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A Man Called Revenge Chapter 31: A Man Called Vengeance
“Impossible. You can’t be! We cannot have a new boss. Sir Harold died many years ago, and his son, the heir, was never found. How did you even get into this…” Carl’s words got caught up in his throat as he saw Serena walk in, two guards trailing behind her. Instantly, all twelve men stood up with a unanimous “Greetings, Miss Serena!” Serena walked gently, her tablet still tucked under her arm, her heels clicking softly on the carpet, each step steady, like she was walking through a garden instead of a den of snakes. Her face was calm, her eyes sharp, scanning the room like a hawk, taking in every sweaty forehead, every shaky hand, every wide-eyed stare. The twelve men stood stiff, their chairs pushed back, their voices still echoing from their greeting, but the air in the boardroom was thick, heavy with fear, the kind of fear that makes your knees weak and your mouth dry. Gary stood at the head of the table, his black suit sharp as a blade, his hands in his pockets, his eyes bur
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 32: Cleansing Begins!
Daniel, the one who’d been chugging Hennessy, tried to stand, his chair scraping loudly, his voice a desperate plea, his hands up like he could stop what was coming. “Master Wang, please,” he said, his words slurring, his face slick with sweat, his eyes wet with fear. “We… we can fix this! We’ll pay it back—the money, all of it! We’ll shut down the bunker, let the kids go, I swear! Just… just don’t—” Gary walked up to Daniel, and before the words left his mouth, Gary raised his fist and smacked Daniel on the face. Once, twice, three times. “All of you! You are all fucking pieces of shit! How dare you?!” Gary roared, his voice raw, jagged like a beast let loose, the kind of sound that makes your bones shake. His fist slammed into Daniel’s face again, a fourth time, the crack of knuckle on bone echoing in the boardroom, blood spraying from Daniel’s nose, splattering on the polished table like red rain. Daniel crumpled to the floor, his hands up, his slurred pleas turning to whimp
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 33: The Price To Pay For A Golden Boot
Serena stepped forward, her tablet still in hand, her face calm but her eyes glinting with a quiet fury, her voice steady, cutting through the chaos. “Master Wang,” she said, her words soft but firm, her fingers tapping fast, pulling up more files, more proof of their crimes. “The cops are outside. They’ve got the evidence—bank records, bunker logs, witness statements from the kids. They’re ready to take them in.” Gary nodded, his jaw tight, his eyes still burning, his voice low, dangerous, like a storm about to break. “Good,” he said, his words heavy, each one a nail in their coffin. “But that’s not enough. Prison’s too good for these dogs. They need to feel it—really feel it—for the rest of their miserable lives.” He turned back to the men, his hands clenching, his voice dropping to a growl, his eyes dark, unblinking like a predator staring down its prey. “Here’s what’s gonna happen,” he said, his words slow, deliberate, each one a promise of pain. “You’re all fired—right now.
