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Once Broken, Now Unstoppable Chapter 62: Suzan in trouble
"Oh, don’t even bring it up. It was a miserable time. You didn’t see it—those two girls were just like Cassandra. They didn’t say it outright, but every word they dropped, inside and out, made it clear we couldn’t keep up. It was obvious they were trying to drag us down and kill any urge we had to chase them," Bork said, having tasted the sting of rejection. "Women can be ruthless," he added bitterly. "Actually, you’ve got it wrong. That’s just how they usually talk—those topics are normal and mundane to them. It’s fine if it didn’t work out this time. Jennifer’s already set up another meet for you next week. Get to know them better, and you can take it further. Don’t lose hope. If you snag one of them, it’s a win for you—cuts out over a decade of struggle," George said, trying to lift their spirits. "Do you two actually like those girls or not?" Thomas asked with a grin. "Yeah, of course. They’re gorgeous, great figures, and they talk so smoothly. But they’re tough to crack—eyes
Once Broken, Now Unstoppable Chapter 63: "Young Master Brandt sent a yacht." But "AngelMortal sends a plane."!
George was speaking the truth. Since Suzan had chosen to do this revealing live broadcast, she had to be ready for harassment. She’d likely need to sacrifice much more for the sake of money. If she wanted to keep going, she’d have to steel herself.Just then, another user entered the live broadcast room, with the handle "Brandt." The name alone was a dead giveaway—everyone recognized it instantly. No one expected Holan himself to be drawn to a small-time stream. This was a real big shot."Young Master Brandt sent a yacht.""Young Master Brandt sent a yacht.""Young Master Brandt sent a plane.""Young Master Brandt sent a plane."Each gift was worth three thousand dollars. The entire live room fell silent, watching yachts and planes drift across the screen. In moments, the Brandt family heir topped the fan list."Suzan, come to the Queen’s Bar now. I’ll toss you another two thousand—five thousand total," Holan typed in casually like it was a order from the supreme court leaving no room
Once Broken, Now Unstoppable Chapter 64: She message Brother Mortal
Thomas’s words directly infuriated Holan and his lackeys, unleashing a torrent of abuse, mockery, and vile language. Yet, in the face of power and insults, most people still valued strength above all. Some whispered anonymously that the Brandt Family lacked the courage to fight or compete, resorting only to harsh words. Others claimed that Angel Mortal was a true deity—a disciple of an elite family, a refined and wealthy heir or from a military family with millions of dollars companies and connections to bigshot running the country."You think you can mock me? Dream on!"Without hesitation, Holan splashed $10,000 into the fray. In a fit of rage, he sent ten payments, and ten virtual planes soared into the live stream’s digital sky.“Real money, Brother Holan! As expected of Brother Holan. Ten grand is just pocket change. Mortal boy, keep pretending—let’s see if you can outplay him,” Eagor typed, his words dripping with provocation as he dropped a comment. It was his job as a packet to
Once Broken, Now Unstoppable Chapter 65: Time to get a car
“Brother Mortal?”“Who’s this?” Thomas replied, eyeing the username: GreatDreamLikeRain.“I’m Jessica. What’s your name, Brother Mortal? Are you from the Biology College?” The reply came lightning-fast.Thomas was anything but calm.He had been engaged to Jessica for three years, yet she had never once replied to his messages so quickly and with so much respect in it. And now, out of nowhere, she was reaching out to him?But Thomas knew she wasn’t looking for him—she was chasing “Mortal,” not Thomas.“I’m from the Biology Department,” Thomas replied, sidestepping her probing while answering her final question.“Awesome, Brother Mortal! When I start my live stream, will you shower me with gifts like you did for Suzan?” Jessica asked, her voice brimming with anticipation.Thomas didn’t respond. He lay in bed, his thoughts a tangled mess. Was this what women were like? Or was it just women like Jessica that behave so?On impulse, Thomas typed, “Don't you have a boyfriend? You seem close
