2024-09-05 18:05:33The crowd outside the gate was restless, their eyes glued to the scene unfolding inside, eager for more drama.
"Isn’t that the Odias’ disgrace of a son-in-law?" "Yeah, I heard he went to prison for trying to assault his sister-in-law." "What’s that ex-convict doing here?" "Probably came to cause trouble. Those kinds never change." "Look at him standing there—he thinks he can do anything?" Adam could hear every word, each insult cutting into him like a razor. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked. The crowd’s sneers were nothing new, but the shame burned all the same. "Why are you here, Adam?" Racheal hissed, her eyes sharp and unforgiving. "What do you want from us?" Adam’s expression darkened. "I've already told you. this is my company." "You’ve got some nerve showing your face here after everything," Drake sneered, stepping forward. "If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave before things get ugly." Adam’s gaze flicked to Drake, unbothered by the empty threat. "Ugly? You mean like how you wormed your way into my life, Drake? You really think I’m scared of you?" Drake’s smirk faltered, and the crowd outside grew louder, sensing a fight brewing. "Don’t you dare cause a scene, Adam!" Racheal warned. "You have no right to disrupt our lives anymore." Adam tilted his head, his eyes narrowing. "Disrupt your life? I spent years trying to impress you. I made you walk again. And how did you repay me—" he shot a glance at Drake. "Leaving me for this coward?" Drake snorted. "Still crying about the past, huh? Maybe that’s why no one wanted you." The crowd gasped at the insult. Before Drake could react, Adam stepped in closer, his voice dangerously calm. "If you think I’m going to stand here and take this, you’re more delusional than I thought." Drake puffed out his chest, trying to assert dominance. "You’re just an ex-con. I could have you thrown back into jail with a snap of my fingers." Adam scoffed. "You keep talking. But when it’s time to act, you always fall short." The tension between them was suffocating. Drake, unable to take the heat from the crowd’s murmurs, snapped. "You want me to act? Fine!" With a furious growl, Drake swung his fist. But Adam was faster. He sidestepped smoothly, catching Drake's arm mid-swing, twisting it behind his back with a brutal snap. Drake let out a pained yelp as the sound of his bone cracking echoed. "Let go!" Drake cried, struggling uselessly. Adam released him with a harsh shove, and as Drake stumbled forward—SMACK! Adam’s slap was sharp and deliberate, sending Drake sprawling to the ground. The crowd erupted in shock. "Did he just slap Drake Penthouse?" "An ex-convict slapping the Penthouse heir—this is insane!" Racheal dropped beside Drake, her voice trembling with worry. "Drake! Are you okay?" Adam stood over them, breathing evenly, his eyes cold as steel. "This is the man you replaced me with, Racheal? Pathetic." Drake groaned, clutching his face, humiliated beyond words. He knew he couldn’t let this go—being humiliated twice by Adam in public was more than he could bear. And the crowd wasn’t going to forget it, either. "You punk you're not getting away with this!" Drake spat on Adam's face. Adam wiped off the spit with a napkin from his pocket. "You're going to regret doing this!" "You're the one who will regret crossing paths with me. I'll call Mr. White right away, you'll be so sorry." Drake quickly dialed on his phone with his left hand and called Mr. White. "Hello, Mr. White, there's an imposter in your company, he's claiming to be Mr. Manchester, and he even broke my fist and hit me in the face. Your security guards are just watching, can you come and deal with him?" Drake hung up with a grin on his face. "Mr. White is coming, let's see who will be the one regretting it. I can't wait for him to send you back to prison." Racheal shook her head in pity, she knew Adam was about to go back to prison, but she was uncomfortable seeing Adam looking confident instead of afraid. "What a pity Adam, you just came out of prison, but now your foolishness will send you back there. You're so foolish." She spat. "You really believe this coward can send me back to jail?" Adam referred to Drake. Racheal turned hot red, Adam's boastfulness was getting on her nerves, he had nothing yet claiming to be all powerful. Not long after Mr. White rushed out of his office, he was an elderly man, at least in his late fifties, he had gray hairs and beard and was escorted by two security guards. "What the hell is happening here?" Mr. White asked angrily, he was a man who hated disorderliness in his company. Drake was excited after seeing Mr. White, meanwhile the others outside were anticipating the drama, and others were calling his name, trying to get his attention concerning the contract. "Thank God you're here, this punk here is claiming to be Mr. Manchester, he's an imposter and he even attacked me!" Drake reported a smirk on his face. Racheal was also excited to see Adam getting punished. “Yes Mr. White, he's being violent to Drake.” Racheal added. Mr. White was furious, he took a closer look, and immediately he saw Adam he felt shivers down his spine. "W—who are you referring to?" He asked with a shaky voice. "It's him, an ex-convict and an imposter!" Drake pointed at Adam. Mr. White's legs were shaking, and suddenly he fell on his feet. "Forgive me Mr. Manchester, on behalf of my friend's son"
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Mr. White bowed with his head low on Adam's feet. Everyone was frozen, what the hell was going on? Was Mr. White high on whiskey? "What's wrong with you, Mr. White? He's an imposter!" Drake was disgusted by Mr. White's behavior. "Shut up you imbecile!" Mr. White shot a deadly glance at Drake. Racheal was dumbstruck, doesn't Mr. White knows that Adam was their trash son-in-law? How can he bow to him? What's going on? Mr. White remained on the ground with his head low, waiting for Adam's permission to get up. "Mr. White, is this how you treat your guests? By sending your friend's son to insult me in public? To the extent he even attacked me? You know the offense that comes with that don't you?" Adam's face darkened. Mr. White was trembling with fear, the offense for attacking the supreme General is death, he was praying for time to reverse back so he could stop Drake from coming to his company, he's ruined now. With just a fingertip, Mr. Manchester could destroy his entire lineage.