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 34: The Return Of The Wang Empire
“Hey, look, everyone, can you see this?” Ruth announced, scrolling through her phone. “It is everywhere on the news and flying around.” “Look, I had a bad day at work, Ruth and I don’t wanna hear shit about your stupid celebrities. Besides, this is not the time to be scrolling through social media. We just took a big hit, and we need to get back on track!” said Donald, typing on his laptop. Ruth groaned. “Oh, come on, Mister Lancaster. You’re not even gonna be the next CEO and when mom asked for a volunteer to get the contract, your ass did not give it a thought,” she replied. “And you? What did you do? Nothing. Even the loser, Gary, was bold enough to…” “Don’t you dare compare me with that filth, Donald. You know what? Forget it, I am not sharing my ‘news’ with you guys. Your wife should return from her trip already cause you are stressing my fucking life.” Ruth swiftly cut in. “No, you are the one who…” “Can the both of you keep your smelly mouths shut?! This is a living roo
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 35: A Failure Called Kage
“My dear son-in-law has returned,” Madam Ann announced. She switched off the TV with a quick jab of the remote. Her voice tried to sound warm, but it cracked at the edges, her coffee-stained robe still clinging to her. Kage had already seen the news on his phone in the car and heard the newscaster’s voice echoing in his head. The Wang Empire. A new heir. Blackgold. Child slavery. Mass arrests. He couldn’t wrap his mind around it. Who was this man? How did he come back from the dead? And why now? “Tell me, Kage, did you… did you get the…” Madam Ann’s voice trailed off, her hands twisting together, her eyes searching his face for hope, for something to pull them out of the mess they were in. But she already knew the answer. She could see it in the way Kage stood, the way his eyes wouldn’t meet hers, the way his hands stayed buried in his pockets. Kage shook his head, slow, his voice low, rough, like he’d been yelling for hours. “No.” He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing, his gaze f
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 36: The New Heir Has Awakened
“Dear amazing people of New York,” she began. “I’m sure you have seen the news. And yes, the heir has been found. October 6th, 3 days from now, his inauguration. Location and time would be sent only to those who are deserving –contracted companies, recent and old, friends and family and those who have stayed loyal to the Wang Empire through its darkest days.” Serena’s voice was sharp, her words cutting through the screen like a blade. She leaned forward slightly, her eyes cold, her face unreadable. “To the rest—be warned. The Wang Empire is back. And we’re cleaning the house.” There was a brief silence in the living room. No one said a thing. They digested all of Serena’s words. “Everyone, we are attending that inauguration.” Madam Ann finally began. “But mom…” “Silence,” Madam Ann cut Donald. “I don’t care if we are invited or not. We were terminated by the Sun Group, not by Wang Empire itself. And yes, even if they do own the Sun Group, I don’t give a damn! We are all attend
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 37: "How Did You Do It?"
Gary walked majestically through the living room, clutching the papers in his hands. “There won’t be any need to sneak in. You are invited. I made sure of it.” His words hung in the air. They were not connecting to the listeners. All their focus was stolen by the file which he slapped on the glass table in the middle of the congregation. They wanted to believe, fantasized and wished that the file was actually the signed document from the Sun Group. But they knew that was not possible. It was far from possible. “Who gave you the right to walk into this conversation with some newspapers, loser? Are those your grandmother’s medical bills? I thought she was dead.” Donald said, trying to crack a joke, but Gary wasn’t smiling. He turned to Madam Ann. “And how the heck are you not hurt? You are supposed to be in prison receiving the beatings of your life. What is this?” Williams added. Kage was shocked as well. Gary kept doing some stranger things. “It doesn’t matter. I am out of prison
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 38: Gary Shocks The Lancasters