Once Broken, Now Unstoppable Chapter 66: Being locked in a car dealers shop
Though Veronica was deeply touched by Thomas’s words, a faint worry lingered on her face. “But everyone thinks you’re broke. They’ll assume I gave you the money. Won’t that hurt your reputation? With all these nasty rumors, it’s hard to set the record straight.” “If they call you naive and you don’t own it, just say I hit the lottery. What can they do? Force you to say you gave me the money?” Thomas shrugged. “Besides, I’ve cut ties with the Jaymes family now. The three-year marriage with their daughter didn't work out as planned and the family were cruel to me and treated me like a trash. Why should I care what they think? Why bother with their gossip?” “Well… alright. But what car are you planning to get? How much do you have? I’ve got some savings—I’ll send it to you.” Before Thomas could protest, Veronica grabbed her phone and transferred $100,000 to his account. “Where’d you get that kind of cash?” Thomas asked, stunned. “I… I mentioned I’d help you out,” Veronica said, h
Once Broken, Now Unstoppable Chapter 67: Testing the car
“I can’t help it. I’m just schooling him on reality today. Connections and background run the world. If you’re broke, you might as well eat dirt. Buying a Mercedes-Benz? Ha!” Eagor doubled over, cackling. “So you think being a salesperson—or your uncle being sales manager—gives you total control of this place, huh?” Thomas asked, his smile calm, not a trace of anger as if he was just dealing with a bratty teenager disturbing a uncle like him who has seen all in life. “Hey? Damn right we run it. Got a problem with that? Keep it to yourself, no one wanna listen to a poor man grumble.” Eagor shot back. “Where’s your boss?” Thomas asked, turning to the front desk. “Sorry, we can only contact the owner for registered members,” the receptionist replied with a polite smile. “Then sign me up for membership,” Thomas said firmly. “Membership? I’m dying here!” Eagor howled. “Membership requires a million bucks minimum. You think this is a corner store handing out free loyalty cards?” “Let
Once Broken, Now Unstoppable Chapter 68: Car crash
Thomas’s car had just hit the intersection, cruising at over 40 miles per hour. As he prepared to brake, he pressed the pedal—and nothing happened. No matter how hard he stomped, the car didn’t slow. His stomach dropped as he realized the brakes had failed.“Grab the handrail, Veronica! The brakes are shot!” Thomas shouted.He yanked the steering wheel hard at the intersection. The car lurched violently, tires screeching, and slammed head-on into a Maybach turning the corner. The Mercedes’ hood crumpled, a massive dent scarring its frame.“Oh no, we hit someone!” Veronica gasped, her eyes glistening with panic.“It’s okay. The speed wasn’t too high—no one’s seriously hurt. Stay here. I’ll check it out,” Thomas said, his voice steady to calm her.He stepped out of the car, heart pounding but face composed. From the crumpled Maybach, a driver climbed out, his face twisted with rage. The man stormed over, slamming a fist against Thomas’s car.“Can you fucking drive? Do you know who’s in
Once Broken, Now Unstoppable Chapter 69: I need a explanation
As the manager scrambled to placate Julian, Thomas’s phone buzzed. It was Derren from Cunningham Enterprises, returning his earlier call.“Thomas, you rang? Everything okay?” Derren’s voice was crisp, professional.“Not exactly,” Thomas said, stepping aside for privacy. “I’m at the Mercedes dealership in Charlottenberg. They gave me a test car with no brakes which made me crashed into Julian’s Maybach. I need you to pull some strings, find out who’s behind this. Feels like more than a mistake.”“Julian, huh? That’s messy,” Derren said, a hint of amusement in his tone. “I’ll dig into it. Dealership records, maintenance logs—I’ll get you answers by tonight. You want me to lean on the owner?”“Not yet,” Thomas said. “Let’s see how they handle it. But keep the pressure ready.”“Got it. Sit tight,” Derren said, and the call ended.Back at the lot, Julian was still tearing into the manager, who looked like he’d aged a decade. Veronica hovered nearby, watching the scene unfold. Thomas rejoin
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Chapter 73: Stay away from my daughter's car!
