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“Who are you, really? You are not the weakling everyone used to know!” James inquired, putting Ethan in a state of confusion, fear, and uncertainty. Ethan wasn't sure how he was going to react to James's question. His identity must be concealed. It must be hidden. There was definitely no way anyone should find out that he had reincarnated, and with a system too. He kept mute and could only turn to James with a stare filled with apprehension. His heart had begun to race rapidly too, and although he wished to speak, his lips were too heavy to explain his situation. He feared getting caught and not having his revenge. Just then, James walked slowly towards where Ethan was standing again, and with his eyes squinted, he gazed right into Ethan’s eyes, his attention fully concentrated on Ethan. “You are not him; you've changed. Something in you has changed. The Ethan I know will never ever speak back at anyone! Who are you?” James asked again, this time with a more drastic tone. Ethan's
“Congratulations on becoming the new CEO of the Newhope Robotics company!” The voice sounded, and at that moment, Ethan couldn't help but freeze for a split second. It felt like a dream. There was definitely no way that anyone was going to recruit him as the CEO of a company; the same company that he had avoided applying to because of Camilla's father. His grip around the phone tightened as his heart raced with joy immediately. [Hot has been rewarded! Congratulations] Tears rolled out of his eyes as he ended the call and dropped the phone right on his bed. Who would have believed or imagined it to be this way? Who would have believed he'd get a system that would help him get this high? ‘Thank you so much, RRS!’ He said inwardly as his eyes became moist. Just as he was still feeling emotional, his mother's voice echoed through the house. “Ethan? Ethan, it's time to get to work at the construction site.” Ethan immediately stood from his bed and rushed out of his room, his brows fu
"Wait, a cleaner?" Camilla exclaimed, feigning shock though secretly relishing the idea. She found herself oddly delighted by the notion of him joining the company in such a humble position.Ethan's lips curled into a manipulative sneer as he gazed at Camilla, his eyes gleaming with hidden agendas. "Surprised, are you? Shouldn't I be the CEO?" he taunted, his tone dripping with arrogance.Camilla scoffed at the suggestion. "CEO? Not a chance. Cleaning suits you perfectly. Besides, my father is set to take over as CEO soon, and I'll make sure to lend you a hand wherever you need it," she assured him, closing the distance between them.As she reached out to adjust his collar, a surge of electricity seemed to pass between them, leaving Ethan momentarily breathless in her presence."I'm sure you'll reach out to me, won't you?" Camilla forced a smile, though her scepticism was evident."I promise, Camilla. But remember, the offer goes both ways. If you ever need help, don't hesitate to as
“What do you wish to do now, sir?" James inquired as he stared at Ethan, who was grinning right before him. “Nothing for now. Just show…” Ethan was going to say, but the second he turned to his left, the sight he saw immediately infuriated him, and he instantly tightened his fist. His eyes had caught sight of Mr. Han, Camilla's father, in the company, and just then, the words his girlfriend or Camilla said to him before he walked into the company rang in his mind. He also recalled the past and how he was treated by Mr. Han. “Sir?” James called out, seeing that he had been quiet for so long that he needed to get words out of his mouth, and watching him just stare at someone he barely knew made James curious. “James?” Ethan called out, making James respond immediately as he bowed his head to Ethan without delay. “Send Mr. Han to my office, and I mean now!” Ethan commanded with a smirk curling up on his lips before he looked away from where Mr. Han was standing. He swiftly wal
The second Ethan walked into the panel hall just to get the discussion with the executives started, a familiar voice boomed through the expanse of the room, drawing his attention immediately. “Who let this poor dude in here?” The second he turned in the direction the voice was coming from, he found Nathan standing to his feet in rage. He was furious to see him in the hall. Nathan was one of his bullies in school, and it made Ethan furious to see him as one of the executives he was working with. “I guess I'm making more than just one person pay for their crimes today!” He smirked at Nathan, who had left his seat and had begun to trudge closer to where he was standing with James. “Ethan, he's from school, remember... He can do something crazy!” James emitted, calling Ethan by his name, knowing what had been happening back then in school. “I don't care... Let him come to me!” Ethan spoke softly, a smile still on his lips. He just couldn't wait to hear what Nathan had to say to him.