Gary finally turned to Kage, his eyes cold, his voice low. “They changed their mind. I made them change their mind.” He paused, tightening his jaw as his hands clenched into fists at his sides. “You’re welcome.” Ruth’s hands trembled as she clutched her phone, her voice small, her eyes darting between Gary and the document. “But… why? Why would they give us a deal this big? After everything? After they cut us off?”Gary’s eyes darkened. He took a step closer to the table, his voice steady but sharp, his words cutting through the room. “Because I told them the truth. I told them about your construction scam—stealing materials from Wang projects, using kids to do the work, pocketing the profits. I told them everything.” The room froze. Madam Ann’s face went pale, her hands gripping the arms of her chair, her voice a whisper. “You… you told them?” “I did,” Gary said. His voice was calm, but there was a fire in his eyes, a rage he’d been holding back for years. “And I told them I’d ma
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Chapter 75: Nova Whitemore
John Kennedy Airport was the definition of true luxury. It was more than an airport, it was a home to air birds, public and private. Only the wealthy could afford to use that airport or even walk on those grounds. Clearly, Nora had made it big, big enough to have hired her own private jet. People could be seen driving their convoys, welcoming loved ones and perhaps, hated ones, also. It was a known fact that your greatest enemy is in your home. Gary could relate so explicitly. Finally, as soon as the clock struck 12:15 pm, the convoy came to a halt. Gary stepped out of the car and was about to walk away when Enrique stopped him. “Hey, where the fuck are you going? Come open the door for me and don’t walk away like you are someone important.” Gary paused, and then he smiled. He then turned back and walked back to the Black Sedan, to the passenger seat at the back where Enrique was seated like Randy Watson from Coming to America. Gary knocked on the window, and then Enrique wou
Chapter 74: A Feat For The Fit
We still have to show the loser some respect. Anyways, you have my approval. You may go ahead, open a restaurant in Lancaster's name, give it a nice brand name, and keep Gary in charge of the chefs. I am sure with his lucky charm, Gary will make the business blow up, somehow. Who knows, he may be a god or something...” Everyone laughed hysterically. The thought of Gary being anything more than a loser and a live-in son-in-law was like trying to picture things from a 5D perspective or an alternate reality. Even in another reality, they all believed Gary was a nobody. Turning to Evelyn, who was not laughing, “if you can source the funds yourself, find a nice location and make the business something remarkable, Evelyn, I promise to make you Manager of the entire restaurant, all income entering into your account directly.” “And if I fail?” “You won’t fail, Evelyn.” Gary from his cold, dark corner spat darkly. “Oh shut up asshole. How dare you intrude on family business? You should
Chapter 73: The Queen's King -A Servant
The Lancaster family reclined at the table to have breakfast and pray to Buddha, their usual ritual. Evelyn fought hard to keep her eyes off Gary, who was seated at his usual spot, the corner of the dining room, where he would sit on a small seat to eat his meal. “You know, Gary is a really good cook,” Evelyn said out loud. “He never fails to impress me. I’m thinking, instead of staying at home all day doing nothing, we could set up a business for him under our name so he can attract huge clients.” Everyone stopped eating to look at Evelyn, whose face was more radiant than it had been for a long, long time. “I mean, we should open a restaurant and make him manager. He would be able to get himself busy and take care of his grandmother. With the recent $450 contract, we are attracting so many clients and partners. They would definitely want to try the Lancaster’s restaurant. Gary would be putting his skill to use.” The dining was quiet. Even Gary had his food stuck halfway down his
Chapter 72: Bǎohù zhě
“Gary, wait!” she said softly, her voice trembling now. “I know I’ve hurt you. But this… this isn’t about some hidden wealth or status or making some rich guy fall to your feet. I don’t care about the money. It’s you. You’ve always been the one I wanted. I… I just didn’t realize what I had until it was too late.” Her eyes glistened as she stepped closer, her words growing more desperate. “I’m sorry, Gary. Truly sorry.” For a moment, it seemed like the world had paused. Gary remained still, his back to her, contemplating her words. He had never truly let her in, even when they were married. And now, after everything, she was here, asking for another chance. But could he trust her again? Could he let her in, knowing the depth of the wounds she had caused? Worse still? Did she have ulterior motives? Had she found out the truth and was now using it as bait? Slowly, he turned to face her, his gaze softening just a fraction. The fire in his eyes had dimmed, but there was still an unmist
Chapter 71: Too Late To Say Sorry?
