The next day came, and Chad’s guests began coming in for the wedding and its preparations.

  The wedding was on the very top of the Eiffel Tower, so Milrd could look down onto the city below him.

  He wore a bck suit and tie, with his brownish-red hair pushed back. Hidden in his coat was a pack of G-Bomb and his powerful Desert Eagle. He knew it was a wedding with a ton of security, but he still brought them.

  He didn’t have much to do since a bunch of bald guys in suits came around and picked stuff up, setting the venue up.

  Along with that, he noticed the maid from McDickerson’s pce was walking around and helped point guests around!

  He would’ve said something to the former sugar baby maid, but he assumed she was now Chad’s side piece and decided to leave her alone.

  “Besides, it’s not like I’m much better than him… With what Myusel and I did…” Milrd thought as he walked past her and Marlio, who ignored him.

  He and Gabe pnned to sit in their assigned seats, which were on the left side of the long wedding hall.

  But when they found their seats, they noticed a chubby blond guy sitting in the third one by their table.

  “What the hell? Chad’s making us share with some random guy! I thought we were VIPs. Special css guests!” Gabe wondered as he accentuated the VIP.

  “Ay, man. Who the hell are you?” Milrd asked as he tapped the guy’s shoulder.

  The man turned around and began ughing, holding out his hand for a handshake.

  “Ah, afternoo,n gentlemen. The name is Jack. Jack Hammy. I’m a good friend of Chad’s. In fact, I’m very excited to meet you two. Especially you, Mr. Gabe, as I know of your incredible achievements in the past with Street Fight 3. I hope you’re getting on that new Super Street Fight 4!” Mr. Hammy expined as he stood up and shook their hands.

  Milrd spped his hand away from Jack’s, which didn’t faze the Hammy.

  On the other hand, Gabe began smiling when he heard that someone knew him, grabbing Jack’s hand for a powerful handshake.

  “Oh my CREASE. FINALLY, a fucking gamer here. This is a man who knows I’m a freaking legend!” Gabe said as he began hugging the short Jack Hammy.

  Milrd sighed, knowing that Chad had invited another gamer. However, this guy looked more put together than the ultimate Gamer, Gabe.

  “Of course. You’re all legends, Milrd is a legendary hero while Gabe is a legendary gamer. Street Fight 3 champion. Hopefully 4 also. Meanwhile, I’m just a simple business man, a college dropout, barely out of high school, rising up in the ranks.” Hammy sighed as he sipped a gss of expensive champagne.

  “What company or business are you in, Hammy?” Milrd asked as he sat down on his chair.

  Jack began ughing, leaning back on his chair as he brushed his combed hair back.

  “Ah, I assume you guys may have heard of the iconic site named ‘Banger Bros?’ Perhaps, ‘Porn’s Hub?’ I’m the man who owns these sites, and a few other famous pornography websites. It’s a growing business, with cell phones and such becoming more popur. Hopefully I can move onto other enterprises, of course while continuing my work in the porn industry.” Jack expined happily as he ate some cake from his pte. Milrd was in shock.

  “You own fucking porn sites?! How does Chad even know you? You’re a bit of a creep, don’t you think?” Milrd asked as he stared at Jack.

  Gabe, on the other hand, was cpping when he heard the origin of Jack’s business.

  “Holy shit! Those were like, some of my favorite sites while I was being held by McDickerson! The only thing that kept me sane was the hub!” Gabe said as he began shaking Jack’s hand.

  “Ah, good to hear you’re a long-term user. Haha! Since we’re basically friends now, I’ll give both of you access to the new premium feature, for free, for life! For all of my sites. Very useful, I bet you could sell this a few years ter for thousands of bucks! Good cash!” Jack expined as he pced some cards from his dress pocket into Gabe and Milrd’s pockets.

  “I don’t want this shit!” Milrd yelled as he threw it onto the ground, stomping on it in disgust.

  Both Gabe and Jack sighed, leaning back on their chairs in disappointment.

  But as they did, a bell began to ring, signifying that the wedding was about to start. All of the guests and security went silent as they saw Chad begin to walk towards the altar.

  He put his hands up, with everyone there cheering for him. Friends, family, business associates, politicians, and more were all there, feeling joy for the world-saving hero.

