Ethan paced around in his home as he contacted Kingsley Mountain. After so many years, he'd finally considered taking his inheritance and he was fueled with strong determination.
“This is Ethan Caldwell,” he said casually over the phone as he spoke to the chairlady. “Mr Ethan… This is him, if I'm not mistaken right?” “Of course.” “Well, I'm glad you called,” she said enthusiastically butin a surprised tone. Perhaps, she never expected him to call. “Thank you,” Ethan replied. “Uhm….” He scratched his head, not sure of what to say next. He actually wanted things to fall in place. His wife would be taken away from him in no time if he didn't do anything. He really loved Emily and could not afford to let her be in the arms of another. There was only one thing to do. “Liam White,” he began. “I heard that he has a solid connection with Kingsley Mountain, is that true?” “Yes, sir, of course. He's also one of the prominent shareholders in the company.” “Well, I want you to cut all ties with him.” The chairlady was confused, but she knew better than to question the young man for his request. She was in no position to question him. “Alright, sir. I'll do that right away.” Ethan gave a satisfactory smile. “And you'll also have him beaten up. He's done something against my policy.” “Sure,” she agreed without questioning him. “This is unbelievable,” Mrs Vanessa said out loud, as she scrolled through her phone, the next day. Her eyes widened with shock and her mouth hung agape as she saw the news. She was petrified and completely confused. Liam White, the man whom she'd wanted to marry her daughter Emily to had been attacked in his home. He'd been beaten and battered by thugs. “What's wrong, honey? Mr Gerald Harrison asked his wife as he noticed the forlorn look on her face. “Is there something wrong?” She nodded her head as words couldn't escape her lips. Her face had become ashen like she'd just had an encounter with a ghost. “Tell me what happened, and I will solve the problem right away.” “It's not something you can solve honey. It's— it's…. Liam White. I can't believe it. Just when we're at the peak of having a strong bond with his family…. The Whites are our only ticket to being one of the prominent families…. And now, this is happening?” “What's happening?” “Haven't you seen the news? It's all over. Some thugs were sent to beat him up in his home. How they managed to do that, is what I don't know. Now, he's in the hospital, beaten beyond recognition.” This was bad news, terrible news for the Harrisons as they thought having a strong connection with the Whites would be their last bus stop to acclaiming a high status. Who would do such a thing to them? Just when they were about to strike a mouth watering, life changing deal with the Whites…. A few hours later after getting the news that she would be son-in-law, the man she'd wished to marry her daughter had been battered, Vanessa got a phone call, and this time, the news she got was heart wrenching. Her son, David, had been arrested. This time, Vanessa lost it. She was infuriated beyond measure. She was utterly enraged. How could this happen to her? If only he stupid, wretched son-in-law had accepted the deal, things would have gone fine. Now she didn't even know how her family would get out of this mess. Her only hope was no longer competent enough. Vanessa, enraged about the news, called her daughter over. She wanted her to see for herself what she and her useless husband caused. “Did you see what you've let your good for nothing husband do to our family, Emily?” she questioned her daughter who just arrived,bile rising up in her throat. Emily was petrified. She stood by the door looking dumbfounded. What was her mother talking about and why did she look this enraged? “Mom, I don't understand,” she said, further riling up her mother's mood. “What do you mean you don't understand you silly child? Your brother has been arrested. The shareholders are threatening to pull away from the company because of this news. We are doomed, Emily. We've gone bankrupt, and not to talk of the amount we are owing Wilson enterprise. The only hope we had, Liam White is currently in the hospital beaten beyond recognition and here you are claiming you don't understand what's going on? Didn't you hear what happened?” Emily shook her head. “No, mom,” she replied in a timid voice. Her mom's outburst had painstakingly frightened her. “If your stupid husband had agreed to take our offer, he would have been compensated handsomely, and our family wouldn't have been left in the mercy of no one. But since you decided to influence his decision of not accepting the deal, you, Emily, are going to fix this mess, and you have less than a week to do that.” Although Emily was disappointed and scared, she was utterly relieved that she wouldn't go ahead with marrying