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ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER A confident pauper
"Your driver almost bumped into my car, shouldn't you apologize for the damage that you almost caused?" Ansel smirked devilishly, the sun casting down on his face and making him look more hotter than he already was.Ansel recalled the moments leading up to the near-collision, and he was certain of one thing-the middle-aged man was clearly at fault. The road was divided into distinct lanes, yet the man had disregarded these boundaries, encroaching into the path of Ansel’s vehicle. His reckless driving had nearly caused damage, and Ansel was determined to make sure that the man took responsibility for his actions.The heat of the day had done nothing to cool Ansel's temper, and he felt fully justified in demanding an apology from the man.Jules clapped his hands together in an attempt to mock Ansel."If you knew who I was, you wouldn't be speaking to me as if we were equals. I owe you no apology, but maybe it’ll teach you some manners.” Ansel thought that the man must be crazy, he ha
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Grandfather pukes blood
Thora paced frantically across the room, her eyes rimmed with redness and her cheeks flushed and swollen, as if she had been crying for hours. She was torn and unable to make a decision.Standing helplessly, her gaze wavered between the phone lying on the table and her grandfather that laid motionless on the floor. With shaking hands, Thora lowered herself to her knees, her facial expression filled with anguish as she gently held her grandfather’s face in her palms. A single tear traced its way down her cheek as she leaned closer, her gaze scanning every detail of her grandfather's features."Please, stay with me grandfather, don't leave me." She patted him lightly on the cheek.Grandfather Kian struggled to catch his breath, his eyes were bulging wide open and he stared at nothing in particular.Suddenly feeling the urge to vomit, he felt a sudden force and spilled the contents from his mouth.The crimson red liquid dropped on the cold marble floor and Thora gasped in shock.Her e
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Using the acupuncture method
Grandfather Kian was stretched out on the king-sized bed, his chest rising and falling in erratic bursts. His eyes rolled back into his head, as if he were looking at the ceiling, but he seemed to see nothing in particular. Looking at the condition that he was in, it was obvious that he wouldn't be able to hold on any further."Please save my grandfather" Thora said with tears in her eyes, she couldn't take her eyes off her grandfather. Right now, Ansel was her only hope.Ansel remained silent, his focus solely on grandfather Kian. He knelt beside the bed, his fingers reaching out to feel for a pulse in the man’s thin wrist. A clear bag of fluids hung from a metal stand, connected to Kian’s hand by a thin tube.The drip was supposed to replenish the fluids in Kian’s body and bring some semblance of health back to him, but it seemed to be doing nothing at all. Ansel pulled out a medium-sized box from his bag. Inside was a collection of thin, metallic needles, arranged neatly in rows
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER The old method worked
"Whoa there, doc. What did you just say?" Ansel asked, his voice as cold as a frozen lake. He locked eyes with the doc, his gaze daring the guy to repeat himself. "I didn’t stutter. You heard me the first time," Dr Quin growled, his words sharp. "If anything happens to grandfather Kian, it’s on you. You better pull out all the strings you have to save him, or else there’ll be hell to pay. Got it?" Dr Quin responded harshly and Chris, who had already harbored a dislike for Ansel, seized the opportunity to jump in, taking advantage of the rising tension between Ansel and Doctor Quinn.The sight of the acupuncture needles only added fuel to the fire, their presence unsettling to Chris, who viewed them with distrust and skepticism."What have you done to my grandfather? Treat him! If he dies then I will lock you up in jail." Chris threatened through gritted teeth.Thora tried holding his hands to stop him from acting rashly but he pushed her away gently and instead gave Ansel a challeng
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER The hunt for herbs
Grandfather Kian spat again, his eyes blazing with fury."Go on! Ansel saved my life. You owe him gratitude and respect, regardless of what you think of him."Chris balled his fist, he seethed with anger.How could he of all people apologize to Ansel? Grandfather even wanted him to give gratitude."Grandfather, yes he saved you, we know that but...Just take a good look at him, he...he doesn't have_""What do you mean 'he doesn't have...'?" Grandfather Kian roared, his fury rising with every second that passed.Thora sensed the tension in the room and knew that it was time to intervene before things escalated further. "Grandfather," Thora began, her voice laced with concern. "Please, keep your voice down. I don't want you to worsen your condition." She turned her focus to Chris, her eyes blazing with an intensity that could rival her grandfather's. "Everyone here witnessed what Ansel did for our grandfather. He saved him, and yet you wanted to hit him? How dare you? Have you no shame?
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER At the old antique store
“Hold up! Wait for me!” Thora breathed heavily, gasping for breath as she frantically chased after Chris. Her feet tripped over the rocky path, but she kept on pushing forward, determined not to be left behind. He was walking so fast and she wasn't the type of lady that liked running in heels.Chris scoffed, hearing her footsteps behind him, he decided to slow down his walking pace a little. He was still mad at her for taking sides with Ansel and even though he tried not to show it, he was obviously angry."You almost killed me! My legs are hurting so badly" Thora said as she almost got to where he was.She tried stopping to catch her breath but her cousin didn't seem like he was going to stop.Chris continued walking even though he knew that Thora wanted him to stop.Thora’s head began to spin, her vision blurring as the blood flowed back to her leg. “Hold up, stop! I can’t keep up with you. My legs are screaming for mercy” She staggered towards a car parked on the street, leaning
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Meeting the Arlington's again
Ansel shook his head uninterestedly before turning back to look at the old blade before him.He had no interest in Clara or her family, knowing full well that they were nothing but trouble. Clara’s anger spiked as Ansel dismissed her, making her blood boil.The blatant disregard for her and the Arlington's only served to fuel her indignation, her knuckles whitening as she clenched her fists in frustration. Ansel was the reason for everything, if he hadn't told the police about Kelvin then she wouldn't have to go visit Kelvin every night in the cell.The Arlington's had taken a huge hit, and it was all because of Ansel. His actions had caused their once-thriving business to plummet to the bottom of the rankings. Companies didn't work with them anymore.Feeding was now a problem and they had to bring their precious items to sell in this little shop.It was their best bet and if they took it somewhere else, they might be chased out immediately.Mrs Arlington also stared daggers at Ans
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER They always brought trouble
Mrs Arlington froze, her gaze fixed on the expensive-looking fragments that were now scattered across the floor. The now broken plate looked like it could be really expensive and she didn't know what to do.Both Clara and Jerry were shocked, they saw what happened earlier and the situation changed within a blink of an eye.The slap intended for Ansel had missed and hit a beautiful plate.It wasn't just an ordinary plate, it had been placed inside a special thin glass.“Mom, we need to get out of here,” Clara urged, her grip on her mother’s hand tightening. “If we don’t leave now, they’re gonna make us pay for the damage.” Clara knew they didn’t have the money to cover the cost of a broken plate, let alone the potential damages if this escalated any further. She was scared, not just for herself, but for her family too. They were tight on money now and paying for this would be the greatest mistake they can ever make.Clara shot Ansel an angry glare before attempting to drag her mothe
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