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
Daphne, overwhelmed by the situation, couldn't contain her frustration any longer. She jumped up from her chair, shedding off all pretense, and shouted at her father, "What do you think you're doing, Dad? This is insane!"Peter, unfazed by her outburst, turned to Daphne and replied calmly, "Daphne, stay out of this. This is something I believe I should do. It's a chance for us to confront the consequences of our actions and find a way to mend what's been broken."Amelia shook her head in denial, her voice filled with disbelief and anger. "Peter, you're making a big mistake! Do you realize what this means? What will happen to me and my daily shopping? How will I survive without all the luxuries we're accustomed to?"Peter met Amelia's gaze, his eyes filled with determination. "Amelia, can't you go without spending money on unnecessary things for just two weeks? This is about more than material possessions. We need to confront our flaws and learn to appreciate what truly matters."Ameli
Peter, his anger still smoldering, stormed out of the room and made his way to his study, slamming the door behind him. Left alone with her mother, Daphne couldn't help but feel a mixture of frustration and disappointment. She watched as Amelia's wails filled the room, her voice filled with anguish and despair.Amelia's cries grew louder, as if she was being tormented by some unseen force. "This is all Ethan's plan! He's doing this to get revenge on your father," she sobbed, her words punctuated by sobs. "He wants to see us suffer, to take away everything we have worked for."Daphne rolled her eyes at her mother's words. She had grown tired of Amelia's constant blame-shifting and refusal to take responsibility for her own actions. It seemed like Amelia was always looking for someone else to blame for her problems."Mom, this has nothing to do with Ethan," Daphne said, her voice laced with disgust. "You're always quick to point fingers at others instead of looking at yourself. Maybe it
Ethan left the Arthur's house, his mind filled with a renewed determination to make the partnership work. He felt refreshed, ready to face the challenges that lay ahead. He entered his car and drove away, his focus on the road ahead.As Ethan drove, his thoughts drifted to the Arthur family. He knew they were a formidable force, unwilling to give up their power and control easily. He couldn't help but admire their tenacity, even as he planned his next move. He was aware that gaining their trust and loyalty would not be an easy task.“It won't take long for them to give in,” he said with a smirk.Memories about how he lived his life at the Arthurs were refreshing themselves in his memory. The hate and resentment he has been trying very hard to forget all came crashing back into his head. He could forget the time he was humiliated by Daphne and her mother at hospital and how he was tricked into giving his blood to his ungrateful ex-mother-in-law. “I will get back every drop of blood y
Leona returned with her insurance documents in hand, her face filled with confusion as she handed them over to Ethan. He glanced at the papers, his eyes widening in surprise."You just got the car today?" Ethan asked incredulously, a hint of anger in his voice. "And what's wrong with it? No license plate, no registration?"Leona's shoulders slumped, her voice slightly defensive. "Yes, I did just get it today. I wanted to take it for a test drive before going through all the formalities. I didn't think I would end up in an accident."Ethan's agitation grew, his frustration seeping into his words. "You can't just drive around without proper documentation, especially in a reckless manner. If you knew you couldn't handle a car responsibly, why bother having one in the first place?"Leona's eyes flashed with defiance as she shot back, her voice tinged with anger. "And who's to say you weren't the one who bumped into me first? I didn't see you until it was too late. Maybe you should have be
Leona was ushered into the hospital by the medical staff, her dramatic lamenting abruptly silenced. She maintained a smirk on her face, feeling satisfied that she had given Ethan a piece of her mind. As she walked through the bustling hospital corridors, she made a conscious decision to remain silent, relishing in the notion that her silence would provoke curiosity and further frustration in Ethan.Meanwhile, Dan, still wearing his surgical gown, hurriedly joined Ethan, who was being attended to by a nurse. Concern etched on his face, Dan quickly assessed Ethan's condition, checking for any injuries apart from the one on his forehead.Dan: "Ethan, are you okay? Are you injured anywhere else?"Ethan, still seething with frustration, pointed towards Leona without uttering a word. His cold gaze spoke volumes, conveying his annoyance and disdain. Dan followed his gaze, looking in the direction of Leona, who was standing a short distance away, her smirk still visible."Who is she? What's h