle of executives to approach. “Liam, Anthony! Glad you could make it.” He clapped my shoulder with a familiarity that drew curious glances from nearby guests.

“Wouldn’t miss it,” I replied, accepting a glass of champagne from a passing waiter.

As William led us through the crowd, making introductions, I noticed the reactions my name provoked–widened eyes, whispers behind hands, assessing looks. My reputation was spreading faster than I’d anticipated.

After about an hour of networking, I found myself at the edge of the ballroom, observing the social dynamics play out before me. Anthony stood nearby, equally content to watch rather than participate in the parade of wealth and influence.

“…heard he cured the Sterling girl’s terminal illness with a single pill…”

“…took down the entire Blackwood family without breaking a sweat…”

“…working directly with Pavilion Master Valerius herself…”

The snippets of conversation about me floated through the air. Some accurate, some wildly exaggerated, all contributing to the growing legend of Liam Knight. I sipped my champagne, finding the situation both amusing and useful. Let them talk–fear and respect were currencies as valuable as gold in this world.

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