You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

dark.

Pure, suffocating darkness swallowed up all the prosperity of the East Coast of North America in the same second.

The streetlights stretching for hundreds of kilometers went out instantly.

On the overpass, countless cars, suddenly blinded, emitted ear-piercing tire screeching and continuous loud crashes.

The giant electronic screens on Wall Street skyscrapers, with their green numbers symbolizing rolling wealth, seem to have been forcibly severed by an invisible hand.

Only the faint blue light from the computer's backup power supply illuminated the traders' deathly pale faces.

"God... the military backup power grid isn't responding either! The underlying code is completely locked!"

Meanwhile, on the Aegean Sea.

"Sizzle—"

The sunshade lights on the top deck of the Starship yacht were also affected by the aftershocks of the satellite signal frequency cutoff, emitting a slight electrical hum.

The light strip flickered twice.

Shen Wanzhou had just turned a page on the tablet when her gaze paused for a moment due to the change in light.

Her cool brows furrowed slightly, and the rhythm of her fingertips tapping on the tablecloth went a beat off.

"Is the generator voltage unstable?" Shen Wanzhou turned her head and looked at Uncle Fu standing behind her.

Before Uncle Fu could even pick up the walkie-talkie to ask the captain...

A hand with distinct knuckles and a slightly cool body temperature had already covered the back of her hand holding the tablet.

Chen Yuan naturally took the tablet from her hand and placed it face down on the table.

"It's just that the sea breeze blew on the external wiring, so the backup power has been cut off."

Chen Yuan's voice was deep and gentle, like a soft net, instantly smoothing away the slight impatience between her brows.

He picked up a silver fruit stick and fed her a perfectly peeled, flawless Sunshine Rose grape.

Shen Wanzhou obediently opened her mouth and took a bite.

The sweet juice burst in my mouth, rinsing off the slight saltiness brought by the sea breeze.

Looking into Chen Yuan's focused eyes, which seemed to hold only her, all her business plans and calculations crumbled at that moment.

"These grapes are even sweeter than the ones that were airlifted in yesterday."

Chen Yuan gently wiped away the tiny bit of water stain from the corner of her lips with the pad of his thumb.

"If you like it, buy that manor tomorrow."

He spoke so casually, as if he were discussing what to have for breakfast the next day.

It's not about buying the top private vineyards in the south of France.

Shen Wanzhou couldn't help but let out a helpless smile in her usually cold eyes.

She gently poked Chen Yuan's chest with her fingertip.

"What a spendthrift! You've used all of Star Ventures' money to buy groceries?"

"Isn't the purpose of earning money to buy groceries for you?"

Chen Yuan spoke with righteous indignation.

He took the opportunity to grab her outstretched hand, cupped her slender white fingers in his palm, and gently massaged her knuckles, which were stiff from long hours of typing.

And on his left hand, which was not being held by Shen Wanzhou.

That custom-made, pure black watch was shimmering with a ghostly blue light.

Chen Yuan didn't even glance at the screen; relying solely on the feel of his thumb, he input the final command on the side knob.

The number one hacker forum on the dark web, "Ghost Ship".

The once bustling forum was filled with arms deals and the buying and selling of encrypted documents from various countries.

At this moment, the screen was forcibly cleared by a domineering and irresistible data stream.

All the top hackers, tycoon intelligence officers, and underground mercenary leaders who lurk in this forum.

The screens in front of them went black at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, a deathly smiley face icon pieced together from blood-red code slowly appeared.

A blood-dripping scythe spans the entire screen.

The forum administrator "X" had just taken a swig of energy drink when he saw this logo, and his hand trembled.

An aluminum can fell to the ground, spilling a pale yellow liquid all over the floor.

"abyss……"

X's voice trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

"That madman... he disappeared for three years, how come he suddenly used the highest level of internet broadcasting?"

Blood-red fonts, accompanied by a sickeningly loud synthesized voice, were typed out word by word on everyone's screens.

[Warning: Star Capital and Ms. Shen Wanzhou.]

[Already included in the 'Abyss's' absolute protection list.]

[Any family that attempts to spy from the shadows, reach out, or create a so-called "dilemma."]

[The three minutes on the East Coast of North America are just an appetizer.]

Next time, I will sever the brainstem of your family's heir.

【--abyss.】

Dead silence.

The underground network spanning half the globe fell into absolute silence for ten minutes.

No one dared to type on the keyboard, and no one dared to utter even a single question.

That monster who once single-handedly crippled North American air defense systems and crushed the short-selling funds of the Rothschild family branches like toys.

He's actually working as a bodyguard for one of China's richest female capitalists?!

"This is insane...this world has gone mad."

In an underground intelligence station in Europe, an intelligence dealer with a mohawk trembled as he unplugged the internet cable.

He didn't want to earn any more information fees about Star Ventures.

You only have one life.

And the Aegean Sea at this time.

On the Starship yacht.

The brief flashing of the lights has long since returned to normal.

Shen Wanzhou had no idea that in the short few minutes that followed her swallowing a grape...

Her husband, in the most tyrannical and unreasonable way, held up a blood-red umbrella for her in the world's most dangerous underground world, enough to shield her from all storms.

She looked at the black and gold yacht across from her.

Arthur was like a mad dog that had lost its mind, smashing everything he could on the deck.

His bodyguards huddled in a corner, trembling, not daring to even glance at the Starship.

"What's wrong with him?" Shen Wanzhou's tone was devoid of sympathy, only showing a cold indifference as if watching a monkey show.

"Maybe... it's because of the sea breeze that he had an epileptic seizure."

Chen Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids, picked up a peeled nut, and continued feeding it to his wife.

The other side of the earth.

In Long Island, North America, at a luxurious estate spanning hundreds of acres.

The estate has its own diesel generator set, and it remained brightly lit while the entire East Coast was gripped by blackout panic.

Beneath the enormous crystal chandelier is a ten-meter-long mahogany conference table.

A blond man wearing a Savile Row bespoke suit was sitting in the head seat.

He is Arthur's cousin, William, the first in line to inherit a branch of the Rothschild family.

On the tablet in front of William, a screenshot of the blood-dripping, smiling face of the Grim Reaper from the dark web forum was prominently displayed.

"Useless. Can't even handle an Asian woman, and got his electric fence cut right under his nose."

William's voice was so somber it could drip water.

He stared at the word "Abyss" on the screen, the muscles around his eyes twitching with extreme fear and anger.

"Young Master William, what do we do now? All the funds on Wall Street are trapped. It's a warning from the abyss..."

The aide next to him wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, even his breathing was very careful.

"warn?"

William suddenly grabbed the lit Cuban cigar from the table and crushed it violently on the expensive rosewood tabletop.

Sparks flew everywhere, burning a charred hole.

"This is the West! This is where the Old Money family sets the rules!"

William ripped the Windsor knot off his neck, his eyes filled with a hysterical madness.

"No matter how powerful the dark web's ruler is, he's nothing more than a rat hiding in the sewers typing on a keyboard! Would he dare to bring his robber logic into the open?"

He kicked over the leather seat behind him.

The chair hit the carpet with a dull thud.

Inside a luxurious North American estate, Arthur's cousin, the first in line to inherit a tycoon's fortune, crushed his cigar in his hand: "So what if it's the abyss? At tomorrow's charity gala, I'll personally teach this woman named Shen Wanzhou a lesson!"