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Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise Chapter 172: The Breakfast
"Why all of this?" Ethan asked again, his stare becoming too serious, and hence, Isabella saw it as if he meant his question. However, it didn't mean Isabella understood the question any better."Why all of what?" she asked again."Okay, I will put it to you directly. Why are you struggling so hard to be welcome here? You can't be welcome here, no matter how much you try," Ethan said coldly.As Ethan said this, there was a sudden pause between him and Isabella. Similarly, while Isabella was dishing the food onto the plates, she paused. It was a moment when silence became too loud. However, it did not last more than thirty seconds.Hence, Isabella took a deep sigh and crafted a smile at Ethan once again. Purposefully, she pretended not to have heard what Ethan said, and the next words she spoke were a change of subject."I was very careful in choosing this special treat for you. I want you to eat and enjoy. This food is healthy and very nourishing for your body."Ethan chuckled like a
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise Chapter 173: The Unexpected Knowledge
If nothing made sense to Isabella, it was not the last few words of Ethan. At this moment, her eyes first widened in maximum surprise. Nevertheless, as if she hadn't heard him the first time, she wanted him to repeat what he had just said, like a deer caught in headlights. Her curiosity piqued."What did you say?" Isabella asked."What? Are you deaf now? You couldn't hear me all along." Ethan said, his voice calm yet painful, like a sharp dagger cutting through the silence of the night."I just want to make sure I hear the last few words," Isabella said once more."Move on, Isabella. I already did," Ethan declared once again.She widened her cheeks in the most delicate way that showed her fake smile so obviously, and with this smile, she made a chuckling sound.She paced to and fro around the table, and afterwards, she placed her hands on the table."You did what, Ethan?" she asked again, as if she could not seem to comprehend what Ethan had said before."You dare not, Ethan! You **in
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise Chapter 174: The Next Plan
The loud gunshot, like a thunderclap in the still night, was so deafening that Isabella knew she could be in trouble if she stayed. The sound had likely attracted the police and the press to the scene like moths drawn to a flame."Sh*t, f**king sh*t!" she exclaimed, then opened her car door, slipped inside, and sped away at a high speed."What did I just do? What the f**k did I just do?" she muttered, her words echoing like haunting whispers in the night."F**k!" she exclaimed again, scrathed one of her hands into her hair, and also, with the same strength, flung the pistol in her hand to the back seat of the car as she continued driving to the back of the car."I just f**king ruined everything. I just f**king ruined everything. F**k me!" She yelled loudly, and saliva sprayed from her mouth like a sudden rain of droplets."Who is that f**king woman he moved on with? Does he love her more than he used to love me?" She seethed, her jealousy burning like a wildfire in her heart.The fact
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise Chapter 175: Isabella back at the Hotel
Arriving back in her hotel room, Isabella's face remained as rigid as a stone-carved mask. Her eyes were reddish, like smoldering embers in the dark, and her breathing was loud and hard, resembling a distant thunderstorm approaching."How dare he?" She muttered, pacing up and down in her hotel room, her hand to her jaw like a sculptor contemplating a stubborn piece of stone, chiseling away at her thoughts."How can he move on so soon? Am I just a piece of garbage to him?" Her voice grew louder than before, matching the volume of her thoughts."Alexa!" she called suddenly, and a chime sounded from her handbag. Plunging her hand into her fancy handbag, she retrieved her phone and placed it on the table like a magician unveiling a prized rabbit from a velvet hat."Yes, Isabella. How can I help you?" Alexa asked as if she had no idea about all that happened to Isabella at Ethan Mark's gate driveway."How can you help me? How dare you ask me such a question?" Isabella yelled like thunder,
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise Chapter 176: The first Spy
The next day came like a bolt from the blue, and Isabella was already prepared for the day. Unlike the other days, she went into the bathroom and checked the closet for a very nice dress that could lure Ethan Mark into her love trap. This time around, there was a difference, and the only similarity was Isabella going into the bathroom for a bath.Instead of a nice dress, she dressed in all black from head to toe, like a shadow in the night. In this vein, she wore a fitted black turtleneck, sleek black pants, and soft-soled black boots that made no sound as she moved. Hence, she used a black knit cap to conceal her hair, and she even donned black gloves to remain unnoticed in the darkness. "How do I look, Alexa?" Isabella asked suddenly as she checked herself out in the mirror."You look indeed prepared for this plan, Isabella, and I admire that. You've adorned yourself in an all-black turtleneck, pants, and boots that move in silence. However, the black gloves are unnecessary," Alexa
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise Chapter 177: The Spying Eye
