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ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Welcome back home
After logging out of his account, Ansel immediately dialed Anthony's number.He ordered him to bring his car to the Castillo mansion.Ansel abruptly ended the call before snatching a pen and ripping a sheet from a notebook.He immediately wrote some words down and folded it into a neat square.Ansel cast one last look at his phone before setting it down on the table and walking out of the room, making sure to leave the door unlocked behind him.He couldn't take a public phone to the Luther's villa.And so he decided to get a new phone which wasn't trackable.Ansel got to the living room, the housekeeper was still arranging the room."I need you to give this to my wife, tell her I won't stay too long." He handed the housekeeper the paper and then left without bothering to explain to the woman who had a confused expression on her face.It didn't take long for the car to arrive.Ansel opened the door of the backseat and sat down inside.The Luther's mansion was in another city and it wo
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER I will heal her
"Honey comb" Ansel said in almost a whisper.His body moved on its own will and he saw himself walking towards her.Her illness had accentuated her petite frame, making her seem smaller and more delicate than he remembered."Grandfather" Ansel said as he saw his grandfather stare at him.His eyes held so many words. Ansel knew it was just as hard as it was for him to see her suffer.Ansel pulled them both in for a hug.He heard her whimper softly and he immediately realized that he might be hurting her.Ansel was just about to initiate a conversation with his sister, opening his mouth to speak and expecting a response, when a sudden realization struck him.The debilitating effects of her illness had tragically taken away her ability to speak.He gave her a warm smile and pinched her cheeks gently before helping her rest on her bed.He didn't need anyone to tell him that she was in a lot of pain. Ansel knew he had to do something to make her feel better.He immediately searched his ba
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER He is a thief, Doctor!
The following morning, Ansel returned to the Castillo group building without hesitation, having completed the task of delivering the drugs to Anthony.Ansel felt his eyes grow heavy, his lids fluttering as he surrendered to yet another yawn. The deep shuddering breaths that followed showed that his body was screaming for rest.The previous night's marathon session of concocting pain-relieving remedies had consumed him so completely that the concept of rest seemed like a distant memory.He was so bent on creating drugs for his little honeycomb that sleep vanished from his eyes.Ansel's body felt like it was on the verge of shattering into a thousand fragments, as if the sheer force of his exhaustion might splinter him into pieces at any moment.At one point, Ansel attempted to stretch his weary body, hoping to loosen the stiffness that had taken hold of his limbs, but no matter how hard he tried, his muscles remained stubbornly rigid.Some of the workers who were passing by gave him we
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Giving him treatments
Ansel turned around to face Smith, whose eyes were wide with a startled expression. He saw the door moving back and forth and then realized that Smith had just gotten back from the bathroom."Not a thief, just a victim of circumstance," Ansel clarified, his voice relaxed. "Give me a hand treating his injuries."Smith didn't budge, his eyes fixed on the scene before him with a mix of fear and uncertainty.He was still terrified of the man who laid on the sick bed.When he heard the commotion earlier, he immediately ran to the bathroom to save himself.Only when the chaos subsided and an unsettling silence fell did Smith cautiously emerge from the bathroom.Smith's eyes narrowed in doubt. "You're sure he's not here to steal?" he asked, his voice laced with suspicion. As he drew closer, his gaze fell upon the man's bruised and swollen face, and he felt a shiver run down his spine, his throat constricting in response.Ansel's anger flared up once more, his voice trembling with indignatio
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Let me feast my eyes!
Ansel didn't bother because he was certain she'd be alone in the office at this hour. He knew her schedule all too well, and the familiarity gave him a sense of comfort"Don't come in_" Thora's warning died on her lips as she saw him standing there, her voice trapped in her throat like a caught breath.She clutched her shirt to her chest, her face burning with embarrassment as she turned to face the wall, trying to hide her disheveled state.Ansel had no reaction, he could only wonder why his wife was half naked.He searched everywhere to see if he would find another man but there was no one else in the office."Why are you naked, wifey?" Ansel asked as he took his seat.He found it cute that his wife was facing the wall and trying her best not to look at him.Ansel chuckled lightly and Thora seemed to find it annoying.She frowned deeply and then hissed.The only reason why she was naked was because her top got stained with coffee and she was just about to change into a different one
ANSEL LUTHER'S RISE TO POWER Back to the medical department
In the medical department, Ansel was still upset about what his wife had said to him earlier. He couldn't shake off his anger.Did she actually feel embarrassed to be seen with him in public?He gazed at his reflection, his eyes automatically scanning for any imperfections.Satisfied with his reflection, he flexed his muscles, admiring himself, and couldn't understand why Thora wasn't swooning over him like others usually did.This was the woman his grandfather wanted him to marry, but she didn't seem to be treating him like the husband he truly was.Ansel sighed deeply before making up his mind to stay as far away as he could from Thora.He decided that he wasn't going to force her to love him.And with that thought, Ansel walked into the medical room.The man who had been vomiting earlier was now watching some videos on his phone with Smith, his face shining brightly.The color on his skin seemed to have returned, and Ansel couldn't help but feel proud of himself.He decided to take
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
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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