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Mr. White was still on the ground, bowing to Adam, he dared not stand up without his permission. "It's just been a day since I made you the contract manager, and you've already given out a slot without my permission. You're not trustworthy Mr. White." "I'm sorry Mr. Manchester, please don't punish me, I will terminate the contract with them." "No need for that, I was going to give them a slot anyways, it's like you read my mind." Adam smirked. "You were?" Mr. White was shocked. "Yes, you can get up now." Adam instructed. Mr. White dusted himself. "So have you forgiven me?" "For now, you're still useful so I'm going to let you live." Mr. White was relieved. "I'm going to destroy the Penthouse, and for the remaining two slots, I'm going to tell you who to give it to." Adam said before leaving, he had other things to take care of before focusing on his revenge. He had to properly bury his mother and let her soul rest in peace. Adam brought out his phone and called Stacey. “Hel
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The landlord was frozen in shock, he knew for sure the apartment wasn't worth close to ten million. At best it's $500k. In less than thirty minutes Adam signed some papers as the new owner of the apartment. He instantly called some construction engineers to build a grave inside of the house and renovate the house, securing it with an iron gate and fence. It was supposed to take more than a day, but Adam ordered triple times the number of workers to make everything done before the night falls. After they finished, Adam and his men, along with Stacey, stood around the grave, dressed in black. The night was cold and quiet, just the way Adam wanted—no witnesses, no questions. The candles flickered in the breeze, their small flames dancing against the night sky. Adam stood stiffly at the edge of the grave, his fists clenched at his sides. His black shirt clung to his skin, damp from sweat, though the air was cool. The others stood silently around him, their faces drawn, their eyes
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Racheal's statement made everyone think she had gone crazy. “What are you saying Racheal? Have you been drinking too much whiskey? Did you go partying last night?” Monica asked with a serious face. "Adam is a nobody, how can Mr. White bow to him?" Mr. Luther raised a brow. "I'm telling you what I saw with my own two eyes, father." "That bastard, I'm sure he had blackmailed Mr. White, he's an ex-convict anything is possible." Monica scorned. "That's exactly what Drake said." "Oh, poor Drake, is he alright?" Monica said with a soft voice. "Not really, his family was already given the contract, and he went to sign the agreement papers. But after his encounter with Adam, he lost the deal, and Mr. White also hit him in the face." "Oh my God, this trash had come to us with his bad luck again, how did he even escape from prison? What do we do?"Monica said worriedly. "I'll call Philip right away, he will explain what the hell is going on and why Adam isn't rotting in jail!" Mr. Luther
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The Penthouse family is known for its discipline when a younger person insults the elder. Williams might be just a butler, but he had served their family for 40 years, he's part of their family and they guards respected him equally. Drake was taken to the Penthouse Mansion, the guards tied his hands behind so he wouldn't be able to escape. They entered the mansion and the entire family was waiting for them. Mr. Penthouse, the patriarch of the family, his face darkened with uncontaminated rage. Right after they entered the Mansion, the guards untied Drake, he saw the look in his father's eyes and trembled backwards. "Father —" he stammered. Mr. Penthouse didn't say anything, he stood up from the chair and walked up to Drake, with all his might fueled up with his anger he smacked Drake's face hard. The latter crashed on the floor. "Bring him up!" Mr. Penthouse thundered, the guards raised Drake up again. Mr. Penthouse struck his face again. "Please take it easy on him." Elena Dra
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The air was thick with anticipation as they all read the email together. "I'm willing to forgive you for the humiliation your son caused me. But for that I'll want you and your entire family to apologize to me publicly, through a broadcast and maybe I can give you back the contract. Or else consider yourself my enemy! And you know what that means. I'll come to your house in the next two hours, arrange the broadcast."The message struck their hearts with terror, but also was a glimpse of hope, at least Mr. Manchester was willing to forgive them, they still have a chance.“This is a huge request, we can't afford such humiliation upon our Family.” Elena said in disagreement."What do we do father?" Jerry asked. Everyone looked at Mr. Penthouse he has the final say."There's nothing else to do. Everyone get ready, we only have two hours to arrange ourselves. Mr. Manchester will be here soon. And Jerry, call as many broadcasters as you can." Mr. Penthouse ordered, his hands shaking.Drake
