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ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER The rooftop
As Ansel walked, his mind kept drifting back to the blood he had consumed. He couldn't understand why it hadn't had any effect on him. Lost in thought, he wandered aimlessly, unsure of his destination. Eventually, he decided to explore the outsides of the building and see what activities were taking place.The parking lot was packed with rows of sedans, SUVs, and luxury cars, each having the familiar company sticker and parking permits that identified their owners as building employees.Castillo Group's reputation for offering generous salaries was well-known, and it showed in the luxury cars that filled the parking lot—sleek sedans, high-end SUVs, and premium sports cars that gleamed in the light.As he strolled, a sudden buzz in his pocket broke the silence.Reaching his hands into his pocket, he brought his phone out to check what the buzzing noise was all about.In the end, he realized that the buzzing was coming from an alarm he had set hours earlier specifically to remind him t
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Unfortunate accident
Ansel immediately realized what was going on but it was too late.Without hesitation, he gripped the edge of the building, his free hand holding his phone as he prepared to carry out his next move.Ansel avoided looking down at the dizzying drop below, terrified by the realization that the Castillo Group building was one of the tallest in the city and his chances of survival were slim to none.It wasn't long before passersby began to notice the precarious figure on the edge of the roof, their attention drawn to the dangling human as whispers and murmurs spread among the gathered crowd.The sight of the dangling figure sent shockwaves through the street, with cars screeching to a halt and pedestrians frozen in fear, eyes fixated on the petrifying scene unfolding above them."Is that Spider-Man?" a young boy wondered aloud, his eyes wide with curiosity as he gawked at Ansel. His mother, however, swiftly yanked him away from the sight.Rather than dialing the emergency number, some broug
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Healing Cultivation system activated
[Healing Cultivation System fully activated][Congratulations Ansel Luther, you have been granted the full powers of the system.][Healing process has just begun][Restoring health back to normal]Ansel stared at the screen in front of him, wondering why it was a bit different from the virtual screen he had always seen.He immediately remembered that he had just jumped from the Castillo group.Was he in heaven?Ansel rose from his bed and strode towards the mirror, his gaze scanning over his body in the reflection. To his surprise, his body was looking way too normal than usual.A fall from a building as high as that should have taken his life but why was he very much alive?Ansel had no explanation for what was going on.[Healing points : 70/10][Host will be restored to full condition soon]Ansel laughed bitterly, he was speechless.A system? "Hello," Ansel said out loud.If his virtual screen hadn't weirded him out then this new system feature certainly did.Ansel could only star
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Back to the Castillo mansion: 1
When Thora saw him stare at her like she was some type of toy, she turned her head to the side.Ansel had a way of making her short of words.She wanted to scold him further but decided not to.A few minutes of silence passed and Thora turned to look at him with a sigh, bearing a small lunch box. "This is for you," she said softly. "The doctor said this will help you feel better. And your internal injuries seem to be healing quickly. That's good news." Ansel gratefully accepted the container and opened it to find chicken soup.He gazed up to find Thora already beginning to leave the room. "Wait, aren't you going to feed me?" he asked, his question filled with humor.Thora shook her head with a small grin. "You don't look like you need an extra hand," she said, amusement lacing her words. Then, she turned and left the room, leaving Ansel to his chicken soup.Ansel reached for the soup and began to sip from the container, savoring the warm broth and the tender chicken. He assumed that t
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Back to the Castillo mansion: 2
"I will help you to your room " Thora said in almost a whisper. Sliding her hands into his arms, she gave him a little support even though it was obvious that he didn't need any.Ansel didn't have any problems with it either, Instead he rested his weight on her and winced pretentiously.As they walked, he let out a pained gasp, his step faltering mid-stride. "My chest hurts so bad," he gasped, the words spilling from his lips in a breathless rush. "I'll call the doctor right away," Thora replied in a panicked rush, her features contorting with worry. "Stay right here, I'll be back with my phone. The painkillers must not be working anymore." "A doctor?" Ansel said with one eye closed, when he saw Thora's worried look, he winced again, his hands clutching his chest."I am a doctor and I will feel perfectly fine the moment I take a hot shower." Ansel added with a soft gasp which escaped his lips.Her hands which were holding him slipped away slowly. If he wasn't feeling ill then she wo
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Back to the Castillo mansion: 3
