Kane clenched his jaw tightly and waited to feel the gut-wrenching pain from being shot, his eyes wide open the whole time. However, he suddenly realized he was no longer standing in front of Tristan Caldwell. Instead, he was standing behind a familiar back. “Did I say you could die?” Ethan asked without turning to look at him. Kane felt a drop in his stomach and a lump formed in his throat. “C-commander?” Charles heaved a silent sigh of relief from where he stood and turned his attention to Tristan again. Tristan Caldwell was startled when he didn’t see a corpse lying in front of him. He hurriedly got up from his seat when he raised his eyes and realized there were no longer two men in the room with him, but three. No one in the Caldwell family knew what Ethan looked like. All they had was an old picture of Ethan as a teenager which was taken from a bad angle with poor lighting. Simply put, it was really of no use in identifying what Ethan looked like then and even now. But
“Why do you explain to him, family head? He’s nothing but a lowly bastard whom the Wellington family wants dead.” Came a very low voice belonging to the girl standing directly behind Isaac. She had her hair down and her eyes lowered to the floor as she spoke. Had she not been standing behind him, no one would’ve been able to find out who spoke. The people standing next to her nudged her by the arm and reprimanded harshly, “Don’t mention the Wellingtons so casually. How could a distinguished family like them be involved with trash like him?” “Even the William family didn’t want him, what makes you think you should associate him to an elite family like the Wellingtons? I ought to cut out your tongue, you little brat!” “Don’t ever say this again lest the Wellington family hears. They could have your head for calling this good-for-nothing part of them.” She hurriedly lowered her eyes to the floor and apologized immediately. “Forgive me, I’m just saying we shouldn’t be apologizing to
Ethan didn’t look fazed by his threat which caused Isaac Caldwell to grit his teeth in rage. “Do you really think I’m bluffing? Tsk! Why bother talking to a dead man walking like you when I can just lean back and watch them pound you to death.” He huffed and stopped talking. Ethan ignored him and glanced around the room again. “When I leave here today, there will be nothing but rubbles and most of you will be buried underneath it.” “That won’t happen of course, if one of you steps forward and brings me his tongue. Such a small sacrifice for the sake of your Caldwell family, don’t you think?” Isaac laughed in contempt. “What a futile attempt to save your life, Ethan. Just accept your fate and die now. I promise to send your wife and daughter after you in a few hours.” Ethan continued ignoring him as his eyes swept through the faces of the people standing behind him. “No one will do it? You made your choice then.” As soon as the words left his mouth, the six men in the room su
Ethan and Elsa Caldwell stared into each other’s eyes for more than one minute, each seeming to look into the soul of the other. After another one minute passed by, Elsa broke eye contact and snorted out a laughter. “The Wellington family told me you’d be a small fry to handle. Of course, I couldn’t take chances given how easy it was for you to wipe out a big family like the Lauthners overnight.” “Does anyone even know where they disappeared to? It’s like they disappeared into thin air.” “Only a few people can make that happen; wealthy families like the Wellingtons, the government and a high ranking army official like a commander.” “So I took the liberty to be careful when taking care of you. And because of that, I knew just when to stop.” “Had I pushed forward and let Isaac attack you like I planned, you would really make the rubbles of this house bury us alive, wouldn’t you?” Ethan scoffed and raised a questioning brow. “What makes someone as despicable as you think you have
Ethan got to Honey’s school a few minutes after they closed and got out of the car with a small smile on his face. However, his smile stiffened when he saw his daughter walking towards him with a happy smile on her face, her fingers interlocked with the boy walking with her. This same boy he had seen with her a some months ago. “Daddy, do you remember Honey’a friend?” Honey asked in a crisp voice as soon as she got to him. Ethan quickly got rid of the frown on his face when she raised her eyes to look at him. “Yes, I do. How is your friend? I don’t think I’ve seen him for the past few weeks. How have you been, little boy?” The bright smile on Honey’s face fell a little when she heard him. “Little boy? Daddy, did you forget the name of Honey’s friend’s name?” That was in fact what happened, but Ethan wasn’t ready to know how Honey would treat him if he she found out, so he quickly shook his head in denial. “Of course, not! Grown-ups like to call children his age little boy. Af
Matilda finally released her furrowed brows and glanced at the people behind her. Given that the bank manager was saying this in front of so many people without mincing words, then maybe she was right. “This card?” She hesitantly asked just to be sure as she raised it for everyone to see. The bank manager nodded. “Yes. It’s a black card ultimatum. Limitless, the identity of its owner isn’t shown to just anyone and if visiting a bank, its owner should never be kept waiting.” Matilda was silent for a moment before she asked again, “So you’re not taking me inside to arrest me?” “Why would I do that, ma’am? You’re the most important customer our bank has had in decades!” The bank manager hurriedly replied. After staring at her face thoughtfully and seeing it didn’t look like she was trying to deceive her, Matilda finally nodded and followed him into the bank. The bank manager led her straight to her office. As soon as Matilda sat down, someone walked into the office carrying a v
Before Matilda could say anything, Angela Carter rushed towards them with her laptop. Unaware that Matilda’s brain temporarily froze as soon as she heard Edward. Then she snapped out of it and lowered her eyes to the floor, cussing Ethan in her heart. That bastard told her he didn’t have a pin. Yet, she was being asked for one. Edward didn’t know what was happening and was getting quite impatient after being left hanging for over one minute that he couldn’t help but call out to her again. “Ms. Brown, pin.” Matilda’s eyes promptly shot up and she casually waved him aside. “You know what? Never mind. I have somewhere i need to be in the next thirty minutes. Just get me the one hundred billion.” Edward grinned widely and nodded. He turned to Angela Carter and whispered something into her ear before they both got up and walked towards the door. He stopped and glanced back at her with a polite smile. “We’ll be gone for at least ten minutes. One hundred billion is a lot to count an
Edward Steven was startled. Then he stared at the middle-aged man over and frowned slightly. The man was dressed in a clean and elegant blue suit. Even without trying, he had an air of authority that Edward couldn’t help, but feel intimidated. Nevertheless, he didn’t know who this man was or why he was kicking down the doors of the bank. So he gritted his teeth in rage and glared at him. “And what are you supposed to be? How dare you barge in here? Those darn security, have they forgotten what their job here is!” The man stared at him sternly before he stepped into the office fully. Only then did Edward notice the briefcase he was holding onto. His eyes swept over the six men who were with him and his eyes bulged fearfully, a thought occurring to him, when he saw they were holding onto the same type of briefcase. On a closer look, he gulped down warily when he recognized the type of briefcase they were holding. These…were they lawyers? Was the bank about to be sued? Edward co