Brian stared at Ethan, his voice trembling as he struggled to comprehend the situation. "Ethan... You can't mean that, right? You're just trying to play mind games with Maggie, aren't you? You are here for me ain't you”Ethan's gaze remained calm and collected as he looked directly at Brian, his pitiful looks were nothing to him and he didn't even show any slight change in his expression . "I never play with my words, Brian," he replied in a firm tone. "And just because I'm present now doesn't mean I'm here to save you. I have my own agenda."Brian felt a sinking feeling in his chest, his hopes crushed by Ethan's words. It was as if his world had been turned upside down. The man who had been his most loyal accomplice, his confidant, was now standing against him. The room fell into an uneasy silence as everyone processed the unexpected turn of events.“This can't be “ he whispered. Maggie's face contorted with a mixture of outrage and chaos. She had assumed that Ethan, being Brian's
Maggie, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and defiance, couldn't contain her curiosity any longer. She turned her gaze towards Ethan, her voice laced with urgency. "What do you mean by that, Ethan?" she questioned, her eyes narrowing.Ethan's smile widened as he took a few calculated steps towards Maggie, disregarding her warning. His calm demeanor contrasted sharply with the tension in the room. He looked her directly in the eyes, a glimmer of amusement dancing in his gaze. "You can try, Maggie," he replied, his voice filled with confidence.Maggie's warning turned into a threat as she raised her voice, her eyes flashing with anger. "Stay away from me, Ethan, if you don't want to witness the death of Brian!" she exclaimed, her voice quivering with a mix of fear and determination.Ethan merely smirked in response, seemingly unfazed by the consequences Maggie was suggesting. He took another step forward, the distance between them narrowing. "Go ahead, Maggie. Do what you have to do
After Maggie was taken away by Joan and her men, Brian found himself untied by Kate, his body still trembling from the adrenaline and fear that coursed through him. His hands rubbed his sore wrists as he took deep breaths, trying to steady himself. Kate's worried eyes met his, and she offered him a reassuring smile."Take your time, Brian," she said softly, her voice filled with empathy. "You've been through a lot. We're here for you."Brian nodded, his face contorted with pain as he gingerly stood up. He winced, feeling the ache in his body, but he was grateful to be free from the restraints. Kate moved closer to support him, her arm wrapped around his waist.Ethan, who had been on the phone with Dan, ended the call and glanced at the scene unfolding before him. He rolled his eyes, a condescending expression on his face, and said to Kate, "I'm going to wait in the car. Take your time with him."Just as Ethan turned to leave, Brian's voice stopped him in his tracks. "Wait," Brian call
As the loud crash echoed through the air, Kate turned to Joan and Steve, her brows furrowed with concern. "Shouldn't we follow him?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.Joan glanced at Kate with a smirk, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "Don't bother," she replied casually, her tone dripping with arrogance. "He can handle himself."Kate's eyes widened in disbelief. "But he could be in danger," she protested, her voice tinged with frustration. "We should at least go and check on him."Joan looked at Kate as if she were looking at a naive child. "Do you really think he needs us to protect him?" she sneered. "Can't you see it for yourself? Ethan has become more alert, more capable after waking up from passing out."Kate pondered Joan's words, her mind racing. She had noticed the change in Ethan's demeanor, the way he had regained his strength and focus after his momentary lapse. She couldn't deny that he seemed different, but her concern for his well-being still lingered.With a sneer
As they reacted to the mansion, Kate and Dan hurriedly helped Brian into one of the guest rooms, laying him down gently. Brian's complexion was pale, and his breathing was shallow from the days events, causing concern to ripple through the group. Dan immediately got to work, trying to assess Brian's condition and provide any necessary aid.“Will he be okay” Kate asked. “He will. He is just tired “ Dan replied with an assuring look. Meanwhile, Ethan didn't linger in the room for long. He walked out, his steps purposeful, heading towards the kitchen in search of some coffee. The days work from the recent events still coursed through his mind , and he needed something to help him regain his focus.A member of the staff, recognizing Ethan's need, quickly brought him a steaming cup of coffee. Ethan nodded in gratitude and took a long sip, relishing the warmth that spread through his body. As he sat at a nearby table, Steve approached him, taking a seat across from him.Steve's expression
Ethan observed Steve's infectious excitement, his curiosity piqued. "Steve, what's got you so thrilled?" he asked, his voice tinged with amusement. "You're acting like a child who just received a candy."Steve couldn't contain his enthusiasm, a grin spreading across his face. "Ethan, I have an incredible revelation for you," he exclaimed, unable to hide his excitement any longer. "You've just been bestowed with the same gift as your mother."Ethan looked at Steve, his brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean, the same gift as my mother?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.Steve's eyes sparkled with a mix of anticipation and nostalgia. "Ethan, your mother had a unique ability," he began, his voice steady. "She had the power of foresight. She could see things before they happened, like a premonition."Ethan's eyes widened in astonishment. "My mother?" he whispered, his mind racing with memories of her. "But... I never knew. You never mentioned anything like that."Steve le
Ethan arrived at Arthur's mansion and stood outside, staring at the grandeur of the place he once called home. Memories of his time as a son-in-law flooded his mind, but there was no nostalgia or longing in his gaze. Instead, a smirk played at the corner of his lips as he observed the imposing structure before him. He knew he looked different now, and this was just the beginning of his game.As he stood there, lost in his thoughts, Ethan noticed the butler, staring at him with his mouth wide open in surprise. Ethan's transformation was evident, and the sudden change in his demeanor had caught the butler off guard. Without saying a word, Ethan locked eyes with the butler, holding his gaze for a moment before turning his attention elsewhere. He knew that his appearance would send shockwaves through the mansion, and he relished in the reaction it caused.As Ethan approached the entrance, Amelia, Daphne's mother, appeared at the door, a forced smile on her face. She had always been polite
Peter, with a smile, couldn't help but be intrigued by Ethan's cryptic words. "What do you mean by that, Ethan? What game are you referring to?" he asked, genuinely curious.Ethan leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint. "Since it seems we all enjoy playing games, I thought it would be fitting for us to engage in one as well. A game where the stakes are high, and the rules are unique," he replied, his voice filled with anticipation.The family of three exchanged puzzled glances, their curiosity piqued. Amelia couldn't help but voice her confusion. "What kind of game are you proposing, Ethan? And what are these stakes you speak of?"Ethan's smirk widened, relishing in the growing intrigue. "Don't worry, Amelia. It will be a very 'friendly' game, I assure you. But first, let's establish if you're up for the challenge. Can you handle it?"Daphne, unable to contain her excitement, eagerly chimed in, "What do you want us to do, Ethan? What are the rules of this game?"Et