Paul found the man's suggestion about Ethan calling Kane to help him good. Now that he thought of it, that imbecile with Ethan had also intimidated him that day.Moreover, he didn't want to risk someone coming after the Michigan family in the future to avenge Ethan's death.So he exhaled loudly and leaned towards the table."Your suggestion doesn't sound too bad. The more, the merrier. Plus, it'll be fun watching the expression on this loser's face when I kill that sidekick of his."The man in front of Ethan slipped his hands into his pockets and snorted into his face."Mr. Michigan always knows the best way to make an example of people. So you better be grateful he's extending your lifespan by a few minutes.""Now take out your phone and call this friend of yours. Be fast about it because I can't afford to let you live any longer than Mr. Michigan wants you to."Ethan maintained the stoic look on his face as he stared back at the thug with drooping eyes. He appeared as though he hear
Paul Michigan and the thug with him froze for a moment when they turned to see the pathetic state the muscular men they had brought to beat up Ethan were in."What...how could this happen? These guys are the best on the streets," the thug stuttered, eyes still wide open in disbelief as he stared at the muscular men.A few of them were fortunate to hit their heads against something and pass out, putting a pause on the pain from the bones sticking out from their arms and legs.While the rest were unfortunate to remain conscious. The intense pain from their broken bones didn't let them black out and at the same time, the pain dulled their brain, forcefully keeping them awake.The thug braced himself and moved closer to where the muscular men were. He glanced at every one of them groaning in pain on the floor and clutching their broken parts before he kicked the person closest to him."H-hey! What do you think you're doing? You can't even take someone like him. Think about the huge amount
Ethan pressed the thug's face to the ground, leaving him no space to do anything besides look at the things in front of him."Let go of me! Let go of me! You must be tired of living!" The thug kept screaming, desperately wriggling his body to escape Ethan, all to no avail.Ethan's leg on him was way more painful than he thought it would be. He could even feel the man's weight crushing his skull.Seeing Ethan didn't seem like he would let go anytime soon, the thug could only turn to Paul Michigan helplessly."Mr. Michigan, please help me!" The thug's mouth was pressing against the floor, hence his words were barely audible.However, Paul Michigan was standing close enough to hear him, but he didn't bother despite hearing the man call for help. The thug was just a means to an end anyway.Now that he knew Daniel Voltia's right-hand man was on his way, Paul was now back to being arrogant.The accuracy and casual display of strength Ethan had used when he swatted back the muscular men and
A man of 5'9", with a commanding demeanor and a complacent look on his face, unhurriedly walked into the pub with his hands clasped behind him and his nose held high up in the air.Behind him was a group consisting of four boys. They were the same height as him and had the same commanding demeanor.The man was yet completely into the room when the thug limped towards him and dropped to his knees in front of him, stopping him from walking forward.The thug gripped the man by his pants' leg and sniffled exaggeratedly, looking up to reveal the white lines on his cheeks as a result of his dried tears."Brother, thank God you're here! If you had come even a second later than this, your younger brother would've been trampled to death by a total loser!"The man looked down at him, the corners of his lips curling up in utter disgust as he shook the thug's hands away."Loser? What? You couldn't even take care of someone like that? Your brother is the right-hand man of Daniel Voltia, and you ca
The thug failed to notice the underlying fear in Jonathan's tone, the thug limped forward and nodded his head repeatedly in agreement."That's right. It's Ethan Black, Chloe William's loser husband who disappeared a few days after getting married to her and still returned as a loser six years later!""This scumbag doesn't know his limit. He thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he spent a few years in the army.""Today, we'll make him understand that this is Springdale. And Springdale is a town where only the rich and powerful live!"The manager of the pub, whom Ethan had just released his grip on her wrist, snorted loudly, wiping away the tears falling down her eyes as she rushed to Jonathan and hid behind him."He stayed in the army for six years? No wonder he has such a strong grip! Mr. Warrick, please teach this bastard a lesson!"Paul hissed from where he sat, lowering his eyes to his nails to remove the nonexistent dirt from them."Even the head of the William family h
"It hurts! It hurts so much, Jonathan! Please, make it stop!" Solomon Warrick yelped in pain, desperately trying to wriggle out of Jonathan's grip, but the man pressed his face harder into the floor. Then he raised his eyes to meet Ethan's and exhaled sharply. "Please forgive him, Commander. And forgive me for failing to train him right." "Jonathan, please hurry up and call the ambulance. I'm in severe pain. Please, hurry up!" Solomon kept screaming, his voice already sounding hoarse. While Jonathan's action astounded everyone, the corners of Ethan's lips spasmed in surprise. No wonder he was able to maintain his position as Daniel Voltia's right-hand man for so many years. He wasn't only good at following orders; he was also good at thinking for himself. While from other people's point of view, Solomon's knee was completely shattered, Ethan and Jonathan knew that wasn't the case. The manner he had struck the knee looked like he had used a lot of force, but in reality, it was
Paul froze; the pub manager froze; everyone froze.Jonathan Warrick curled his lips upward and stared right at Paul while still talking to the officer on the phone.The officer spoke for some seconds before Jonathan hummed, "I'll be in the station before the end of the day. Thank you for your help."A tense silence set into the room as he ended the call and slipped the phone into his pocket.Realizing Jonathan refused to be reasoned with, Paul's eyes clouded over and he snorted arrogantly, "Do you really think you are big enough to go against the Michigan family?"Jonathan didn't know when his eyes darted to Ethan before he hurriedly retracted them and shrugged his shoulders calmly."Of course not. I'm a mere thug to begin with. No sane person would side with a thug who's up against a top-tier family like the Michigan family.""But that's even more reason why the public and police will believe me; because I'm a thug who will do anything for money."Paul's nose flared seeing sense in h
Chloe stood in front of the big building with the words "Pearl Hotel" written boldly and a gigantic carved pearl attached to it.She stared at the five-story building for a long time before she glanced down at the résumé in her hand.From the list Ethan had compiled and kept on her desk, this was the only place left for her to apply to for employment. The other places she applied to all rejected her for one reason or another.Their reasons, of course, made no sense, but who was she to question them?Pearl Hotel was the number one hotel in Springdale and had maintained its position for so long.Since the other places, which were small in comparison to Pearl Hotel, had rejected her, Chloe didn't have much hope that she'd be accepted.However, she promised Ethan she'd apply to each and every one of them. She has to keep her promise. If Pearl Hotel didn't accept her, she'd just have to think of something else to do.Chloe walked into the building and straight to the reception. She handed o