"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
Chapter 80: Ethan watched the men walk away, clutching their sides in intense pain. He smiled as they left the park.As soon as they were gone, he noticed the young boy they had been bullying and beating standing up. Ethan could see in his eyes that he wasn't going to stand still.The boy was scared of everything, including Ethan. The moment he stood up, he turned to run away, but without thinking twice, Ethan rushed towards him, grabbing him by the collar and halting him in his tracks."And where do you think you're trying to run off to?" Ethan asked, lifting his brows as he turned the boy's face to meet his gaze.The boy still felt pain on his left side, but Ethan couldn't help but want to understand what was really happening. Why had the hefty men held the boy, and why did they keep bullying him?"Is that how you say thank you to someone who saved your life?" Ethan questioned. Immediately, the boy fell to his knees, his hands joined together as he begged for mercy."Please forgive
"Ryan, Ryan Jacobs!" he exclaimed with a bright smile on his lips."Why don't we head back home then, Ryan Jacobs? I'm pretty sure my mom would be happy to see you!" Ethan urged, and with a nod, Ryan stood to his feet."I'm ready when you are!"Ethan scoffed, and with a last glance at him, he turned on his heels and they headed straight for the house. Arriving at the house, Ryan's eyes widened in both shock and excitement at seeing the mansion before him.He definitely wasn't expecting to find such a mansion belonging to Ethan."We are here!" Ethan announced before turning to him. "Come in, this is your house now!""Wait a second, is this your house?" Ryan asked, his eyes bulging out even more as if they were going to fall out of their sockets."Yes, Ryan… why do you ask?" Ethan chuckled in confusion as he stared at him."It's just that you don't look this rich. You…" he started to say, but Ethan cut in immediately, understanding where he was coming from, though it was a strange state
“My brother, do you have a problem with that?” Ethan asked, as he stared at James without taking his eyes off him, not even for a single second.“You can't be serious, right? Isn't he Ryan Jacobs?” James snapped as it dawned on him. His eyes bulged at the realisation. He knew so much about the boy, and seeing him in Ethan's house made him scared and want to react swiftly.“Ethan, you…” James was going to let out, but as Ethan turned to Ryan, he couldn't help but notice and sense the fear in his eyes.Ryan was scared that someone like James knew about him, that his identity was found out. He was scared of what would happen next. As his big brother, Ethan had to do something, and that was to take James out of the house before it was too late.“We'll be leaving now, Mother. See you when I return!” Ethan kissed his mother on her forehead before he walked away.He got closer to where James was standing, and without a second thought, he got a strong grip on James's hand, pulling him away.“
“Take us to the NOVATECH company immediately!” Ethan commanded Ryker, who had gotten into the car, and without hesitation, he nodded in response.He ignited the engine, and before anyone could say Jack, he had zoomed out of the place, heading straight for the NOVATECH company.As they continued their journey towards the company, Ethan found himself consumed by a simmering rage. James's persistent insistence on sending Ryan away made Ethan feel belittled, as though his ability to make decisions independently was being undermined.He turned his face abruptly towards the window, concealing his emotions from James. Ethan valued their friendship greatly and feared that revealing his anger might strain their relationship. He didn't want James to misinterpret his feelings and mistakenly believe that he didn't appreciate his concern.Deep down, Ethan wrestled with conflicting emotions. He understood James's intentions were rooted in care and protection, yet the way it was delivered stirred
Ethan carefully reviewed the contract's contents, scanning each clause diligently. Suddenly, one particular clause caught his attention, causing a momentary jolt of surprise. He hadn't anticipated anything like this: the provision that allowed them to acquire New Hope Robotics Company in case of their failure to fulfil their obligations."Acquire the company if they fail? Seriously?" Ethan muttered incredulously, glancing up at the man seated across from him.A smirk played on his lips, tinged with a hint of disdain. Both parties were well aware of the implications of such a clause, and Ethan couldn't help but feel a mixture of disbelief and scepticism about the intentions behind it."And so what? It's business, Ethan Wills, and I'm pretty sure you're aware that businesses have risks... I'm pretty sure you won't mess up!" He smirked."There could be other bargains. Why would you want to acquire my company?" Ethan relaxed in his seat, his brows furrowing as he stared at him."That's t
Laying back on his bed, Ethan let out a heavy scoff. He was pretty stressed out and needed to rest his head. He had gone to bed last night, and that was what was disturbing him as it stood.Just as he shut his eyes and was getting ready to doze off, the mechanical voice echoed loudly in his head, making him snap his eyes open immediately.[New Task Loading…]Ethan's face turned into a frown as he wasn't ready for another task. He just wanted to rest, to take a quick break and calm his head down.“What is it this time, RRS?” he grumbled as he sat up on his bed. The promise and vow he made to make sure that he wasn't going to reject any of RRS's tasks came reeling in his mind.There was definitely no way he was going to avoid it. It was either he did it or risked his life, facing dire consequences.[Task Loading 10%... 50%... 90%... 100%]It made a clicking sound as it completed.[Task completed][Host has a new task: act as a waiter at a club of your choice for only two hours!]Ethan's
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