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ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER The wedding day
The day of the wedding celebration arrived and Ansel was seen walking into the hall.Gasps and whispers filled the room as they noticed no one other than Ansel.Many wondered what he was doing at his ex-wife's wedding.Shouldn't he be finding himself a job or getting something to do with his life?Clara and Kelvin were the most surprised, they stared at him as if- given the chance to shoot him then they would."What is this dimwit doing on the day I ought to be happy?" Clara said with gritted teeth while plastering a fake smile on her face.To the public, she appeared like she didn't even notice he was around, but the truth was that her blood boiled with anger as she saw him take a seat in the corner."He must have come to beg us. Take a look at him, what else could he be here for?" Kelvin said as a matter of fact.It was time to walk to the altar and so Kelvin held Clara's hand in his, squeezing it gently with affection.They walked slowly and everyone envied their love, thinking tha
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER A gift for the couple
As the audience erupted in thunderous applause, Clara allowed a smirk of triumph to spread across her features. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, a self-satisfied smirk gracing her features. Clara took a step forward, her mischievous grin widening as her gaze fell upon Ansel. She leaned in, bringing her face inches from Kelvin’s. With a sly wink, she turned her focus back to Ansel, a wicked glint in her eyes as she watched him clap along with the rest of the audience. After successfully talking down on him and making him take the blame, she had expected him to hide his head in shame, but surprisingly, he wasn't doing that.Her lips curved downward a little as she saw him wink back at her, his eyes flashing with mischief.Clara wasn't expecting him to be this calm after all she had said. No matter what she did, her ex-husband didn't seem to give her the satisfaction that she wanted."Ahem" Clara heard Ansel clear his throat, his hands up in the air, as if trying to calm t
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Do you like it Clara?
Ansel's grin was more of a smirk, his hazel eyes glistening with mischief. His voice had a husky quality as he offered up the gift box, his words challenging. "This is my little gift to you," he said, chuckling. "Open it, if you think you can handle it." His jaw was set, the muscles of his arm tense as he held the box steady.Clara gave him a suspicious look, she was a little reluctant at first but she soon accepted it, thinking to herself that he must be playing some kind of games with them.Her hands skillfully unlocked the little box and a little red button came into view.Clara’s grip on the gift box relaxed, releasing a breath that she hadn’t even realized she’d been holding. Her chest rose and fell with the slow, steady rhythm of her breathing. She turned to Ansel with a mix of dissatisfaction and disgust showing on her face."I always knew you had no usefulness." Clara was about to throw the red button on the ground when she felt him hold her wrist with a tight grip.Kelvin,
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Accused
"Who are these men?""I think they are the police ""What is the problem again?"The guest whispered amongst themselves, eyeing the men as they walked past.It took them only a split second to realize who the leader was—none other than Captain Samuel Graham. Their facial expressions mixed with shock and surprise as their eyes widened with recognition. Graham’s presence was totally unexpected. It was an unanticipated development that left them uncertain of what was to come.Captain Samuel Graham was known for his discretion and his judicious use of his authority, only making appearances when the situation warranted it. Kelvin's face lit up as he saw the officers, thinking that one of the guests must have reported Ansel to the police.He knew who Samuel Graham was, who wouldn't know him?Samuel was very popular and even a child would recognize him at first glance.Kelvin knew that it was time to teach Ansel a lesson. He patted Clara on her shoulder and then walked to meet the officers
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Arrested
Clara's voice caught in her throat as she watched, helpless, as the policemen tightened their grip on Kelvin, who thrashed and struggled against their hold. "Wait, please!" she pleaded, her words filled with disbelief. "This is just a misunderstanding. I'm sure of it!" she stammered, her breath catching as the scene before her unfolded in slow motion. As Clara saw them take Kelvin away, the pain was too much to bear. Tears began to flow down her cheeks as she watched her husband being dragged away. She couldn't believe it, and it felt like her world was falling apart.Getting back her senses, she ran to Captain Samuel's side and fell down on her knees.She couldn't afford to face this shame, especially not in front of Ansel."Please don't do this to me. I just got married to the man of my dreams. You can't take him away from me so soon." Her hands clutched her cheeks as she wailed like a child.Samuel stopped himself from kicking the blonde haired woman away, he realized that she wa
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Evidence
With trembling fingers, Clara flipped through the documents, her eyes widening in horror with each turn of the page. Her throat went dry as she struggled to swallow the hard lump that had formed, unable to believe what she was seeing.Each word she read was like a punch to the gut.The big red stamp on the document showed that it was indeed real and none of the details on the paper were fake.Tears welled up in her eyes and she felt a chill run down her spine.It was written on the documents that Kelvin was indeed a criminal.Was this why he had hidden his personal affairs from her?Her life was ruined and her hands instinctively traveled to her stomach.Clara's discovery was like a punch in the gut. She had been completely blindsided by the truth that Kelvin only cared about her money. What about their unborn child? Didn't he care about that?A tear of regret escaped her eyes and she found it hard to breathe. Her whole body felt like lead and she feared to turn or move.She didn't
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Confrontation
Ansel’s whistle grew louder as he approached the gleaming Bugatti Veyron, its metallic body reflecting the sun’s rays like a million tiny diamonds. The car’s lustrous surface, aggressive lines and powerful presence commanded respect and admiration, drawing eyes from all around. Ansel casually threw the small bag in his hand, not caring much about it. As he walked, he silently chuckled to himself, like a guy who didn’t have a care in the world.The look on their faces was something he would never forget.Who could have thought that the Arlington's would one day get on their knees?Those were the people that always pressured Clara to divorce him.Calling him a useless and a good-for-nothing son-in-law.Even though he had tried to please them in the past, they made their hatred for him obvious and didn't bother to hide it.It was one of the reasons why he and Clara decided to move into their own apartments.Life was going great at first, but not until she changed and became a different
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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
