The drive to the company felt much longer to Ethan than he had expected. He was deep in thought and felt nervous, which made the journey seem endless. Every few moments, he would glance at James, who was sitting right next to him, trying to gauge his mood.Ryker, who was also in the car, noticed Ethan's nervousness and started to think that they might have had a disagreement. However, he decided not to bring it up. James, observing Ethan's restless behaviour, saw him turning his head back and forth, but Ethan quickly looked away and focused on the file James had given him earlier that morning.“You know, Ethan,” James said, breaking the silence, “if you have something to say to me, just say it. Don’t make me guess if you’re upset or something.”Ethan shook his head and mumbled, “It’s nothing…” He avoided looking at James, who was trying to get him to talk.“Alright,” James said, sounding a bit frustrated, “but could you please stop staring at me?” He turned his eyes back to the road
As Ethan walked into the office, a wave of fear and uncertainty hit him hard. His heart pounded in his chest, and his hands felt clammy. The last thing he wanted was to be forced to work with Gideon, the one person he couldn't stand.Ethan couldn’t understand why they would want him to sign a deal with Gideon of all people. It seemed impossible, like some cruel joke. How could they expect him to work alongside his worst enemy?“Gideon, of all investors? Are they out of their minds?” Ethan muttered under his breath, disbelief and frustration mixing in his voice. A scoff slipped out as he shook his head. He made his way over to the large window in his office, gazing out at the city below. The view was calming, a clear difference to the rage churning inside him. He slid his hands into his pockets, trying to find some comfort in the familiar action.For a moment, the peaceful scene outside started to ease his nerves. But just as he began to relax, a loud, mechanical voice echoed inside
Ethan climbed into his car, feeling the weight of the day's stress slowly lift off his shoulders. He let out a deep sigh of relief, his eyes locking onto the road ahead as if it held the answers to everything troubling him. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, knuckles turning white, as a wave of determination surged through him. It was as if every fibre of his being was urging him to act, pushing him forward with an intensity he had never felt before.With a quick twist of the key, the engine roared to life, filling the quiet day with a steady hum. Without hesitation, he pressed his foot down on the accelerator, feeling the car lurch forward as it quickly picked up speed. The city lights blurred past his windows as he raced away from the company, his thoughts focused on one destination: the Montero restaurant. He had to get there, and nothing was going to stop him.After what felt like hours behind the wheel, Ethan finally reached the restaurant. The drive had seemed endle
Gideon sat down heavily on the worn-out couch in his dimly lit room, the only light coming from a small lamp in the corner. His eyes locked onto the drink sitting on the table in front of him, untouched. His mind was racing, filled with one dark thought: the idea of Ethan being killed. “Why is it so hard to get to you, dear Ethan?” he muttered quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. He kept his gaze fixed on the drink, but his thoughts were far away, focused on Ethan. No matter how hard he tried, every plan he made to bring Ethan down seemed to fail miserably. Each failure left him feeling like the foolish one, and he hated that feeling. He despised how things never went his way, how his schemes fell apart almost every single time. But the desire to win, to finally get Ethan, burned within him. He wouldn’t stop until he found a way to succeed.After Mr. Andrew's death, Gideon had surprisingly remained calm. He was determined to figure out what he was doing wrong, why all his a
Gideon hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. His eyes darted between Samuel and Nick, sensing their worry. “It’s nothing serious,” he finally said, but his voice lacked conviction.“Nothing serious?” Nick echoed, disbelief clear in his voice. “You nearly lost your life! You’re not the unstoppable force we used to know anymore, are you?”Gideon felt a pang of frustration at Nick’s words, but he couldn’t entirely disagree. “That’s not it. I’m just…” he started to explain, his voice trailing off as he tried to articulate the inner turmoil he’d been dealing with. But before he could finish, Samuel cut him off.“Just what?” Samuel pressed, not willing to let him off the hook so easily. “Weak? Of course, Gideon… we all know how weak you are right now!” Samuel taunted, his voice dripping with mockery. The words were meant to provoke, and they hit their mark. Gideon’s fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white with the effort to contain his anger.“Watch your words
“What are they planning now that they’ve returned? Are they coming to kill me, take over my company, or, even worse, hurt me by going after the people I love?” Ethan muttered as he anxiously paced back and forth in the room. His mind raced with worry, unable to settle on what terrible thing might happen next.If there was one thing Ethan wanted more than anything, it was to keep his loved ones safe, especially his mother, who meant the world to him. The mere thought of losing her again, after everything he had fought for in this second chance at life, made his heart ache with fear. He couldn’t bear the idea of watching her suffer or die in front of him, not after all they had been through.Ethan would rather sacrifice himself than see any harm come to his mother or Ryan. At this point, he felt like he was capable of doing anything, no matter how extreme, to protect them.With his hands on his waist, Ethan continued to pace around the office. His thoughts were scattered, and he hadn
"Come on, Ethan, you’ve got this. I’m sure of it. There’s no reason to freak out," James said, fixing Ethan's collar and straightening his tie. He wanted to boost Ethan’s confidence.The two of them had left home early that morning, determined to meet one important person: Ford’s youngest son. They were heading to finalise a big contract with him since he had agreed to team up with Newhope Robotics Company. This deal was important, and James wanted to make sure Ethan was ready to impress.But even with the announcement made on live broadcasts, there was still a lingering fear that Ford's youngest son might back out of the deal. The contract wasn’t set in stone just yet, and Ethan knew he had to give it everything he had to make sure it went through. Until the final signatures were on the paper, there was no room for error."Stay calm?" Ethan scoffed, watching as James fussed over every little detail, trying to get everything just right. "You're the one who needs to stay calm, James,
"Stop the car!" Ethan commanded with intense determination, his eyes sharp and focused.James looked bewildered. "What? Why? We need to get back home. Did you forget something? Maybe a part of the contract you didn’t sign? I can go back…" He started to get out of the car, ready to fix whatever might have gone wrong.Ethan quickly grabbed James’s arm, stopping him. "No, it’s not about the contract. It’s something else. You and Ryker need to leave without me. I’m taking the car. I need to go back to the company for something important."“At the company? At this time of night? Isn’t it too late for that? Come on, Ethan… it can wait until tomorrow,” James suggested, but Ethan shook his head, showing he was determined.“You don’t get it. I can’t wait until tomorrow. I need it right now. You and Ryker… get out of the car!” He ordered, leaving them both stunned and confused.Without saying anything more, Ethan got out of the car and walked around until he reached the driver’s side. He opened