All Chapters of A Man Called Revenge: Chapter 41
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Chapter 41: Love Or Greed?
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
Evelyn spun around, her eyes wide, her heart dropping. “Kage—I didn’t mean—” “You didn’t mean what?” Kage shouted, his hands balled into fists, his eyes burning. “That I’m nothing? That you’d rather be with that loser Gary? I heard you, Evelyn! I heard every word!” Madam Ann stepped between them, her voice sharp, her hands raised. “Enough! Both of you, shut up, please! We don’t have time for this drama. The inauguration is in two days, and we need to be united, not fighting over some slave!” Kage ignored her, his eyes locked on Evelyn, his voice low and dangerous. “You want Gary? Fine. Go to him. But don’t come crying to me when he shows you who he really is. I’m done.” He turned and stormed out, slamming the door so hard the glass rattled. Evelyn’s hands flew to her face, her voice a sob, her body shaking. “Kage, wait!” She ran after him, but her mother stopped her. “Let him leave, Evelyn. Are you forgetting? We are now on top. He no longer qualifies to be your husband. Howard
Chapter 42: The Inauguration
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
Daytime appeared to move really slowly. Everyone in the city was talking. Blog posts, Youtube Shorts, Instagram feeds. Everyone –both those invited and those who could only watch from live streams– they all talked about the big event. Ladies showed off their dresses online, gowns sparkling like they cost a fortune. Men bragged about their custom suits, their watches dripping with diamonds, their cars ready to turn heads. It was a much anticipated event. And finally the long awaited event. As dusk finally settled, the Wang Empire headquarters came alive. The building was a colossus—100 stories of glass and steel, towering over New York like a silent monarch. Gold accents shimmered under the city lights, casting a warm glow against the beautiful evening sky. At the entrance, marble pillars stood tall, framing a red carpet that spilled onto the pavement like a river of fire. Above, helicopters whirred, ferrying tycoons too important to bother with traffic. The air was thick with
Chapter 43: Madam Ann, A Deal Breaker And Soul Crusher
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
“First of all, cheers to all of you for coming here. This event is currently being viewed by 400 million people around the world. But you are not streaming it. You are here because you were invited. You earned your place in those seats. By the way, I might turn lesbian because I see so many pretty women today.” The host said, and almost everyone cranked up with laughter. Some people, however, were offended by her joke, but the laughter suppressed it. No one gave a damn about how they felt. In a billionaires’ gathering, no one took anything to heart. Because it was true, wealthy men detached emotions from business. The Lancaster family sat in one row in the middle of the mighty hall filled with over 2,000 participants. Evelyn looked like a golden apple freshly plucked from the tree. Her dress was so beautiful, elegant, and revealing, stealing the eyes of those around her, including Kage. But Gary did not even look at her twice, despite sitting next to her. It was evident that he
Chapter 44: Madam Ann, The Devil's Wife
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
Gary’s face darkened, his jaw tight, his hands clenched into fists. He sat still, his eyes burning with rage, his heart pounding. But he was not so surprised. He knew. He knew that this would happen. He knew the kind of person Madam Ann was, a woman who never kept her word, a woman who wrote a fake cheque just to have him divorce her daughter. Enrique stood up fast, his smirk wide, his suit sharp as he strutted to the stage. He took the mic from Madam Ann, his voice loud, his ego on full display. “Thank you, Mom! I’m honored to lead the Lancasters into this new chapter. We’ll make the Wang Empire proud!” William was fuming, furious, infuriated, and dumbfounded. How could she? He was the first son, the rightful heir to the throne, the one who was supposed to control the company. First, she lied to Gary about handing him the presidency. He never agreed to it. But his mother had other plans. “How dare she?” He whispered into Donald’s ear, who was equally confused. The crowd clapped
Chapter 45: Teach Them A Lesson
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
Gary slowly got up from his seat as everyone gasped in disbelief. In an instant, all eyes in the hall locked on him, the air thick with shock, the crowd’s gasps echoing loud. Gary stood tall, his face hard, his eyes burning with a fire no one could miss. The spotlight hit him, his simple suit suddenly looking out of place among the glittering gowns and diamond-encrusted watches, but his presence screamed power. It was not connecting. Was this not the man who was just abused? Called a thief? A fraud? “What the hell?!” Donald shot up, his voice a shout, his face red. “This fool thinks he’s the heir? Look around, you idiot! No one’s standing but you! Sit down and stop embarrassing yourself, asshole!” William yanked him down fast, his voice a hiss, his eyes wide. “Shut up, Donald! Everyone’s staring!” But his hands shook, his mind racing—Gary, the heir? No way. Madam Ann’s face went pale, her hands trembling, her voice a snarl. “What’s he doing?! That bastard’s trying to steal the
Chapter 46: Felix; A Man Or A Peacock?