Ansel's eyes fluttered open the next morning.He woke up feeling weaker than he had the day before, a yawn escaping his lips as he scanned the room for his phone.His body felt heavy and sluggish, as if it had yet to catch up with the events of the previous day.Still not quite alert, Ansel stretched out his arm in a lazy gesture, reaching towards the bedside table in a search for his phone. His hands touched nothing but air.Ansel sprang up from the bed, his eyes scanning everywhere.Realization hit him and he immediately realized that he was in his wife's room.When Ansel's gaze landed on the time, his pupils dilated upon seeing that it was 12pm in the afternoon.Ansel made his way to the bathroom, his steps sluggish. He splashed some water on his face at the sink, trying to wake himself up and shake off the grogginess of sleep.A red bottle was sitting on the shelf and he picked it up.When Ansel perceived the scent, he found it extremely pleasing to the nostrils.Ansel then chang
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Back to the Castillo mansion: 4
Granduncle burst into laughter, there was no way he was going to allow Ansel handle any of the preparations.Grandfather Kian would be back in a few days and all Ansel could do was ruin the party.Granduncle scoffed loudly, his eyes narrowing. "You don't know what you are saying kid. Go on and treat yourself. You need to rest."Ansel didn't argue, he went ahead to pick up the long list of things which they needed.It was a really long list and it was obvious that they needed more than they could afford.Would grandfather Kian be happy if they celebrated his return massively?Ansel finally understood why he wanted an elaborate welcoming party.A lot of people would use the opportunity to make friends with the Castillo's and try to create some partnership with them in the business world."I will take care of the preparations if you allow me." Ansel stated clearly, eagerly waiting for their reply.Grandaunt was the first one to speak this time. "It will cost us a fortune and you can't ev
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Back to the Castillo mansion: 5
"Mira, you are home, wel__"Before Ansel could finish what he was saying, Mira's arms were already wrapped around his in a tight hug.After holding Ansel for what felt like an eternity, Mira gradually loosened her grip, her arms unwrapping from his as she stepped back. "First of all, big brother in law, I've got a lot to discuss with you. But before that, why the hell is your room a disaster zone?" Mira inquired with evident curiosity, only to be met with a startling realization. "Oh my God, did you sleep with my sister?" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in shock.Ansel quickly shook his head in denial, not expecting the sudden accusation. With a nervous hand, Ansel scratched his head as he searched for the right words to explain. Indeed, his room was looking like a mess and he never got the chance to clean it before she unexpectedly arrived."You see, there was a cockroach lurking about, and I was in the middle of hunting it down before you barged in like a bulldozer," Ansel grumb
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"Have you forgotten the past so soon?"
"Father-in-law Luther," the older man’s voice cracked. He stood a few feet away with his shoulders slouched, looking smaller than anyone had ever seen him. "I wish... I wish I could bring her back, I really do. But I can’t. I know that now. It's all my fault and i apologize for my past mistakes." His eyes darted from grandfather Luther to Ansel. "Please, just let me prove I’m sorry. I want to be part of this family again. We need to live together as one. I want to be with my children again."The memories came flooding back for him. He remembered the day he had pushed his family out, standing there with his new wife and acting like he had won. He had believed he had everything under control, that with Ansel’s mother’s wealth, he could live a life of luxury. It was only now that he realized how much he had truly lost.If he had been patient enough, he would have gotten to find out that grandfather was a rich man. Even the car behind grandfather cost almost a hundred million dollars.M
Sobs
Ansel stepped out of the courthouse, the cool breeze of early morning ruffling his hair. The property that rightfully belonged to his mother was finally his again.He could still hear the judge’s voice echoing in his head in a calm but authoritative tone, “The court rules in favor of Ansel Luther, granting him full ownership of the property.”His lawyer had done exactly what Ansel had hired him for. No surprises there. With a lawyer of his caliber, victories like this were highly expected.But the image that stuck with Ansel the most was his stepmother’s face as the verdict was announced. She had fought hard to keep what didn’t belong to her, using every underhanded trick in the book, but now it was over.Another thing that was satisfying, though, was watching his father and stepmother's faces as reality hit them.As Ansel approached the garage, a sly grin tugged at the corner of his lips. He could still see the look of shock and outrage on his father’s face, too. His father's su
Courtroom
The morning sun passed through the tall windows of the courthouse, casting long shadows across the polished floor.Ansel stepped through the door, his polished shoes clicking softly as he walked down the aisle toward the front of the courtroom. He had chosen his outfit carefully, a tailored suit, crisp white shirt, and a dark tie that made him look every bit the man he had grown to become.As soon as he entered, heads turned, including those of his father and stepmother, who were seated across the room.His stepmother's brows furrowed when she saw him, her lips pursing in disapproval. Ansel didn’t acknowledge them. Instead, he walked toward the plaintiff’s seat with a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. The kind of smirk that said he had been waiting for this moment. His father, seated a few rows behind the defense table, leaned over to whisper something to his wife. He noticed how his stepmother hissed under her breath, clearly displeased.‘They think I spent my last
Kool Kat Klub
