Chapter 101

As he contemplated the impending downfall of Ethan, a sense of satisfaction filled him. The board was set, and he was about to declare checkmate, Ethan would learn the hard way that in this game, there could only be one winner.

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The day progressed normally, with nothing out of the ordinary, but tonight, something new had stirred. The air was thick with an electric tension as if the city itself held its breath, waiting.

In the heart of the night, a black car glided through the deserted streets, its polished surface reflecting the pale glow of streetlights. The car was a silent phantom, moving with a purpose that brooked no interference.

It was a vehicle designed for the discerning few, those whose names were known in whispers and whose presence was felt in the shifting tides of power.

The car stopped before a wrought iron gate, behind which stood a mansion shrouded in darkness. The mansion was a relic of old wealth, its grandeur hidden behind tall, ivy-covered walls.

The gate open