The following morning, Gary was up on time, despite having slept really late. He woke up before everyone else as usual. He cleaned the entire house and did the laundry. He had less than a week. When he would eventually leave, he would definitely miss all of… all of this. The cleaning, the cooking, the shouting. None of it was pretty, none of it was comfortable. But it was a chapter of his life he would never open again, a room he would never visit. Once he was done, he would be out of the Lancaster's house for good. He would fully be Master Wang, heir to the trillion dollar empire. Gary flipped the eggs, setting them carefully on the plates one after the other. He made the family’s favourite for breakfast. Scrambled eggs, Pineapple juice and toast. A weird combination only them enjoyed. Gary hummed gently, trying to push away the thoughts of the mysterious rung nagging behind his head. He had made a resolve the previous night not to allow some mysterious shit ruin his day or allow
Chapter 70: Truth About Love
“Mother, why did you…” Slap! “Don’t you dare! You will speak of no such nonsense to me ever again. Gary is a lucky bastard who managed to meet some wealthy guys. He is nothing but a lucky bastard and I won’t let my daughter be with a lucky bastard. I want my daughter to be with a man who buys he luck. So, tomorrow, you will go to the best hair stylist in this country and get the most pretty dress for the party and You Will Get Married To Edmond, or I’ll make sure you regret it!” Madam Ann’s voice sliced through the dining room, sharp enough to cut glass. Evelyn went quiet. Gary, pressed against the foyer wall, held his breath, his fingers brushing the ring in his pocket—cold, heavy, like it heard every word. His legs still shook from the drive, Lola’s warning ringing: “Your grandfather’s alive. That ring means he’s close.” He’d meant to slip upstairs, avoid this mess, but Madam Ann’s screams hooked him. Now he stood frozen, eavesdropping, heart thumping loud enough to give him aw
Chapter 69: Sacrifice Or Foolishness?
Gary returned back home to the Lancaster’s mansion. His legs were shaking but his mind was steady. It was probably the cold or something worse. He sat in his car, parked in the driveway, and hit his head on the steering wheel. Though strong, it gave him comfort for a moment. His grandfather was still alive? And he was still after him? Gary leaned back in the driver’s seat, his hands still gripping the wheel, the ring cold in his pocket. He was not so sure what scared him more: Whether it was the fear of being dragged to an altar and getting roasted before some useless Xue Wang god shit, or it was getting killed and kidnapped by his grandfather. Or whether it was facing his grandfather himself. The old man pulling strings from China. As he raised his head up, he sighed. What more surprises lay in store for him? First, he was a loser, a nobody. And somehow, he found out his true identity. He was the heir to some Trillion Dollar Empire. Snap! Just like that, in the blink of an eye.
Chapter 68: The Ring
Evelyn’s eyes widened, her hand over her mouth, staring at Gary like she’d never seen him before. Madam Ann’s jaw dropped, her arms unfolding, tequila glass forgotten on the table behind her. The staff—maids, a cook peering from the kitchen—froze, whispers starting. “Did you see that?” one muttered. “Guy’s got hands—where’d that come from?” Kage clutched his face, stumbling back, shock mixing with his usual sneer. “You… I knew it, you’re not just some bum,” he rasped, voice wobbly but still digging, that envelope’s promise—Find The New Heir—flashing in his head. It couldn’t be, could it? That Gary was actually the heir. “First Wolfe bows, now this? Who the hell are you, Gary?” Gary let go, stepping back, his face blank but eyes steady. “Nobody,” he said, slow, shrugging like it was nothing. “Just sick of your noise. Keep your hands off her, or I won’t stop next time.” His voice stayed low, but it carried—years of taking hits had taught him how to throw them, too. Nobody clocked
Chapter 67: Who Are You?
The following morning, Gary woke up really late. This pissed off everyone. They had tried banging on his door, but there was no response But they did not know that he returned home late at night at 4 am. Gary had a hard time sleeping as he kept observing the ring. It was… out of the world. He had tried to get information about where the ring came from, what the strange symbols engraved into the band of the ring. He had tried decoding what it meant or where it could have possibly come from, but he could not. There could be only one person who knew. His grandmother. He got up and walked into his bathroom to freshen up quickly. He had a long day. He would first drive straight to his mansion to meet his grandmother and ask her what that ring meant and if she knew anything. He dressed in his simple jeans and a faded black tee, the kind that made him look like he was still dodging rent, not running an empire. Downstairs, the house was a storm. Dishes clattered, voices snapped, someo