In front of the bar, two bulky bodyguards stood with arms crossed, their eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of trouble. The KKK(Kool kat Klub) Bar had a reputation, and they were there to make sure the wrong kind of people didn’t get in without paying for access.Ansel walked up to the door, handed one of the guards a few bills, and received a curt nod in return. They stepped aside, letting him through without a word. He pushed open the heavy door and stepped inside.The place was exactly as it was rumoured to be. The lights were dim, casting a reddish glow over the room.Music pumped through the speakers, loud enough to make his chest vibrate. Girls in skimpy outfits danced on platforms, their movements drawing the attention of the men partying below with drinks in hand and their laughter filling the air.Ansel wasn’t here for the party. He was here for Kael.He scanned the room, his eyes moving quickly from face to face. Kael had a habit of showing up in his bar.Ansel came pre
Kael’s illegal operations
The group of men rounded the corner, dragging a bulky, heavy-looking bag between them.Ansel’s instincts kicked in the moment he caught sight of them. The stench of powder still lingered in the air from earlier, and it wasn’t hard to piece it all together. This wasn’t cleaning equipment…it was something far more sinister.The men faltered when they saw him and the guy he’d pinned just moments ago, still on his knees and visibly rattled. Their steps slowed, unsure of what they’d just walked into.Ansel loosened his grip on the man he was holding and pushed him aside, stepping forward toward the group. His eyes flicked to the bag they were carrying.“What’s in the bag?” His voice was steady, calm, but his gaze locked onto their faces, looking for any hint of a lie.The man on the floor stammered again, “It’s… it’s just cleaning stuff, I swear.”Ansel sneered, his patience wearing thin. He wasn’t in the mood for more nonsense. He moved closer, his presence alone enough to make them twitc
Visiting the warehouse
★★★On their way back, they passed by the MPK building, its towering structure silhouetted against the darkening sky.The government rewards were secured in his bag. Most notably, the key to the advanced medical equipment he had been given. Ansel leaned back in the car seat, his eyes distant as he recalled his stepmother’s chilling words about his sister.He clenched his fists. But now wasn’t the time to dwell on it. There were more pressing matters at hand.“Anthony,” Ansel said, his voice breaking the silence, “Take me to Grove Street. I need to check on something at the warehouse.”Anthony glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “Are you sure? It’s pretty late.”Ansel nodded, his gaze still fixed out the window. “I won’t be long. Just need to make sure everything’s in place.”It was already late at night, and the streets were quiet. The city’s usual noise had died down, and the dim street lights cast long shadows on the empty roads. They made their way through the dark streets
He has changed.
Ansel’s father’s mocking words echoed in his mind, pulling him into old wounds, but the sharp sound of heels hitting the cold marble floor snapped him out of it. He didn’t need to look up to know who was approaching—his stepmother’s presence was always announced by the clinking of her flashy jewelry.She strode into the room with her head held high, diamonds glinting at her neck, wrists, and ears. Ansel didn’t move. His face hardened as she came closer.“Well, well,” she said with a voice laced with false sweetness. “Look who’s back. Here to ask for money again, Ansel?”Ansel slowly looked her over, a cold sneer twisting his lips. His eyes locked on the woman who had torn his family apart so many years ago, the woman who had driven a wedge between his parents, ultimately destroying the family. He felt that familiar surge of anger rising, but he kept his voice level.“Keep. My. Name. Out. Of. Your. Mouth,” he said sharply, his words cutting through the air.His stepmother didn’t flinch
Two impossible options
Ansel checked the time on his watch. Two hours until the office closed, and the medical department was peaceful. No patients needed attention.At the end of the street, Anthony waited in the car. Ansel's expression was tight, and Anthony noticed that the young master didn't seem to be in a good mood today.He climbed into the car, shutting the door a bit harder than necessary."Is everything alright, Young master Ansel?" Anthony asked, glancing at Ansel in the rearview mirror.Ansel shook his head. The message from his assistant was still flashing before his eyes. His father, who had abandoned him and his mother years ago, was planning to sell her company. The same company he had taken from her before she passed away.Ansel could hardly believe that his father would dare to do that.But what was he expecting from a man who resulted in dirty tricks to get what he wanted?Anger boiled in Ansel's chest. He suddenly remembered his mother's tears, her desperation as his father's underhande
When things get heated
“Divorce?” Thora’s voice dripped with disbelief. “Who do you think you are, telling me what to do?”Claire’s nostrils flared as anger surged through her, and in a swift motion, she grabbed the glass cup sitting on the table and slammed it down. The glass shattered against the floor with a loud crash, shards scattering everywhere. It wasn’t until she heard the satisfying sound of the glass breaking that her anger felt even remotely manageable. She turned back toward Ansel, a sneer on her face, and then shifted her glare toward Thora.“I’m not blind. I can see clearly that he’s nothing but a stain on our family!” Claire spat out."Our family?" Thora corrected calmly.The sight of the broken shards of glass scattered on the floor infuriated her but she managed to maintain her cool."You can leave my office now, Claire. I have important matters to attend to."Claire felt like she had just heard the most insulting words of her life.She stammered as she tried to come up with a reply."Are
