When Chloe arrived at the Kendrick family house and saw their gate pulled down with Ethan's car in the middle of the compound, she became even more flustered.Ethan had caused such a scene; given what she knew about them, they'd never let this slide.So, when she rushed into the living room and saw someone pointing a revolver at Ethan, she panicked and called out to him, "Ethan!"Before she could blink, she saw the man with the revolver shift it towards her. Her brain instinctively issued a command for her to close her eyes.Even though she hadn't been shot before, she had watched numerous movies and heard about the experiences of people who have been shot before. From their experiences, it was a pain worse than death.She had her eyelids tightly pressed together, awaiting the pain. But one second turned into ten, and she slowly peeled her eyes open to see why she was yet to feel the effect of the bullet.Ethan's gentle smile as he towered over her was the first thing her eyes met."E
"Ah!" Jonas screamed in agony as blood spilled from the bullet wound on his thigh. Steven had shot his broken leg."Whatever you think you're doing, stop it! Right now!" Eric ordered sternly and tried to move toward his son, but Steven pressed the other revolver to the side of his head again."You don't seem to get it, do you? Right now, I'm the one everyone should listen to because I've got the gun," Steven said coldly."If Jonas doesn't get immediate medical attention, he'd bleed to death. Let's halt whatever this is until we are certain he'd be fine," Eric gritted his teeth worriedly, glancing at his son who was writhing in pain."That is none of my business, Eric. In fact…"Steven placed both revolvers on the floor, kicked one towards Jonas, and the other to Eric's foot."Pick up the revolvers and aim them at yourselves. The first person to pull the trigger lives," he announced with a broad smile."You don't know what you're doing, Steven. Are you sure you really want to do this?"
Ethan frowned at her action and was about to slide his arm out when he heard her whisper, "Please cooperate."Her voice was unlike the haughty one he knew, and she was gripping his arm tightly. Claire William, who had an ever-sharp mouth, was panicking."Claire, I see you came with your boyfriend. I failed to inform everyone in the group chat early. Hope it wasn't inconvenient for you?" Elizabeth Hatcher feigned concern as she held the arm of a man.The Hatcher family was a wealthy family in Springdale, popularly known for being number one in the real estate business.Cole Hatcher was said to refurbish any house given to him into something even better and branded. Hence, both the buyers and the previous owners of the house were always satisfied whenever he made a sale.Having him as a real estate agent was said to be the best thing to happen to anyone looking for a house.Being his daughter, Elizabeth had a lot of influential people doting on her and always wanting to do things for he
"Th-that's just too much to ask for!" Claire was taken aback by his demand.She disliked Ethan and used any opportunity she got to mock him, but it didn't sit well with her seeing an outsider say such words to her sister's husband.“What do you say is too much to ask for? Someone like him should be grateful Mr. Green is giving him the pleasure of touching his shoes!” Anna Clifford snickered.One or two times in high school, everyone standing opposite Claire had felt oppressed by her. Now, seeing that she had amounted to nothing in life, no one bothered to stand up for her.Elizabeth saw an opportunity to humiliate Claire and smirked.“What are you waiting for? Tell your brother-in-law to hurry it up. If he cleans well, Wells might consider employing him to clean shoes for him. It might sound like a mediocre job, but he'll earn two times the amount a soldier makes in a month.”Seeing Ethan made no move to do what he asked, Wells raised a brow. “You won't do it? Fair enough. Then I gues
"What is going on here?" an authoritative voice asked from the hotel’s entrance, halting the actions of the security guards and drawing everyone's attention to its owner.Wells quickly recognized and hurried to him."Mr. Webber, what are you doing here? Is my father around?" He sounded jittery as he kept staring behind his father's assistant."No, he isn't." David Webber's reply was a little cold and not at all like what everyone had expected him to sound like given he was talking to the son of his boss.He didn't spare Wells another glance as he strolled past him to the receptionist’s desk."Where is the hotel manager?" He asked her."He was having a meeting with Mr. Wilkins earlier today before he suddenly left to do something." Replied the receptionist, and Wells immediately scoffed."So, Mr. Wilkins is right here in the hotel. You have no idea how scary the Wilkins family can be when they find out there's someone claiming to be one of them!"David Webber frowned slightly and turne
There was a pin-drop silence in the entire room as everyone watched as Charles took the piece of paper.Almost immediately, a group of people with briefcases walked out of the elevator and towards Charles. They didn't need to introduce themselves for people to know they were the Wilkins family lawyers.Charles quickly read through the contract before he reached out his hand and was immediately handed a pen by Levi.He found a chair and placed the contract on it then signed.“This is the hotel transfer agreement. I asked them to make it as simple as possible.” He handed it over to Ethan once he was done.Ethan didn't bother to read the words on the agreement and directly signed something under the place provided for his signature.Charles took back the piece of paper and was a little surprised to see what Ethan had written, but he didn't dwell much on it as he handed it directly to the lawyers behind Levi.It took a few minutes before the transfer was done, and in those few minutes, a
Suite 1212, Pearl Hotel, was occupied by the Wilton twins.“Did you hear? Yesterday evening, Monty Green's son offended someone he shouldn't have. Charles Wilkins happened to be there and surprisingly on this stranger's side. Long story short, this hotel is no longer owned by the Wilkins family.”Preston revealed, walking into his sister's room with his tablet.“Hotels change ownership every now and then; it's nothing surprising.” Priscilla sat in front of her study desk, in her pajamas, going through the Wilton family's company financial report for the past few months.“I said the same too until I saw this.” He dropped the tablet in front of her.Priscilla paused what she was doing and took up the tablet seeing the words written in bold, “The Green family declares bankruptcy and seems to have disappeared overnight.”She glanced at him. “What is the story?”Preston reached out and scrolled down to the comment sections.“I was there yesterday. At first, I thought the man was in trouble
"$40,000 just for a tuxedo? That's just too much, and I don't have that much," Chloe mumbled, but it was loud enough for him to hear."I know that, which is why I offered you an easy way out. Come have a few drinks with me and my friends to pay me. It's as simple as that," replied the scion."$40,000 for a tuxedo which is sold in every shop?" Ethan suddenly observed, butting into the conversation.The scion averted his eyes towards him and sneered, “It doesn't surprise me that you're blind to the brand logo on my tuxedo.”“It's not even made in this part of the world, and yet you claim it's the same as the usual one you see around? I find that condescending.” "If you spent $40,000 on buying that, then I advise you to take it back to wherever you bought it because it appears you've been sold a fake," Ethan stoically revealed.“A fake? If you don't want to get into trouble, then I'll advise you to stop running your mouth and pay me for my tuxedos which your wife spilled her iced drink