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
“You shouldn’t be shedding tears, Lancaster. You’ll ruin your make-up.” A cold voice snapped Evelyn out of her daze. She jerked her head up. It was the governor’s son. Felix. Evelyn wiped her tears fast, her hands shaky, making sure her makeup stayed perfect. “Hello, Sir Felix. I… I didn’t know you followed me,” she stammered, her voice small, her eyes dropping to the floor. Felix didn’t smile, didn’t look away. His eyes stayed locked on hers, sharp and unyielding, like a predator sizing up prey. Evelyn couldn’t meet his gaze—her heart raced too fast. Her mind was still a mess from the chaos her family had just dragged her through. Felix was a tall, dark figure, his presence heavy, his tailored black suit screaming money, the gold watch on his wrist flashing with every move, worth more than most people’s homes. He stood with his hands in his pockets, his jaw set, his aura cold and dangerous. A diamond-encrusted pin on his lapel caught the light, a silent flex of his wealth, a rem
Chapter 47: Teach Him A Lesson
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
Everyone froze, heads whipping around, eyes wide. Gary stepped forward, his face hard, his eyes burning with rage. The simple suit he wore drew a stark contrast to Felix’s wealth, but he did not care. He could buy Felix. The crowd nearby gasped, their whispers buzzing, their eyes darting between the two men. Felix’s grip on Evelyn’s wrist tightened, his eyes narrowing, his voice a low growl. “Who the hell are you to talk to me like that?” Gary didn’t flinch, his voice steady, his eyes locked on Felix. “I’m the guy telling you to back off. She said no. You deaf?” The crowd’s whispers exploded, their gasps loud, their eyes wide. No one talked to Felix like that—no one except the Wang Empire. Madam Ann’s face went pale, her hands shaking, her voice a hiss. “Gary, you idiot! Do you know who he is?!” William and Donald stepped closer, their faces red, their voices low. “You’re dead, Gary,” William growled. “You just signed your death warrant.” Felix let go of Evelyn’s wrist, his eyes
Chapter 48: Lessons Learned The Hard Way
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
Felix glanced at his phone, his eyes narrow, his laugh loud and rough. “You know what’s interesting, Gary? That event was boring as hell. But I’m loving this show so much!” He chucked the phone to one of his men, his voice a sneer, his stance cocky. “You had to go and make some fake news, huh? I gotta give it to you, you’re good.” His men smirked, their voices low, their heads nodding. “Yeah, boss, that’s a good one! Fake as hell!” Felix turned to Gary, his voice a growl, his smirk wide. “Now, let me warn you, punk—I’m the governor’s son. You don’t mess with me and walk away. I’m gonna enjoy breaking you down!” Gary stood there, his voice soft, his eyes steady. “I told you, Felix. One call. Your father’s done.” Felix laughed again, his voice hard, his hands on his hips. “Keep dreaming, man! You’re just a nobody trying to act big! Let’s see how long you last!”The crowd watched, their whispers growing, their hands shaky as they stared at Felix. He looked lost, his face pale, his e
Chapter 49: A Man Called Revenge
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
“I will speak to Miss. Serena, mom. Let’s hope she listens to me this time. But if you turn your backs on me again, whatever happens to you will be on your head. I am a nobody, but I know just how to figure out my way.” Back inside the hall, Serena Voss took the mic for a brief announcement. “The initial announcement was a mistake. We meant to say, Branstad, ex-governor Branstad no longer has any dealings with the Wang Empire. As for the Lancaster, they retain their $450 million signed contract.” The crowd gasped, whispers breaking out, heads turning fast. Madam Ann’s eyes widened, her voice a shaky whisper, her hands trembling. “Gary… you… you did it?” Gary nodded, his voice soft, his smile small. “I told you, Mom. I’ll help—on my terms.” Evelyn stepped closer, her voice a whisper, eyes wet. “Gary… I… I don’t know what to say…” Gary looked at her, his voice low, his eyes steady. “You don’t have to say anything, Evelyn. You made your choice. I’m just doing what’s right for the f
Chapter 50: A Timely Reminder
A Man Called Revenge/Nathan Emorey
The next day, Gary woke up a little later than usual. He barely slept. He had spent the entire night working on reviving Blackgold, reviewing applications himself, and recruiting new employees. He was doing a clean sweep, and Blackgold was now checked, done, and over with. Next, he had his next firm to visit—his clothing and textile company brand, Aureum Crest. It was a sleeping giant his father had built from the ground up, hidden under proxies and shell companies, ready to stitch his name into the world’s fabric. It was going to be a long day. But first things first. He needed to see his grandmother. He rolled out of bed, still in yesterday’s wrinkled shirt, hair a mess, eyes bloodshot but sharp. The room was a dump—peeling wallpaper, a cracked mirror, a mattress that sagged like his old life. The Lancasters kept him here, in a kennel for their dog, but he didn’t care. This was camouflage. In contrast, the bedroom in his mansion alone was the size and luxe of the entire living r