  Milrd looked up at Chad with a smile, chuckling as he saw the Alpha gnce at him, Gabe, and Jack for a moment.

  While he felt immense joy for his friend at that moment, he could feel the lingering doom in the back of his head, attempting to ignore it the best he could.

  …

  Meanwhile, across the city of Paris, the McDickerson Remnant were stationed around the giant city.

  It was easy for them to mobilize and organize, with the countless members already living and working within the region.

  They had gained intel about Chad’s pns from Rance McDickerson’s bugs, which instantly sent their audio recordings back to the Remnant’s leaders.

  The Remnant had positioned hidden tons of C4 and explosives around the bottom of the Eiffel tower, pnning on blowing it up along with Chad and his people.

  The explosion would wipe the majority of Paris off the map, making it so there would be no chance for them to escape!

  It would be the ultimate revenge, even if it couldn’t kill the Alpha, it would still hurt the people he loved the most and ruin his wedding!

  Along with that, the blood of millions of innocent people would be on his hands! It was the ultimate pn, cooked by the greatest of the Remnant’s minds.

  The general of the 3rd branch of the Remnant, Doyle McDickerson, was standing alongside some of his men and his weaponry.

  He was smoking a rge cigar, making his already gruffy look even rougher.

  He was there, in the casino, on the day Milrd and Chad entered and killed McDickerson. He was the one who normally led the bouncers and managed all of the women for McDickerson, but was busy satisfying his carnal needs at the time.

  By the time the casino exploded, he was forced to escape through another exit with the remaining loyal bouncers. He was the st McDickerson to speak to his father, and was one of the few genuinely respected and loved by the sugar daddy.

  So, he felt a special type of rage and hatred towards Chad! Even greater than any other Remnant member!

  “Boys, in 60 seconds, we’re sending that tower and Chad straight to HELL! For DADDY!” Doyle yelled as he raised his assault rifle into the air!

  The McDickersons around him began screaming, “For Daddy!”

  Doyle and five of his other men held the control switches to the bombs, pnning to click the button as soon as Doyle ordered them.

  …

  Back in the tower, Chad began to walk up towards the altar. On it was a bald priest. Next to him was the Green Haired Man, whom Chad hadn’t talked to in a while.

  The st time he met, Chad had nearly killed him from rage, after finding out about the McDickerson’s attack on his house.

  He also found out Mr. G and DC had nothing to do with the attack, since it was orchestrated by the 3rd branch, while DC and Mr. G controlled the 1st and 2nd branches.

  Chad walked towards the Green Haired Man and put his hand on his shoulder, holding him close.

  “G. Before I get married to my woman, I want you and your other masked friend to take out these McDickerson fucks. Do this, and you’re officially in. No bullshit.” Chad whispered as he stood next to Mr. G.

  “Chad, it’s already done. DC and our loyal boys will take care of it as soon as I snap my fingers.” Mr. G expined as he held up his fingers, holding them in pce for a few seconds.

  “What’s taking you so long, eh?” Chad asked as he stared at his fingers.

  In response, Mr. G used his other finger to point ahead of them. Chad turned around and saw Myusel, in a rge and beautiful dress, walking towards them.

  She was holding a flower bouquet and was surrounded by some of her magical girl friends, passing flowers next to her.

  It was a scene straight out of a Renaissance painting, something that moved the Alpha’s heart.

  “Damn.” Chad muttered as he admired his woman’s beauty. As he did this, Mr. G snapped his fingers and pointed towards the priest.

  “Go ahead, Mr. Thompson. It is done. Congratutions, my friend.” Mr. G bowed with a creepy smile, walking away soon after.

  When he did, he stared at Myusel for a few seconds. She was a bit creeped out as he disappeared into the crowd.

  “That guy… He’s effective, but perverse, Thompson. Keep an eye out for him.” Marlio said as he pushed up his dark red gsses.

  He revealed himself from behind the altar, showing Chad his full bck and red suit.

  “No shit. Now get out of here, you blind fuck.” Chad whispered as he continued to stare at Myusel.

  Marlio nodded and began to walk off using his cane. But he stopped for a second and turned back to Chad.

  “Heh. I ain’t a fan of you and your crap, but congrats. Enjoy today.” He smiled as he left, entering the crowd of security.