"You are right, Isabella. The house you are staring at rightly belongs to Emily Collins, and there are two luxurious cars in her driveway. One is a sleek Mercedes-Benz S-Class, a symbol of elegance and sophistication, with a starting price of around $90,000. The other is a stunning Rolls-Royce Phantom, radiating opulence and luxury, with a significantly higher price tag, typically exceeding $700,000. These cars are a testament to affluence and wealth. However, with Emily's earnings, she cannot afford the Rolls-Royce Phantom for herself," Alexa said. "Exactly, that's what I'm saying. Who do you think owns that car, Alexa? Can you find information about it?" "Certainly, Isabella, I can look up her purchase history and see if she owns the car for herself or if the car belongs to someone else," Alexa said, and immediately, a chime sound occurred. In less than ten seconds, Alexa's voice spoke again. "I looked up her purchase history for the past four years, and there is no record of her
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise Chapter 178: Studying the Routine
Regarding what she saw, the man was wearing a charcoal-gray suit that draped flawlessly over his tall frame, accentuating his commanding presence. The suit jacket featured a subtle pinstripe pattern, adding a touch of refinement to his ensemble. Under it, he sported a pristine white dress shirt, buttoned up to the collar and meticulously tucked into his trousers.Similarly, Isabella noticed that the man wore a deep burgundy tie, expertly knotted, providing a striking contrast to the monochromatic base. The tie was adorned with a subtle, intricate pattern that hinted at his attention to detail. His trousers were crisply creased, falling elegantly over polished black dress shoes that gleamed, reflecting the soft ambient light in the room.“Not a wrinkle or imperfection marred his appearance. This shows he is someone of importance, but why can't I see his face?” Isabella muttered suddenly.However, despite her muttering, there was no response from anywhere, not even from Alexa.So, she m
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise Chapter 179: The Observe Itself
For more than an hour, Isabella waited in her car without the microscope in her eyes, akin to a patient predator stalking its unsuspecting prey, anticipating the perfect moment when Ethan would leave his new girlfriend's house. However, this didn't mean that Isabella was waiting to confront him. She was simply observing the woman, as Alexa and she had planned, similar to a silent observer in the shadows, gathering crucial information before making a move. "Are you sure you're in the right mental state to proceed with this plan? We can always come back tomorrow and" "No, I'm fine," Isabella interrupted Alexa suddenly, like a resolute soldier dismissing any doubt about her readiness for the mission. "After all, I don't really love him. I just want to use him, divorce him, and get half of his wealth," Isabella continued immediately, her words cutting through the air like a sharp blade, revealing her cold determination. "On the contrary, I think you do love him. If you can't bear to se
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Chapter 245: The Tears And Redemption
Pushing her back into her prison cell like a reluctant pawn being returned to its square on a chessboard, Isabella fell on the prison floor, resembling a fragile autumn leaf descending with a surrender to the inevitable embrace of the cold, hard ground. No matter how her voice had risen in anger towards her mother in the meeting room, she knew very well that she wanted to read the contents of the letter in the envelope and discover the help Ethan Mark had promised her. "Would he file for my release?" "Has he bought me a home as a sign of my forgiveness?" "Would he take me back as his wife?" Different questions rushed through her mind like a tumultuous river, each query cascading over the other. As she held the envelope in her hand, she sat at the corner of her cell and stared at it much more closely. In this way, she saw that the surface of the envelope bore a faint trace of handling, like a blank canvas marked only by the weight of the untold. She also observed the edges, crisp
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Chapter 244: What Was She Told?
As Isabella saw her mother through the glass panel, her eyes first peered at her face, which was fresh and glowing like a sun-kissing morning, radiating warmth and vitality. Similarly, she observed her hair, cascading strands of silk, flowing effortlessly, resembling a gentle waterfall gracing a serene landscape.But if that were all, it would be a lie. She also noticed her dress, which was as beautiful as a field of blooming flowers, each petal a vibrant hue, creating a tapestry of elegance. Likewise, her neck, ears, and wrists were adorned with jewelry, resembling constellations adorning the night sky, each piece a sparkling star in the galaxy of her elegance.Taking in this perfect image of her mother, the thought immediately struck Isabella that her mother's current appearance was the complete inverse of hers—a mess in a uniform and in a confined space, akin to a wildflower struggling to bloom in a cramped garden bed."Been a while," Victoria Sinclair said again, immediately as Is
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Chapter 243: Isabella and The Tears
Like a fish forced to live in the desert for the crime she had committed, Isabella's prison days wove a bleak tapestry of monotony and despair. The cold, unforgiving reality of prison life left her yearning for freedom, with each passing moment feeling like an eternity. The absence of familiar faces and the pervasive loneliness created a profound sense of desolation that permeated every aspect of her existence.Most especially, the daily beatings from her tormentor, Elara Whitewind, resembled an unrelenting storm, leaving Isabella's spirit battered and broken, akin to a shipwreck in the tempest of her despair. This was the reason she wished she had never set foot in the prison yard, mess hall, or communal bathroom ever again.However, whether she wished to visit those places or not, prison protocol had to be followed, leaving her no choice but to be present even in the devil's face if the protocol demanded it.In the dimly lit mess hall, clattering trays and hushed conversations fille
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Chapter 242: The Heart of Gold.