Getting respected and no longer bullied, mocked, or looked down upon was one thing that Ethan had always desired. Seeing how they all had their heads bowed to him the second he stood up from his chair, Ethan couldn't help but sneer at their behaviour. If there was anything he loved so much, it was when people were scared of him, and that was what was happening. With a smirk curling up in his lips, he turned around and left the hall, heading for the exit of the company. “Sir?” James called swiftly, halting Ethan right in his tracks. “What again, James?” Ethan asked the second he stopped in his tracks. “Nathan might come back for you... We both know him. What should we do?” James was questioned. “Ignore him; he can't do anything that'll endanger the company… That I am pretty sure about! And you can let him go now,” Ethan stated before continuing his path towards the exit of the company. The second he left, he was going to think about how he would leave the company and head back h
Just as Ethan and his mother kept celebrating and jubilating, knowing that Ethan had gotten a comfortable and promising job, a knock came at the door, making Ethan and his mother pause immediately. Ethan turned to the door briefly before he turned to look at his mother, who was more shocked and confused than he was. “Are you expecting anyone, mother?” Ethan questioned, his gaze fixed intently on his mother. “What? No! You are pretty aware that I barely have any friends because of our situation. I am not expecting anyone. Maybe it's your friends from work,” she uttered, making Ethan scoff instantly. “There's no such thing, Mother…” Ethan let out before he let go of his mother and walked over to the door. Without a second thought, he opened the door. He was expecting to see a mailman or someone different since they weren't expecting anyone, but to his shock, it was a different person who was standing before his door. ‘What is he doing here?’ Ethan questioned, tightening his fist o
“Two days to beg him? Who the hell does he think he is? What does he take me for? A fool?” Mr. Han's fist clenched as he struck his hand on the couch where he was sitting. He just couldn't help but keep thinking about what had happened at work that day between him and Ethan. Ethan was nothing more than a trash boy, and that was what he was going to remain as. He still doesn't believe that Ethan was his new boss and that his application didn't pass the review. “No! There's definitely no way he is the boss. He and James are just acting up!” He concluded, his teeth clenching tightly. He believes that they were both playing a trick on him. “He can never be above me! I won't let that happen! Never!” He declared this before he stood up from the couch where he was sitting. He began to walk around the area, his hands running through his hair as he looked a bit troubled. He doesn't, and he won't believe it. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a knock came at the door where he was, but h
The sudden knock at Ethan's door pulled him out of his trance, making him turn around to find out who it was. As he turned, he saw Daniel, the new chief of staff whom he was uncomfortable with, standing at his door.“Why is he here?” he panicked for a split second before calming his nerves.“Come in,” he demanded, and Daniel didn't hesitate to push the door open and walk into the office.“Hello, Mr. Ethan, I heard you are the…” Daniel began, but Ethan cut him off sharply, not wanting to allow any familiarity or genuine greetings.“Why are you at Newhope Company?” Ethan asked, his eyes searching Daniel’s for any trace of evil intentions.Daniel paused for a second. He definitely wasn't expecting Ethan to ask him such questions—not now, not ever. He thought Ethan would at least welcome him into the company, but the opposite was the case.“I… I am here to work,” he tilted his head slightly to the right, giving Ethan a confused look.“Work? Are you joking? I know you have some evil plans
“You are our number one suspect, Mr. Ethan, so why don't you let it out? Tell us why you killed Nick? Was it for his money? To get revenge?” the detective questioned with a grin on his lips.Ethan was more confused than ever. How was he enjoying his morning, and all of a sudden, he was now a suspect in Nick’s murder?“We are waiting, Mr. Ethan!” they urged, wanting to get the truth out of him before anyone else did.Ethan, on the other hand, wouldn’t say a single word without his lawyer, but he knew he had to find a way to clear his name.“You are right; Nick bullied me back in school, and if there’s anything I wanted back then—and still do now—it’s revenge! To get revenge on every one of them that bullied me in school, and…” Ethan was about to continue, but the man cut him off before he could say another word.“And killing him now was your only option, right? Just like you said, you wanted justice, and the only way to get it was to kill them all. Who is your next target?”Ethan’s bro
Three weeks later:Ethan felt a smile slowly spread across his lips as he got up from his bed and walked into the bathroom. His steps were light, and he couldn’t help but hum softly, his mind swirling with feelings of pure joy and relief. It had been three long weeks since he had managed to rescue his mother from the clutches of Gideon, Samuel, and Nick. The memory of that night still lingered, but the sense of triumph overpowered the fear. So far, there had been no signs that any of them would come after him. It seemed, at least for now, that he and his mother were safe, and that thought filled him with a comfort he hadn't felt in a long time.To Ethan, they were too scared to make another silly and daunting move towards him, but Ethan didn't care. As long as he had his mother, everything was fine; everything was okay to him.“Ethan? Breakfast is ready!” His mother's voice echoed through the expanse of the house as she prepared the table for their meal.“Coming, Mom!” Ethan respon