  Chad was still annoyed, wishing the Don’s second in command could shut the fuck up for more than a second.

  Chad sighed and walked towards the priest, right as Myusel walked next to him. They both stared at each other, both entranced by the other’s faces.

  In no other moment had they been so attracted to one another, feeling the fiery spark they once had when they met, all those years ago.

  “I, Mateo ‘Chad’ Miles, pastor of the Chad Church, will be the one bringing these two lovely souls together. We are gathered today to see the holy union between Ms. Hoshino and Mr. Thompson. Now, as we begin this union of these two, do we have any objections to this marriage?” The Chad pastor expined as he held two rings in a red pillow.

  …

  Across the city, Doyle began counting down to the st seconds. Ten left. He clenched the bomb detonator, feeling as if his powerful father’s spirit was entering his body.

  An aura bsted out from him and his brother’s bodies, with a powerful determination pumping through their veins. It was the degenerate power of the Sugar Daddy, returning once again!

  Doyle had to do it. He was going to get his revenge. He was going to become the son his father would call his heir!

  “Six! Five! Four! Three-” Doyle counted down. But before he could reach two, he heard blood-curdling screaming from his walkie-talkie.

  He pulled it towards his ear, hearing the pitiful cries from his men! He looked around and saw the rest of his brethren falling around him into piles of blood.

  “What? What are you all doing?! Stand the fuck up!!! STAND!” Doyle roared as he spun around.

  But he soon stopped when he heard a crunching and chewing noise. He saw something coming from the surrounding darkness, with powerful footsteps ringing in his ears.

  …

  “I see, no objections? As we continue on this beautiful day, we reach the fateful point of the exchange of vows. So I ask you, Chad Thompson, do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together, to love her, to honor her, to comfort and protect her, to forsake all others, as long as you both shall live?” The pastor asked as he looked towards the towering, muscur Chad.

  …

  The footsteps began getting louder and more threatening, causing Doyle to fall back on the counter behind him. He dropped his detonator in fear, seeing a man in a bck mask who held a pistol straight towards him. His red eyes and jagged teeth protruded through the darkness, scaring Doyle even more.

  …

  “I do,” Chad replied, looking straight into Myusel’s eyes.

  ...

  “YOU… D-D-DC!? WHY? WHY DO YOU DO THIS!? YOU WERE AN OUTSIDER, BUT I LET YOU INTO THE REMNANT!!! YOU COULD’VE BECOME A BROTHER! A SON OF THE GREAT DADDY!!” Doyle McDickerson roared as he looked straight at DC’s terrifying face. The mysterious DC began ughing hard, nearly spping his legs from joy.

  …

  “Now, Myusel Yusel, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together, to love him, to honor him, to comfort and protect him, to forsake all others, as long as you both shall live?” The pastor asked as he turned towards Myusel.

  …

  “Isn’t it obvious, Doyle? It’s because I’m an outsider that I did this… Because I don’t give a shit about McDickerson or his stupid fucking brat children! Because I’m here only for the motherfucking cash! And, well, I’ve just found a better employer than you…” DC expined as he continued walking towards Doyle, the dark covering everything except for his glowing red eyes and glistening white teeth.

  …

  “I do,” Myusel replied, looking into Chad’s eyes.

  …

  “So, goodbye Doyle. You should’ve paid me more.” DC expined as he leaped towards Doyle, gunshots ringing out from Doyle’s rifle. However, the result of this counterattack was Doyle’s brains and blood spttering onto the windows and the control room around him.

  The detonator fell on the ground and shattered. The Remnant’s pns were destroyed, and they were left weak, without a true leader. In a matter of two weeks, Chad Thompson had won this war.o

  …

  “I now pronounce you husband and wife. Take these rings, and you may now kiss the bride.” The priest said as he put the rings on both of their fingers.

  Chad and Myusel then both leaned in to kiss each other, but before they could…

  “FUCK THAT SHIT!!!!”

  The powerful yell caused the tower to shudder, shaking everyone in the wedding venue! Milrd hung onto the table and looked to the side, to the source of this roar.

  When he did, he saw the person who screamed, someone very familiar to him.

  “R-Rolondo?!” Milrd yelled out as he saw him standing in the middle of the hall.

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