“It's over between you and I, Ethan!” Camilla's voice boomed through the silence that covered everywhere, and just then, a sly smirk curled up on Ethan's lips. The second he let go of his cheek where Camilla had slapped him, his hand tightened around his mother, and with a frown, he responded to her. “A breakup? That's the best move right now, Camilla!” He stated this with so much joy coursing through his veins. “What?” Camilla stuttered, her eyes widening in shock, as she just couldn't believe what she had heard from him. “You are joking, right? You don't mean you are accepting it. You need me!” She uttered it, trying to make Ethan believe that she was his only saviour. She still hasn't seen the clear picture yet, and she still hasn't understood that Ethan was no longer on her level anymore. As Ethan stared at her, he couldn't help but recall his past life and how she kissed and romanced Gideon. ‘If only I could kill you right now, I would definitely do it! You don't deserve to
“I am the CEO of the Newhope robotics company, mother... I don't need someone like Camilla or her father! Isn't that clear?” Ethan explained briefly, his eyes squinting and his fist clenching tightly as he stated. If he could find Camilla's father before him, he would hit him on the face without thinking twice. “But...” his mother was going to say, but immediately, Ethan cut in. “I promised to protect you, didn't I? You are safe with me, mother, and I won't let you suffer anymore! We are fine by ourselves!” Ethan concluded before embracing his mother, who was sitting down pretty close to him. He didn't need to utter any more words as they drove to their new apartment. It was a long ride, but finally, they arrived before the mansion, his mother's eyes gleaming with shock as she stared at the building through the window. It was a massive building that glittered with shiny designs on the walls. “What in the world?” Her eyes widened as she climbed out of the car. She kept looking ar
Waking up in the most comfortable way, Ethan couldn't help but smile as he opened his eyes slowly to behold the dawn of a new day, the day he would count as one of his best days. He slowly sat up on his bed, and looking around the room he was in, he couldn't help but wonder how he had gotten this much within just a few days. Thoughts about his past life came slamming through his mind, and he couldn't help but tighten his fist. “It's never happening again!” He said to himself as he turned to the table in his room. Staring at it, he recalled the task that was given to him by his system. “I need to get it done soon, but where do I get the diamond ring when I barely know anything about it?” He pondered deeply, staring all over his room. He was left with a feeling of confusion, doubt, and worry. He wasn't sure where to start his journey. Soon, his alarm rang out, and he understood that it was time for him to get to the company. He swiftly stood up from his bed and went ahead to take
“I never knew you were the CEO; please forgive me, Ethan...” Mr. Han begged as he went down on his knees on the ground, tears flowing down his eyes like he was a little child. Truth be told, Ethan never knew that Mr. Han could be so humble and cry before him. In the past, he would always get bullied by Mr. Han, and he never cared if Ethan was feeling okay. He'd send him on errands just to mock him before Camilla, and because Ethan saw it as nothing but him trying to get into his heart, he did it all, making sure he went through hell so Mr. Han would never take his daughter away from him. Ethan's fist clenched, thinking about the past. He knew what he had suffered in Mr. Han's hands; things he dared not speak of either way. Seeing him beg was just the beginning of it all; Ethan had vowed to make him suffer even more. “Please, Ethan, forgive me and give me the position back!” He got closer to Ethan and held his pants. “You never knew I was the CEO? And now you know, you are willin
Just as Ethan kept staring out of the window in his office with his hands crossed behind him, he couldn't help but wonder what would be his fate next. It was his second life and he barely knew how things were going to work for him. He had begun to change his fate, and that made him oblivious to what would happen around him next. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, the task that he was expected to complete, taking of the ring and returning it to the owner, slammed into his mind and he couldn't help but be disturbed by it. “What will it take for me to get it?” His eyes squinted as he stared out of the window, still lost in thoughts. He wasn't sure where or how he was going to get it, but he must do so. “Ethan!” A voice called out his name from behind in his office, making him turn to find out who it was. Seeing that it was James, he didn't hesitate to let him come into his office. “What do you want from me this time, James?” Ethan asked, sliding his hands into his pockets as he st
The second Nathan tried to punch Ethan in the face, Ethan acted swiftly, his hand gripping that of Nathan's and tightening more than Nathan could ever imagine. It was so tight that Nathan couldn't help but feel his bones crush into tiny particles as Ethan held them. To him at this point, Ethan was different; he had the kind of powers that he could never have imagined he would have even in twenty years. “What are you doing to me? Arrgh!” Nathan growled as he found himself becoming weaker and weaker under the grip of Ethan. Soon, he found himself going on his knees like he was being compelled to do so. It was just a tight grip to Ethan, but it meant more than that to Nathan. “Let go of my hand!” Nathan struggled to pull his hand out of Ethan's grip, but it was impossible to do so. Ethan wasn't the same weakling he bullied back in school. His eyes became moist, and his heart beat rapidly. It felt as if he was going to die. The second he got on his knees, there was just one thing he
As Ethan got into his car and was being driven back home, his thoughts wandered off to Nathan and the crazy thoughts he might have going on in his head.“I would be prepared for you, Nathan, no matter what!” Ethan muttered as the car drove faster than he had ever expected. After what felt like an eternity, they arrived back home, and Ethan didn't hesitate to climb out of the car. Shutting the door, his driver ignited the engines again and zoomed off, heading back to the company to get some files for Ethan. Releasing a deep sign, Ethan walked into the house, hoping to be welcomed by his mother's warm embrace, but to his disappointment, she came out of her room with a white envelope in her hand. “Ethan, you are back,” she said, smiling at him. Ethan didn't mind her pleasantries at this point; his eyes were just fixed on the envelope in his mother's grip. “What do you have there, Mom?” He questioned, his eyes turning shady as he suspected it wasn't for a good course. No one would w
Staring at the paper invitation that was in his hand, Ethan couldn't help but smile brightly. The thought that it was Mr. Han who had the diamond was pretty fascinating, and he saw it as his own way of making Mr. Han pay for acting so viciously. “Let's see what you've got, Mr. Han!” He tightened his grip around the invitation in his hand, and just then, he turned to his phone that was on his bed. He reached for it and picked it up; as unlocked it, one person came into his mind at this point, and it was no other person than James. The second he dialled his contact, he placed the phone in his ear, listening to it as it rang out continuously. “Come on, James... pick up the call!” Ethan pressured as he stood to his feet and began pacing to and fro in his room. James wasn't the kind that left his phone far from his presence, so seeing that he wasn't responding no matter how many times Ethan called him made Ethan ponder what must have gone wrong with him. “Did he run off somewhere or
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