“Kneel and beg for everything you’ve done, and maybe; just maybe; I’ll consider saving her life.” His tone was taunting, the smirk on his face daring Ethan to comply.Ethan’s eyes flared with defiance. He clenched his fists, every muscle in his body tense with fury. “We both know that if anyone should kneel and beg, it’ll be you! Not me, Gideon!” Ethan shouted, his voice echoing off the walls. “Come on, tell me where the fuck she is!” His voice was raw, filled with the pain of a son desperate to save his mother.Gideon merely snorted, dismissing Ethan’s stubbornness with a wave of his hand. “Let’s go, guys… he isn’t ready!” he said, turning his back on Ethan, his arrogance on full display. He began to walk away, Samuel and Nick following behind him as if this was just another game they were playing.But Ethan wasn’t about to let them leave. Not like this. Not without answers. Fueled by sheer rage, Ethan lunged forward and grabbed Gideon by the collar, yanking him back into the room
“What do you want from me?” Ethan demanded, his voice tight with frustration as his fists clenched at his sides. He knew Nick all too well—there was no way Nick would release his mother without getting exactly what he wanted in return. “Now you’re talking…” Nick said with a smirk, clearly pleased that Ethan was finally ready to listen. He spun on his heels, not wasting a second. “Come with me.” He motioned for Ethan to follow and started walking down the dimly lit hallway.Ethan hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around the room as he checked his surroundings. He couldn’t afford to trust Nick, but he also couldn’t leave his mother in danger. Taking a deep breath, Ethan fell in step behind Nick, his senses on high alert, ready for anything.They walked in silence, the sound of their footsteps echoing through the narrow corridor. After a few tense moments, they stopped in front of a heavy, wooden door that looked old and worn. Nick paused, resting his hand on the doorknob. Witho
After returning from Nick's mansion, Ethan didn't take a break, not even for a moment. His heart was racing, filled with worry. He desperately needed to know if his mother was still alive, but there was no way to find out until he met with Nick as they had arranged.The moment he got back, he started pacing around his room, unable to sit still. He kept glancing at the clock, watching the minutes crawl by. When the clock finally struck 10:00 p.m., a small smile appeared on his face. The time was almost here.Ethan pulled out a pair of black pants and a matching hoodie from his closet, his mind focused on the task ahead. He dressed quickly, mentally preparing himself for what lay ahead in Sin City. The mansion was quiet, and he moved with purpose, ready to slip out unnoticed.Just as he was finishing getting dressed, the door to his room swung open with a loud thud. James stormed in, his face a mix of anger and shock. His eyes widened when he saw Ethan dressed entirely in black, a c
Ethan shuffled closer to the nightstand, his footsteps growing heavier with each step. The dim light from the lamp cast long shadows, making the room feel eerie and suffocating. As he neared the nightstand, his heart pounded, and an icy dread began to coil around his chest.His hand trembled, and he clenched his fist tightly, fighting against the rising anxiety that twisted in his gut. His fingers finally reached the paper, which felt unnervingly cold and damp. He pulled it towards him, the edges crumpling under his grip. With a deep breath, he flipped it open, every movement feeling like it took an eternity.The message was blunt and ruthless. It simply stated that his mother was gone. The words hit him like a punch to the gut, leaving him gasping for breath as the world seemed to tilt around him.Ethan's eyes filled with tears as he stared at the letter, the sight bringing back painful memories. "They left a letter after all, just like when Ryan was taken," he mumbled, his voice
“I’m the bartender at Monique’s Bar… Your boss is completely out of it and needs help. Please come get him out of here,” the bartender explained, his concern growing as he glanced at Ethan’s dishevelled state.With a curt acknowledgment, James ended the call. His frustration was palpable as he stormed out of the mansion, urgency driving his every step. The drive to the bar was swift, fueled by worry and impatience.When James arrived at the bar, the sight before him was grim. Ethan was slumped in a chair, the remnants of his drinking binge evident in the empty bottles and glasses scattered around him. The dim lighting and the messy scene struck James with a mix of shock and disappointment. “Shit!” he muttered under his breath, rushing to Ethan’s side.He gently but firmly helped Ethan sit up, noting the disorientation and tears streaking down his friend’s face. Ethan’s eyes were glassy, his expression a mix of pain and self-loathing. As James prepared to carry him out, Ethan’s voic
As Ethan stormed out of Samuel’s mansion, a wave of shame and regret washed over him. The gravity of his situation struck him hard: his mother was missing, and he had no idea where to find her. The meeting with Samuel had yielded no answers, only deepened his anguish.His eyes stung with the threat of tears, but he fought them back with a grim determination. The workers at Samuel’s mansion watched him with a mix of curiosity and pity, their whispers barely audible over the distant hum of the night. Ethan felt their gazes like piercing needles, their silent judgement branding him as nothing more than a madman driven to the edge of sanity.Without a second glance at the mansion or its workers, Ethan climbed into his car. The engine roared to life, its growl a stark contrast to his inner troubles. He slammed the gear into drive and sped away, the tires screeching as they struggled to grip the road.His mind was a storm of rage and confusion as he raced back home. Every heartbeat see