Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 672: Noah Reyes Takes Action (1)_1

He reckoned he had been in Syrena for two or three months now, hadn’t he?

He had never stayed in one place for such a long period before.

His sole reason for staying here this long was to find her.

Woman, I hope you won’t disappoint me, Noah Reyes thought.

After going to such lengths and spending so much time searching for her, he naturally hoped for a perfect ending when they finally met.

Getting out of bed, Noah Reyes went to the window. Pulling open the curtains, his eyes met the aesthetically uninspiring Courtyard. It would be at least a year before this Manor could boast any picturesque views.

Although the Courtyard appeared empty, men were secretly stationed in every corner.

He had only brought eight bodyguards with him, but the elders had arranged nearly fifty of their men to hide in or near the Manor, all to protect him and attend to his needs.

Deon Myers had also arranged for some of his own forces to follow him to Syrena; that was Deon Myers’s affair, and Noah Reyes wouldn’t question it. As long as Deon Myers completed the assigned tasks to his satisfaction, that was all that mattered.

Looking up at the sun in the sky, he felt the rising sun symbolized a new beginning, a new hope.

He was determined to claim the throne as T City’s overlord and find his woman.

With that thought, Noah Reyes abruptly turned, walked to the wardrobe, took out a set of clothes, and quickly changed.

Though many people attended to him here, he never allowed anyone into his room—not even a servant. It was his habit: wherever he went, his Bedroom was strictly off-limits to others, hotel rooms being the only exception.

Minutes later, Noah Reyes, his handsome face impassive, dressed in a black suit without a tie, left his room. Deon Myers was already standing a short distance away, waiting for him.

"Sect Leader."

Seeing Noah Reyes emerge, Deon Myers immediately stepped forward and greeted him with great respect.

"Deon Myers, inform Silvia Baxter immediately that we can begin the operation." Noah Reyes was seizing the opportunity from yesterday’s incident where Rachel Bailey was suspected of poisoning. With Glades Horne and Hansen Ruiz focused on Rachel Bailey, it was the perfect time to exploit Julia Bluen’s situation.

To strike a snake, one must hit its vital point. Only by targeting Glades Horne’s weakness could he throw Glades into chaos. With Glades in disarray, he could then seize the opportunity to usurp the position of leader.

"Yes."

"Deon Myers, call Elder Aru. Tell him to come here secretly; I need his assistance," Noah Reyes said as he passed Deon Myers on his way downstairs, his deep voice carrying back.

Deon Myers acknowledged each instruction.

He knew the Sect Leader was preparing to make his move and strike the Valence Group directly. The plan to supplant the Valence Group was now officially underway.

Perhaps the Sect Leader felt the Black Emperor Group’s current standing in T City was still inferior to the Valence Group’s, making his search for the woman less convenient and slower. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Deon Myers was also very interested in this woman. He was eager to learn what kind of woman could so captivate the Sect Leader. Perhaps she had even borne the Sect Leader a child, Deon Myers mused. He hadn’t forgotten his earlier advice to the Sect Leader: to quickly choose a woman to bear the next Sect Leader.

He just hadn’t expected the Sect Leader to choose a Syrenian woman.

But it was no wonder. The Sect Leader possessed a fifty percent Syrenian bloodline, and all his physical features were Oriental.

"Prepare the car. I’m going out."

"Yes."

Reaching the ground floor, Noah Reyes swept out of the Main House like the wind.

The luxury sedan was already waiting outside, as if it had anticipated his departure.

A Bodyguard respectfully opened the rear door of the car for Noah Reyes.

Noah Reyes walked briskly to the front, pulled open the driver’s door, and slid into the seat.

"Sect Leader!" Deon Myers and the few Bodyguards exclaimed in alarm.

The Sect Leader wants to drive himself!

It wasn’t that the Sect Leader’s driving skills were poor, but how could a man of his prestigious status drive himself?

"I’m just going for a drive by myself. None of you need to follow. Attend to your duties. Deon Myers, I expect to see results from my instructions by the time I return." With that, he started the engine. A Bodyguard quickly closed the rear car door.

The luxury sedan drove out of Nameless Manor.

Only after the luxury sedan had vanished from sight did Deon Myers hastily instruct the Bodyguards, "Discreetly follow the Sect Leader and ensure his safety."

Currently, the Sect Leader’s safety was generally not at risk from mishaps or assassination attempts. Aside from certain governments that harbored a vehement hatred for the Reyes organization, ordinary underworld figures wouldn’t dare try to assassinate the Sect Leader.

Relatively speaking, Noah Reyes was much safer now than when he was merely the heir.

Driving alone, Noah Reyes cruised aimlessly, his eagle-like gaze scanning every passing vehicle, always hoping for another accidental glimpse of her, like the last time.

Unconsciously, he drove to the entrance of the Pedestrian Street on Mansion Front Avenue, parked there without getting out, and waited like a patient farmer hoping to snare a hare, praying that fortune would smile upon him once more and grant him another sight of her.

He believed that he and she were truly fated.

Otherwise, after taking her innocence, he wouldn’t have encountered her again. That encounter had been coincidental, not the result of a deliberate search. And the sighting that evening had also been by chance. The first encounter could have been an accident, the second a coincidence, but a third would surely signify destiny.

He genuinely hoped to find her soon and start a family with her.

He yearned for a home, a home filled with love and happiness.

He wished for a happy family like his rival Glades Horne’s—one with a devoted wife and beloved children.

The family he was born into and the environment he grew up in had extinguished this natural yearning within him. What he truly desired was a normal, warm home. Since his parents couldn’t provide such a family, he hoped to build one himself.

His father was a philanderer with countless lovers, whom he regarded as concubines. Much like an ancient Emperor, his father would move to the villa of whichever woman caught his fancy, stay for three to five days enjoying her companionship, and then drift away again. His mother, residing in the vast, empty Reyes Family Mansion, held an enviable title and led a life of affluence, yet she was bored and discontented. After Noah’s birth, once his father deemed him a suitable heir, he almost never ’graced’ his mother with his presence again. Consequently, Noah had no full siblings, only half-siblings from different mothers.

His half-siblings coveted his inheritance and constantly plotted to harm him, as did his uncles. This forced him into a life on the run, never daring to stay in one place for more than a week and always relying on body doubles. Despite his powerful position, he was constantly surrounded by intrigue and bloodshed.