Finally, they reached Veronica's family home. Thomas didn't feel like calling it his home again since to him he has cut ties with them already. Upon stepping out, Thomas Tudor suddenly realized something was wrong. By the time he wanted to hide his key, it was too late.Yanna Blanca who was outside of the balcony immediately spot him and Veronica coming down from the car and immediately said. “What’s that? Take it out.”Thomas Tudor stood still, unsure of what to do.He glanced at Veronica, who shrugged. She didn’t have a clue either.With no other choice, Thomas Tudor pull the car key out and handed the key over.“Oh, it’s a car key. Veronica, did you buy a car?” Yanna Blanca’s first reaction was to assume her useless daughter had bought a new car.Thomas Tudor wasn’t even a thought.“You silly girl. I’m not trying to scold you, but you’re such a spendthrift and you didn't even let us know. Also, you’d better not leave your car key with Thomas Tudor. He’s so clumsy; what if he dama
Chapter 72: Making friends
But before anyone reached Thomas, he pull out a thin, glistening thread, dangling it in the air. "You know what this is, right?" He said calmly."..."The room stilled, confusion halting the chaos as everyone tried processing what they just saw. Clara froze mid-step, her rage faltering into confusion."W... What is that?" She asked, stuttering in shock as she felt a had premonition.“Nylon,” Thomas said, his voice cutting through the din. “Invented in the 1930s, barely pass fifty years old. Yet this painting’s supposed to be 400 years old, from the Renaissance. Care to explain how nylon’s woven into your ‘masterpiece’?”Upon hearing this, everyone went silent. The silence was deafening. Faces shifted, smirks vanished, replaced by furrowed brows.Edward stared at the thread, his expression crumbling from anger to disbelief. Clara’s mouth opened, but no words came. The security manager faltered, his bravado deflating into shocked too.Veronica’s shock morphed into awe. This was a big
Chapter 71: Going into a art centre and exposing fake art
As they rounded a corner, a grand building loomed ahead, its marble facade adorned with banners proclaiming Charlottenberg Art Centre: A Legacy of Mastery. AIts windows glowed, inviting, and Veronica’s gaze locked onto it. Her eyes sparkled with fascination, her lips parting slightly as she leaned forward, captivated by the thought of beauty within.“You like art?” Thomas asked, catching her expression.“I… yeah,” she admitted, almost shy. “It’s like stepping into someone’s soul. Want to check it out?”Thomas grinned. “Why not? I don't have anything else to do today.” He pulled into the lot, parking the Mercedes with care. The air was crisp as they stepped out, the centre’s elegance drawing them in like a magnet.Inside, the halls buzzed with quiet sophistication. Patrons in tailored suits and flowing dresses glided past, murmuring about brushstrokes and history. Sculptures shone under soft lights, and paintings lined the walls, vivid oils, delicate watercolors, each a story frozen i
Chapter 70: Got new car for free
Julian laughed, a harsh, biting sound. “So, it was a setup. You thought you could play games with me in the crossfire? Vance, you’re dumber than your nephew and stupid to not realise that not everyone will grovel before you for favour, you work for someone and I thought that alone should have made you humble.”Hargrove rounded on Vance, his voice low and furious after hearing Eagor's confession. “Is this true? You rigged a car to humiliate a customer?”“No, I—” Vance stammered, but Hargrove cut him off.“You’re done,” Hargrove said. “Pack your desk. You’re out.” He was someone who value family ties and that was the reason he gave this manager position to Vance and turn a blind eye to people with better skills that even came to seek for it but now that Vance has provoked a man deem as a local mafia don, Hargrove didn't care if he had to banish Vance, so long as it appease Julian then all issues will be solved and his business will continue flourishing without gangs attacking all of a
Chapter 69: I need a explanation
