3 Days later…Ethan is seated in his office, his eyes fixed on the file before him. He had missed out on a lot of things, and as it stood, it was best he get to work rather than mess around. He didn't want to get stepped down by the executives of the company. He needed to work hard. As he flipped the pages of the file before him, a little paper fell out of it to the ground. Curious, he looked at it and picked it up to see what it was. Staring at the paper, he saw that it was Miles' contact information. A smile instantly curled up on his lips as he recalled the past three days. It had been hell at some points, while at other points, it was good and felt nice. “I guess I won't be needing this anymore, huh? Time flies so fast!” he said to himself as he crumpled the paper and threw it into the waste bin in his office. He continued with what he was doing. He had to finish a huge amount of files before dusk, and smiling at papers wouldn't get him there. Just as he had gotten engrossed
Opening the document that James had handed over to him, Ethan couldn't help but scoff. He immediately tossed the document to the side, feeling intensely irritated by its content.“What is it for?” James asked as soon as he saw Ethan acting weird. Anger was written all over his face at that moment.If there was anything Ethan wasn't expecting for the day, it was definitely a document or a file coming from one of the men he disliked to the core. He never wished to see anything related to him.“Ethan? Are you okay?” James asked as he took a step closer to where Ethan was standing. “I'm sorry if the document I brought changed your mood, I didn't…” James began to say, but Ethan cut him off swiftly.“Mr. Han wants an investment from Newhope Robotics…he wants us to invest in whatever it is he wants to do!” Ethan revealed the content of the document, and immediately, James' eyes widened in shock.“What? How is that possible?” James instantly reached for the file and, opening it, found out tha
“I asked you a question. What are you doing here, Camilla? Because I obviously don't recall asking you to come here!” Ethan snapped as he glared into her eyes, anger and fury tinged in his tone.“Come on, Ethan Wills, don't act like you don't know why I am here. Isn't it clear that I am here to see you? After all, we are dating, right? I know you need me!” Camilla uttered as she walked closer to Ethan.She placed her hand on his chest and trailed her finger from his chest down to his waistline. Ethan couldn't help but snap, grabbing her hand and pulling it off his body.“Stay away from me, Camilla. We have nothing in common, is that clear?” he warned through gritted teeth as he glared into her eyes.“Nothing in common? We both know that's a big lie, Ethan. Don't play hard to get; you might never get the opportunity to have me this close to you ever again!” she snarled as she stared into his eyes.Ethan couldn't believe her sudden actions. It was fueled by something, but he wasn't sure
“I am better off without you in my life, Camilla!” Ethan declared, and without hesitation, he turned on his heels and stormed out of the office, slamming the door in her face.At this point, Camilla felt nothing but rage and fury. How in the world would she come from afar to see Ethan, and all she got was him treating her like trash?“You are the trash, Ethan, and you should be treated as one. I can't believe I came in contact with your body too!” She dusted her body as if she had filth or dirt all over her clothes.She just wished he had accepted her; then her plan would have gone smoothly and become easier for her.“This isn't the end yet, Ethan Wills. Every bit of your being will pay for humiliating me today, before your low-life workers and in your office! I'll show you!” She muttered in fury as she walked over to the chair, grabbed her bag, and exited the office.She tried smiling and acting like everything was fine, but the staff that were seated knew that nothing was fine. They
The disturbing noise from outside Gideon's office pulled him out of his thoughts immediately. He just couldn't help but want to know who it was and what had caused such noise in his company. He hadn't had such a disturbance in a long while.Without a second thought, he stood to his feet and walked over to the door. He was hoping to find someone strange so he could call his security to deal with them, but just as he pulled the door open to see who it was, he was stunned to find Camilla threatening to sack his security like she owned the company herself.“Camilla?” He gasped, his brows creasing as he stared at her from where he stood. He couldn't do anything; he definitely couldn't send her away.“Oh Gideon, thank goodness you are here! You need to send this man packing! He doesn't deserve to work for you! Send him away immediately!” She stated before he could utter another word to her.“What is going on here?” Gideon asked, and immediately, his security guard turned to him.“She came a
Ethan sat down on a couch in his living room and had his eyes fixed on the ceiling. He wasn't sure what he was thinking about, but he was certain that something was coming to him. "Fuck!" He groaned as he punched the bridge of his nose in frustration and sat up on his couch. He reached for the wine in front of him and, without a second thought, took a large gulp from it. He didn't look fine, and his mother saw it, but she wasn't sure how to ask him what was wrong. It was obvious that he wouldn't bother opening up to her, and it made her feel bad. So she resorted to doing one thing: calling one person she knew he'd talk to once he was available.Just as Ethan kept taking larger gulps from each glass he poured, the doorbell rang out so loud that it disrupted his thinking for a split second. "Who could that be at this hour?" He asked as he looked at his wristwatch. It was pretty late for anyone to visit, but someone was at the door. He staggered as he stood up from the couch. He walk
"This sounds more serious than I ever imagined. I just hope it isn't what I am thinking!" James emitted, getting worried out of the blue. The fact that he had thought everything was over, but here Camilla was trying to bring up more problems, made him sceptical. He wished for it to end, but as it stood, it was clear that things were just beginning to get spicy and juicy. "I hope she thinks well before she reacts, James. If she doesn't, then it would mean the end of her. I won't take a step back if I want to deal with her!" Ethan declared, his fist tightening to show the fury he felt within. "What are you planning on doing now that you know she has risen to cause a problem?" James asked, seeking an explanation for the current situation. "I won't do anything yet, James. She wants to play the game? I'd let her start the game, but once it has started, there will definitely be no turning back, not until I get what I want from her! And even if it means her life, I'd take it!" Ethan decl
“It is obvious you all are scared of me. You fear that I'd best you, isn't that the case?” Ethan snarled as he spoke to them.He was only trying to do one thing, and that was to make them come at him. He was trying to make them fight with him and let go of the young boy they had been beating. They could kill him, and that wouldn't be fair, not even for a split second.“This is your last chance to leave!” they warned as they began to trudge closer to where Ethan stood.They had thought he'd run away, that he'd leave them and flee, but Ethan didn't. He stood his ground, waiting for them to come closer to him.The second they got closer, their presence towering over him, Ethan didn't flinch or show fear.“Hit me!” he dared them through his gritted teeth. He had suddenly forgotten his words about not causing more harm or trouble for himself.“As you wish!” one of them let out and immediately lifted his hand and punched Ethan in the face.Truth be told, Ethan wasn't expecting this. He thou
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