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The Penthouse family had all prepared themselves, they all waited outside with seven broadcasters ready to go live, the News were already out as Mr. Manchester had instructed them to make it public.The family were embarrassed, this was the biggest form of embarrassment in their lives, but they didn't think of it much, since they were apologizing to Mr. Manchester and not some commoner, it was rather seen as an honor.A taxi stopped right at their mansion, immediately the broadcast started with thousands of viewers already. The Penthouses were a little confused, they expected an entourage escorting Mr. Manchester to their mansion.Suddenly the driver's seat of the taxi opened as Adam stepped out.Everyone's faces were flushed with anger and confusion."You?" "Good you all keep to the time." Adam smiled faintly."What are you doing here!?" Drake asked bitterly."What else, I came for the apology."The viewers had skyrocketed to a million, after hearing the Heir of the Penthouse insult
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“Has Mr. Penthouse lost his mind?” “How can he bow to someone as worthless as Adam?” “What’s this about a red sheet?” The room was thick with confusion and disbelief as Racheal stared at the television, the rest of the Penthouse family mirrored her shock. Was Adam employing dark magic? Or had he uncovered some damning secret? --- The Penthouse family bowed in unison, except for Drake, whose defiant gaze was locked onto Adam. He would never stoop to the level of a man like Adam. "Are you deaf?" Adam sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "Join your family and show some respect!" “In your wildest dreams, loser! I’ll never bow to you. You’re playing mind games with my family, but I won’t be fooled!” Drake shot back, his jaw clenched in defiance. Mr. Penthouse's face drained of color, his eyes darting between Drake and Adam, pleading for his son to comply. One wrong move could spell disaster for them all. “Mr. Penthouse, I was going to show some mercy to your family, but your
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Samuel seized the opportunity and approached Tessa, placing his hands on her shoulders. “I’m sorry, Tess…” “Get your hands off me!” She shoved him away. “Tessa, what’s wrong with you? I’m not your enemy. I’m only trying to help you and your family.” “Well, we don’t need your help! And I’m never going to marry you!” She snatched her phone from his grasp and stormed off. Samuel stood there, humiliated. His jaw clenched as rage simmered beneath his embarrassment. “Adam, you bastard!” he bellowed, stomping his foot. He had been certain that once Adam was out of the picture, Tessa would finally come around. But instead, her hatred for him had only grown. There was only one thing left to do—eliminate Adam completely. “I’m going to kill you, Adam. I swear it,” he growled through gritted teeth. “And how exactly do you plan on doing that?” A smooth, feminine voice interrupted from behind. Samuel turned sharply. It was Wendy. “Wendy?... I…” Samuel stammered. “No need to
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The next day, General Arin arranged a private jet to take Adam and Stacey to Ray City. At the airport, Stacey wheeled Adam toward the waiting jet. Several military officers stood in formation, ready to salute the Supreme General. General Arin stepped forward and bowed his head. “Welcome, Supreme General.” Adam gave a slight nod. The soldiers exchanged puzzled glances, struggling to process what they were seeing. Who would dare break the Supreme General’s legs? Clearing his throat, Arin spoke carefully. “Forgive me for asking, Lord Adam, but are you sure you’re ready to travel? Your injuries haven’t fully healed.” Adam scoffed. “These?” He gestured at his legs before standing up effortlessly. The entire group froze in shock. “Lord Adam… you could walk this whole time?” Stacey asked, wide-eyed. “Yes,” Adam said casually. “I healed days ago. I just kept up the act to make the Armands believe I was weak. Revealing my healing abilities would only attract unnecessary attentio
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Adam scoffed, his expression full of disdain. "My legs might be broken, but that doesn’t mean some stray like you can push me around." Samuel’s face darkened instantly. His fists clenched, and a dangerous aura radiated from his body. His killing intent was palpable, sending a shiver down the spines of those nearby. "You’re dead!" he snarled, his eyes burning with fury. Just as Samuel was about to make his move, Tessa hurriedly stepped forward, blocking his path. Her heart pounded in fear as she pleaded, "Mr. Samuel, please let him go… for my sake." Samuel turned his sharp gaze on her, his anger shifting toward disbelief. "You two are already divorced! Don’t tell me you still care about this piece of trash?" His voice was laced with irritation. Tessa shook her head rapidly, her expression flustered. "Of course not," she denied. However, a flicker of hesitation flashed in her eyes, betraying her emotions. "But… we were married, after all. And he once saved my life. I can’t just igno