Liam White. She'd heard so much about him; how treated women like tools and how he bullied everyone around him. How then could she marry such a deranged yet supercilious being? Her mother's words resounded in her head as she drove back home. “You are going to fix this mess, and you have less than a week to do that.” How was she going to clear her family's bills? How was she going to settle the debts her family was owing? It was an impossible task to do seeing no one could help her, and her husband was even less capable of solving the problem. What if she contacted Mr Lawrence? He was a nice man, he'd surely help her with some finances. Ethan on the other hand was very pleased with himself as he heard the news of Liams afflictions. He had orchestrated the events through his connections with Kingsley Mountain, and now, he was planning to meet with the representative of the organization. Mr Lawrence was a charismatic old man in his late 50’s who'd been working with the organization as the representative for years. He was an honest man who was indeed loyat to the organization. Having been missing for over ten years, Mr Lawrence took it into his hands to search for Ethan, all to no avail. He wondered why Ethan would sideline his inheritance whom a lot of people would kill to own. “Never in my old age did I think I would find you, Ethan,” Mr Lawrence said, his heart thumping with excitement as Ethan approached him. Earlier, he'd gotten a call from Ethan who let him know that he was coming over. “I've changed my mind,” Ethan said. “I'm ready to sign the documents of my inheritance, but that's only on one condition.” “And what's that? Anything you want, I'll surely do for you.” Ethan let out a soft sigh. “You have to keep my identity a secret. No one is allowed to know my true identity, not even my wife. I want her to protect her. “Alright, Sir. I'll make sure no one knows your true identity,” Mr Lawrence promised. “Are you ready to sign the documents?” Ethan breathed. “Yes,” he said. Ethan walked with Mr Lawrence into the office. “Here they are,” Mr Lawrence said, bringing out a sealed envelope containing the documents of his inheritance. “Once you sign this, you'll officially have in control billions of dollars and not to talk of Kingsley Mountains which you will possess full ownership of.” Ethan nodded. He took out a pen and then signed the document. Once he signed it, a bright smile appeared on Mr Lawrence's face. “Well done.” Emily decided to go meet Mr Lawrence at the company. Once she got there, she was taken aback at the sight before her. She couldn't believe her eyes. What was Ethan doing here at Kingsley Mountain? Howi n the world was be allowed to be in the confines of the vast organization?Emily was shocked and dumbfounded. She stared at the two men who were engrossed in a deep conversation. She walked to both men who happened to be her husband, Ethan and Mr Lawrence. “Y-you both know each other?” “Uh, yes, actually. I uhm… I was helping Mr Lawrence with a heart attack. He encountered a heart attack, so….” Emily wasn't convinced with her husband's reply. She looked at him, and he noticed a hint of skepticism in her eyes. “Really, I don't remember you being a doctor or a healthcare practitioner.” “Well, uhm…” “He actually helped me to suppress the heart attack I had. I was the one that called him over. He's a good man, your husband. And I'm glad he'd visited.” Ethan was surprised at how well Mr Lawrence played along with him but he was glad he did that to help him. Emily's gaze shifted from her husband to Mr Lawrence and then back to her husband, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets. It wasn't adding up— every single thing. There was something going on wit
The atmosphere in the room had changed, the silence was deafening, one could hear a feather drop. Sarah still couldn't wrap her head around what had just happened, all she could do was stare at Mr. Dawson who had just made her see stars with just a life-threatening slap. She still couldn't fathom the reason as to why she deserved that, she just stood there with her hands on her cheek which had turned pepper red. She fought so hard but lost to the drop of tear which dribbled down her cheek giving it a cool sensation as the slap had caused more harm than intended. “M-m-mr Dawson, I don't get it, surely whatever I have done would have been settled amicably.” Sarah muzzled out still fighting the tears that were ready to flow out like a broken reservoir. “You will apologize to Mr. Ethan right now, and I don't care what you have to say about it, you don't treat our important customers like that, let alone someone of such great esteem, where are your manners?” Sarah, still in the dark, wi
