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A Man Called Revenge Chapter 39: Enrique Learns A Lesson
“Well, mother,” he began. “It seems everyone has forgotten, but I understand. I will remind you. We had a deal. I have done my part. Now, it is time to do yours. First of all, Enrique has to go on his knees as said and call me sir, five times. Then, we drive to Times Square, and he strips naked and screams the very words he said, ‘Gary is my master, and I am his slave! Then, as promised, I will be made CEO of your company, and lastly, my grandmother’s hospital bills will be paid.” Madam Ann’s legs shook again. She had made foolish promises and stupid deals. “Oh dear, Gary, of course you will be made CEO of my company as agreed. But as a reward for your bravery, I will announce you as CEO during the big event. I mean, Wang is your surname too, what a coincidence, right? And as for your grandmother, yes, Gary. I will process the check immediately after the inauguration, okay?” Gary smiled within. “And Enrique?” “No, no… no, mom, don’t look at me that way. There is no fucking way I
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 40: Evelyn
The next morning was nothing short of bliss for Madam Ann. Her face was all smiles. Her well-kept office was a reflection of the joy in her soul. Normally, her office was always tidy and neatly arranged, thanks to Gary and the other house maids. But today was different; of course, it had to be. There was a soft knock on her glass door. It was Gary. “Come in,” she invited softly. Gary was holding her cup of tea as usual. He would bring it to her office every morning. It was a good thing she worked from home. But also a bad thing because all those years, Gary would be subjected to forced labour. As Gary dropped her tea, he shook his head. On this very table, every single cursed day, this witch of a woman would always thank him with a slap. ‘Too hot’ ‘Too cold’ ‘You are late’. Gary chuckled inwardly as he reminisced; all those years were hell for him. Regardless, he never ran away. He was willing to do everything for his mother and for his wife. But this insane woman ordered his
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 41: Love Or Greed?
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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 42: The Inauguration
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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 43: Madam Ann, A Deal Breaker And Soul Crusher
“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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 44: Madam Ann, The Devil's Wife
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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 45: Teach Them A Lesson
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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 46: Felix; A Man Or A Peacock?
“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
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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
Chapter 66: Your Grandfather
Gary flinched, standing fast, wiping it off with his sleeve as Calvin’s cracked lips parted. “Tāmen yào lái zhuā nǐ,” he rasped, voice low and jagged, Chinese words tumbling out like a curse. “Nǐ táo bù diào, xiǎo yáng.” Then he went quiet, head dropping again, a smirk twitching on his bloody mouth. Gary froze, the spit still stinging his skin, his mind racing. It was disgusting. But Gary did not charge. Instead, one of the security guards rasied the end of his gun and smashed Calvin at the back of head. How dare he spit on Master Wang’s face?!” “What’d he say?” Gary asked, turning to Serena, who’d gone pale, her hands fidgeting. One of the guards—a wiry guy with a buzz cut—spoke up, hesitant. “Uh, sir, I know a little Mandarin from my cousin. Think he said… ‘They’re coming for you. You can’t escape, lamb.’ Like, sacrificial lamb, you know?” The guard shifted, uneasy, glancing at Calvin like he might sprout fangs. “Lamb?” Gary muttered, a cold knot twisting in his gut. He looke
Chapter 65: Calvin
Gary flinched, standing fast, wiping it off with his sleeve as Calvin’s cracked lips parted. “Tāmen yào lái zhuā nǐ,” he rasped, voice low and jagged, Chinese words tumbling out like a curse. “Nǐ táo bù diào, xiǎo yáng.” Then he went quiet, head dropping again, a smirk twitching on his bloody mouth. Gary froze, the spit still stinging his skin, his mind racing. It was disgusting. But Gary did not charge. Instead, one of the security guards rasied the end of his gun and smashed Calvin at the back of head. How dare he spit on Master Wang’s face?!” “What’d he say?” Gary asked, turning to Serena, who’d gone pale, her hands fidgeting. One of the guards—a wiry guy with a buzz cut—spoke up, hesitant. “Uh, sir, I know a little Mandarin from my cousin. Think he said… ‘They’re coming for you. You can’t escape, lamb.’ Like, sacrificial lamb, you know?” The guard shifted, uneasy, glancing at Calvin like he might sprout fangs. “Lamb?” Gary muttered, a cold knot twisting in his gut. He looke
