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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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 47: Teach Him A Lesson
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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 48: Lessons Learned The Hard Way
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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 49: A Man Called Revenge
“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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 50: A Timely Reminder
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
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 51: Commotion At Titan Forge
“What is the problem, Mom?” Gary asked hastily, hearing his mother sceaming from the other end of the phone. Yelling at someone or something, he wasn’t sure. She was a yeller, if that’s a word. “Get your ass down here, Gary. I can’t get hold of either Williams or Donald and these fucking people won’t let me in!” Madam Ann roared. “Which people?” “I am at Titan Forge!” she snapped, her voice sharp enough to cut glass. “You know, the big dogs in this city! I’m here to talk business, and these idiots at the gate are acting like I’m some nobody! Get over here now!” Gary rubbed his temple, phone pressed to his ear, already feeling the headache coming. Titan Forge—damn, she picked the worst spot to flex. The biggest construction and materials empire in the city, maybe the whole damn country. Run by Harrison Wolfe, a guy who’d chew nails and spit bullets, and his right-hand psycho, Victor “Razor” Slade. Those two didn’t mess around, and Madam Ann had no clue what she was stepping into.
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 52: "Shut Up, Loser!"
Gary was used to the slap. He was used to getting slapped, even in public. But he genuinely didn’t want to see Madam Ann get hurt or any of those people at all. Despite being an alpha male who exerted cold-hearted revenge on his enemies, Gary cared so much about people. But if they couldn’t see it, he let them suffer the repercussions of their stubbornness. So, he yelled, “Everyone, please listen to what I have to say.” As soon as his voice was heard, everyone turned to look at him. At this point, they were interested in anything anyone had to say. They needed a saviour. Seeing Gary, his dressing, his appearance—they doubted if he had some real solutions to their problems. But they still gave it a shot. His beat-up jacket hung loose, his shirt wrinkled from yesterday, hair a mess like he’d just rolled out of bed. He didn’t look like money or power—just some guy off the street, same as them. No, way worse than them. “Listen,” Gary said, voice loud but steady, cutting through the sh
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 53: Silence Is The Best Answer To A Bunch Of Fools!
The guard smirked, arms still crossed. “No card, no dice, lady. Keep it up—makes my day watching you flop.” he seemed to enjoy ravishing in his power. The crowd erupted again—shouts, curses, fists waving. Someone chucked a water bottle, and it bounced off the gate, splashing Gary’s shoes. He wiped his face, calm as ever, but inside, he was done warning. They wanted to rant? Fine. He’d let ‘em crash and burn. He took a breath, voice steady but loud enough to carry. “Mom, I’m telling you one more time—stop this. You’re kicking a hornet’s nest. Harrison Wolfe don’t mess around, and he’s got no love for the Lancasters. You took his project, and he’s pissed. We need to go home, get an invite card, and—” “Invite card?” she laughed, a nasty, guttural sound. “I don’t need no damn card, you idiot! I’m Madam Ann Lancaster, the Sun Group project manager! Wang Empire’s got my back now! Wolfe’s gonna kiss my ass when he hears my offer—materials for his next big build! These guards are just too
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Chapter 53: Silence Is The Best Answer To A Bunch Of Fools!
The guard smirked, arms still crossed. “No card, no dice, lady. Keep it up—makes my day watching you flop.” he seemed to enjoy ravishing in his power. The crowd erupted again—shouts, curses, fists waving. Someone chucked a water bottle, and it bounced off the gate, splashing Gary’s shoes. He wiped his face, calm as ever, but inside, he was done warning. They wanted to rant? Fine. He’d let ‘em crash and burn. He took a breath, voice steady but loud enough to carry. “Mom, I’m telling you one more time—stop this. You’re kicking a hornet’s nest. Harrison Wolfe don’t mess around, and he’s got no love for the Lancasters. You took his project, and he’s pissed. We need to go home, get an invite card, and—” “Invite card?” she laughed, a nasty, guttural sound. “I don’t need no damn card, you idiot! I’m Madam Ann Lancaster, the Sun Group project manager! Wang Empire’s got my back now! Wolfe’s gonna kiss my ass when he hears my offer—materials for his next big build! These guards are just too
Chapter 52: "Shut Up, Loser!"
Gary was used to the slap. He was used to getting slapped, even in public. But he genuinely didn’t want to see Madam Ann get hurt or any of those people at all. Despite being an alpha male who exerted cold-hearted revenge on his enemies, Gary cared so much about people. But if they couldn’t see it, he let them suffer the repercussions of their stubbornness. So, he yelled, “Everyone, please listen to what I have to say.” As soon as his voice was heard, everyone turned to look at him. At this point, they were interested in anything anyone had to say. They needed a saviour. Seeing Gary, his dressing, his appearance—they doubted if he had some real solutions to their problems. But they still gave it a shot. His beat-up jacket hung loose, his shirt wrinkled from yesterday, hair a mess like he’d just rolled out of bed. He didn’t look like money or power—just some guy off the street, same as them. No, way worse than them. “Listen,” Gary said, voice loud but steady, cutting through the sh
Chapter 51: Commotion At Titan Forge
“What is the problem, Mom?” Gary asked hastily, hearing his mother sceaming from the other end of the phone. Yelling at someone or something, he wasn’t sure. She was a yeller, if that’s a word. “Get your ass down here, Gary. I can’t get hold of either Williams or Donald and these fucking people won’t let me in!” Madam Ann roared. “Which people?” “I am at Titan Forge!” she snapped, her voice sharp enough to cut glass. “You know, the big dogs in this city! I’m here to talk business, and these idiots at the gate are acting like I’m some nobody! Get over here now!” Gary rubbed his temple, phone pressed to his ear, already feeling the headache coming. Titan Forge—damn, she picked the worst spot to flex. The biggest construction and materials empire in the city, maybe the whole damn country. Run by Harrison Wolfe, a guy who’d chew nails and spit bullets, and his right-hand psycho, Victor “Razor” Slade. Those two didn’t mess around, and Madam Ann had no clue what she was stepping into.
Chapter 50: A Timely Reminder
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
Chapter 49: A Man Called Revenge
“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 48: Lessons Learned The Hard Way
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 47: Teach Him A Lesson
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 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
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