Emily seems to have a visitor, it was her best friend, Rachel. Rachel used every opportunity she got to blame Ethan for every problem Emily faces. She even went as far as blaming Emily for getting married to Ethan instead of Michael, the handsome and wealthy man. “He has a bright future you know, and what's more, he's a master of taekwondo, he would be able to protect you financially and physically too.” Rachel points out almost getting angry at Emily. She felt if Michael was her husband she wouldn't be having financial issues with her company. They heard a soft knock on the door and assumed it was Michael. In unison they both chorused “come in.” The look on their faces dropped when they realized who it was. Ethan walked in carrying the box of money. Ethan hated Rachel's guts, he felt she was the reason why Emily was acting up, he tagged her a bad influence on Emily. The feeling of hatred was mutual among these two. After seeing Rachel, Ethan was confused as to how to break the new
As the person stepped out of the vehicle, Ethan's eyes widened — Mr Lawrence. ‘what the hell is he doing here?’ Ethan thought to himself. The crowd drew close with those phones recording the moment as Mr Lawrence approaches Ethan. They probably thought Mr Lawrence was someone who was also going to humiliate Ethan but they were shocked and proved wrong when Mr Lawrence spoke. “What's going on here Mr Caldwell?” Lawrence asked as he immediately gestured at his bodyguard to come closer. The crowd shifted immediately still amazed. “What are you doing here?” Ethan asked in a whisper. “I heard what was going on and decided to branch by, I guess.” Mr Lawrence smirked. “You, take Mr Ethan here into the car,” he told his bodyguard who immediately escorts Ethan into the car. Ethan wouldn't have accepted but he had no other option, he had been humiliated enough. “What's happening, why is this rich man treating him like a god?” “I'm as shocked as you” “What's going on?” The crowd whis
Michael White had never been humiliated like this before in his life. The blow that Ethan Caldwell had dealt him—physically and financially—burned deep. He sat in his office, eyes burning with rage, as his phone rang off the hook with calls from business partners and investors. They all wanted answers. They all wanted to know how Ethan, the man they had all written off as a nobody, had managed to orchestrate the collapse of several of Michael’s ventures seemingly overnight. The board meeting earlier that day had been disastrous. Investors, once eager to throw their money into Michael’s enterprises, were now pulling out. Ethan had severed every business tie Kingsley Mountain had with Michael, cutting off his most valuable connections. Michael slammed his fist onto his desk, knocking over a stack of files. “That bastard!” he growled. “How did he do it? How did he manage to ruin me?” His assistant, Tim, stood at the door, visibly nervous. “Sir, there’s more bad news,” Tim stammered. “T
Ethan sat in his office, reviewing the latest financial reports from Kingsley Mountain. Despite all the chaos with Michael and the Harrisons, the company remained strong, its influence untouchable. But something nagged at him—an uneasiness he couldn’t quite place. The phone rang, breaking his focus. Ethan picked it up. "Yes?" Ryan’s voice came through the line, his tone hesitant. "Ethan, I... I just received some information. It’s about your family." Ethan frowned. "What is it?" "It’s your brother. John." Ethan’s heart skipped a beat. He hadn’t heard that name in years. John Caldwell—his older brother—had been presumed dead in a tragic accident over a decade ago. The grief had been devastating for Ethan and the rest of his family, but they had eventually moved on, though the loss left a deep scar. "What are you talking about, Ryan? John’s dead." Ryan’s voice was tense. "That’s what we all thought, but it seems he’s resurfaced. And there’s more. He’s been living in the shadows, E
Ethan's heart was laced with fear and anxiety as he walked with his wife into the opulent mansion of the Harrisons. This was the second time they were calling for a meeting that week, and Ehan knew well enough that it was his matter they wanted to discuss. He knew how bad that was going to be. After all, he was a hopeless son-in-law, and he knew his wife's family were totally dissatisfied by her choice of marriage. The Harrisons hated Ethan. They treated him with contempt as his marriage to their daughter was like an insult to their face, yet they let him marry her because he saved her life— and their daughter, Emily would be forever indebted to him. Mrs Vanessa Harrison scrunched her nose as if she'd just perceive an offensive odor as Ethan walked in. Her face hid no trace of contempt and disgust as she was irritated by Ethan's presence. “Have a sit,” she urged him, and motioned to the vacant chairs that was left for him and his wife. Ethan obliged and sat down next to his wife, a