Ethan said nothing in response to Mr. Alexander's words. Instead, as if he hadn't heard him, he seized a seat on the other side of the table and crossed his left leg over his right.Yet, this did not mean he spoke at this moment. The only sound was the rhythmic tapping of his fingers on the table, as if he were playing an invisible piano.In this manner, Ethan Mark exuded authority. Gazing calmly from Mr. Alexander's feet to the tangled mess of hair atop his head, he looked at him. With a serenity akin to the gentle flow of the Nile and a voice as soft as a satisfied dove contemplating a defeated jungle lion, he suddenly spoke."Kneel and apologize."Upon hearing these words, Mr. Alexander's eyes widened in shock. He never anticipated a day when he would be asked to kneel and beg for mercy, especially from the person he had always regarded as a poor bastard.Like an enslaved cat in the presence of a lion, Mr. Alexander fell to his knees as Ethan Mark instructed, pleading, "I was a ter
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Chapter 241: The Visitation
Seeing how bold, tall, and dangerous this prisoner appeared and observing his audacious manner of poking at him was akin to witnessing a prowling lion, confident in its dominance, taunting its prey before the impending strike. Mr. Alexander then immediately turned his back, attempting to escape from this menacing part of the communal bathroom like a startled deer seeking refuge from the looming threat in the dark forest. "I have to run," he muttered in total fright, his voice a tremor in the echoing silence, like a desperate whisper carried away by the chilling wind of impending danger. However, if his intention was for success, it was a futile hope. "And where do you think you are running to, huh?" Another prisoner said this behind him and pushed him forward like a pawn on the unforgiving chessboard of the prison's power dynamics. As Mr. Alexander was pushed forward, he witnessed how the older prisoners immediately surrounded him. He also noticed how they revealed smirks on their c
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Chapter 240: The Next Morning
After speaking for hours, the man who had conversed with him advised Mr. Alexander to get some sleep. He emphasized the importance of having alert eyes to observe any unfortunate events that might occur in the morning. And with that, Mr. Alexander retreated to the corner of his cell once again, burying his head in his ankle like a ship seeking refuge in the harbor of solitude, sheltering itself from the tempest of the prison's harsh reality. He sat on the ground, succumbing to a haunted sleep. *** The next morning revealed Mr. Alexander as a mere specter of resilience, marked by the weariness of a night spent in the clutches of haunted dreams, like a tattered flag fluttering weakly after enduring the relentless storm of a sleepless night. His eyes, burdened with unrest, betrayed the toll of his surroundings. Disheveled strands of hair clung to his forehead, bearing witness to the restless hours entangled in unsettling dreams. As he rose from the dark corner of his cell, his eyes fir
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Chapter 239: The Eerie Prison Cell
"Long story, man," the man answered. However, if this was all he said, it was a lie. He began to unravel his own narrative, detailing how his legs became amputated and one of his hands irreparably broken and dislocated."You see, I entered this prison as a healthy man. My crimes weren't that significant. I robbed a bank because I couldn't bear to watch my daughter suffer. We hadn't eaten for days, and robbing the bank seemed like my only option." He took a deep sigh and continued talking."Yes, you guessed right. The mission was unsuccessful, and before I knew it, I was completely surrounded by the police. I had no guns, only a knife and a dagger. I never headed to the vault but collected pieces from each person I encountered in the bank. I just wanted to be able to feed my daughter and move on with life the next day.""While being surrounded, there was nothing more I could do than raise my hands in the air and let the police apprehend me. God knows it was the biggest mistake I ever m
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Chapter 238: The Prison
Arriving at the prison, Mr. Alexander saw how the prison walls were imposing, resembling a fortress of despair that stood as a testament to the shadows of society. Certainly, he shook his head in regret, as he had never been to a place this horrible before.He observed cold steel bars, like sentinels of incarceration, confining notorious men whose stories were etched in the graffiti of hardened souls. Similarly, he noticed how the air hung heavy with the weight of regret, whispers of past misdeeds echoing through the dimly lit corridors.The sounds of his handcuffs tucked in chains down to his ankle made obvious sounds as he was escorted through the corridor harboring the cells of different notorious men by two prison officers whose faces lacked smiles, as if they hadn't smiled for many notorious years. Hence, he saw individuals behind these cells harboring untold secrets with their unappealing faces and frightful behaviors.Upon witnessing him and the others being escorted to their r
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Chapter 237: The Question and Live on TV
“Detective Sharon, we would love to ask you a few questions if you do not mind. We are sure this would help the public understand more of what is going on,” one reporter said immediately. “Alright, please go ahead. If this would help the general public understand more of what is going on, “Thank you, Detective Sharon. Now that Mr. Alexander, Mr. X, and Attorney Hughes have been sentenced to lengthy prison terms, and Attorney Reynolds is awaiting the outcome of his investigation before he is sentenced, do you think that would be the end of this deadly organization?” “Yes, Mr. X. Mr. Alexander Rosewood and Attorney Hughes have been sentenced to prison for a very long term, and if care is not taken, for life imprisonment. However, this is not the end of the organization. As you might already know, the deadly organization is a large organization that has penetrated every sector, which could even include the police, the prison officers, the legal system, and many more, which could even i