As the manager scrambled to placate Julian, Thomas’s phone buzzed. It was Derren from Cunningham Enterprises, returning his earlier call.“Thomas, you rang? Everything okay?” Derren’s voice was crisp, professional.“Not exactly,” Thomas said, stepping aside for privacy. “I’m at the Mercedes dealership in Charlottenberg. They gave me a test car with no brakes which made me crashed into Julian’s Maybach. I need you to pull some strings, find out who’s behind this. Feels like more than a mistake.”“Julian, huh? That’s messy,” Derren said, a hint of amusement in his tone. “I’ll dig into it. Dealership records, maintenance logs—I’ll get you answers by tonight. You want me to lean on the owner?”“Not yet,” Thomas said. “Let’s see how they handle it. But keep the pressure ready.”“Got it. Sit tight,” Derren said, and the call ended.Back at the lot, Julian was still tearing into the manager, who looked like he’d aged a decade. Veronica hovered nearby, watching the scene unfold. Thomas rejoin
Chapter 68: Car crash
Thomas’s car had just hit the intersection, cruising at over 40 miles per hour. As he prepared to brake, he pressed the pedal—and nothing happened. No matter how hard he stomped, the car didn’t slow. His stomach dropped as he realized the brakes had failed.“Grab the handrail, Veronica! The brakes are shot!” Thomas shouted.He yanked the steering wheel hard at the intersection. The car lurched violently, tires screeching, and slammed head-on into a Maybach turning the corner. The Mercedes’ hood crumpled, a massive dent scarring its frame.“Oh no, we hit someone!” Veronica gasped, her eyes glistening with panic.“It’s okay. The speed wasn’t too high—no one’s seriously hurt. Stay here. I’ll check it out,” Thomas said, his voice steady to calm her.He stepped out of the car, heart pounding but face composed. From the crumpled Maybach, a driver climbed out, his face twisted with rage. The man stormed over, slamming a fist against Thomas’s car.“Can you fucking drive? Do you know who’s in
Chapter 67: Testing the car
“I can’t help it. I’m just schooling him on reality today. Connections and background run the world. If you’re broke, you might as well eat dirt. Buying a Mercedes-Benz? Ha!” Eagor doubled over, cackling. “So you think being a salesperson—or your uncle being sales manager—gives you total control of this place, huh?” Thomas asked, his smile calm, not a trace of anger as if he was just dealing with a bratty teenager disturbing a uncle like him who has seen all in life. “Hey? Damn right we run it. Got a problem with that? Keep it to yourself, no one wanna listen to a poor man grumble.” Eagor shot back. “Where’s your boss?” Thomas asked, turning to the front desk. “Sorry, we can only contact the owner for registered members,” the receptionist replied with a polite smile. “Then sign me up for membership,” Thomas said firmly. “Membership? I’m dying here!” Eagor howled. “Membership requires a million bucks minimum. You think this is a corner store handing out free loyalty cards?” “Let
Chapter 66: Being locked in a car dealers shop
Though Veronica was deeply touched by Thomas’s words, a faint worry lingered on her face. “But everyone thinks you’re broke. They’ll assume I gave you the money. Won’t that hurt your reputation? With all these nasty rumors, it’s hard to set the record straight.” “If they call you naive and you don’t own it, just say I hit the lottery. What can they do? Force you to say you gave me the money?” Thomas shrugged. “Besides, I’ve cut ties with the Jaymes family now. The three-year marriage with their daughter didn't work out as planned and the family were cruel to me and treated me like a trash. Why should I care what they think? Why bother with their gossip?” “Well… alright. But what car are you planning to get? How much do you have? I’ve got some savings—I’ll send it to you.” Before Thomas could protest, Veronica grabbed her phone and transferred $100,000 to his account. “Where’d you get that kind of cash?” Thomas asked, stunned. “I… I mentioned I’d help you out,” Veronica said, h
Chapter 65: Time to get a car
“Brother Mortal?”“Who’s this?” Thomas replied, eyeing the username: GreatDreamLikeRain.“I’m Jessica. What’s your name, Brother Mortal? Are you from the Biology College?” The reply came lightning-fast.Thomas was anything but calm.He had been engaged to Jessica for three years, yet she had never once replied to his messages so quickly and with so much respect in it. And now, out of nowhere, she was reaching out to him?But Thomas knew she wasn’t looking for him—she was chasing “Mortal,” not Thomas.“I’m from the Biology Department,” Thomas replied, sidestepping her probing while answering her final question.“Awesome, Brother Mortal! When I start my live stream, will you shower me with gifts like you did for Suzan?” Jessica asked, her voice brimming with anticipation.Thomas didn’t respond. He lay in bed, his thoughts a tangled mess. Was this what women were like? Or was it just women like Jessica that behave so?On impulse, Thomas typed, “Don't you have a boyfriend? You seem close
