"Dad, you know about the organization, don't you?" Ariana confronts her father in the presence of the rest of the family, who are still reeling from Nick's arrest and the revelation of the secret organization."What are you saying?" her father bristles."You know fully well what I'm saying. Nick is not in this alone; it's both of you," she accuses.Mrs. Desmond gazes at her husband, her eyes filled with concern. "Is that true? You put my son into this. You better find a way to get him out of it.""It was his choice, and rest assured I will get him out of that place," Mr. Desmond responds, while other family members look on in a mix of disbelief and confusion.Ariana, resolute, continues, "So, you are really involved."Mr. Desmond becomes defensive and threatening, declaring, "Yes, and so? I know Ethan told you all this. I swear I am going to kill him."As if on cue, the door chimes open, and Ethan strides in confidently, stating, "Here I am," with his arms spread wide.Mr. Desmond, cl
Ethan briefs the others about the plan Mr. Desmond revealed to him. "The White House, out of all places," Derek exclaims.Feifei suggests, "There must be a way to stop them. I think we should make a public announcement."Samuel disagrees, "If we do that, they won't carry it out, and there will be no evidence of their plans. Also, we won't catch them red-handed."Ethan proposes a different idea, "You know what I'm thinking? I want to meet the current president. I think that's the only way to stop them. If we involve the FBI and other security agencies, we might find a solution."They all agree with his plan.Derek inquires, "But how will we meet the president?"Mr. Davis enters the room and offers help, "I can help you."Ethan is pleasantly surprised, "Oh, you've recovered?"Mr. Davis smiles and confirms, "Fully recovered. I can help you meet the president. I know his secretary personally, and I'll talk to him."They nod in appreciation as Ethan says, "Thanks."In another part of the
In their strategic meeting, Derek takes the initiative, asking, "So, how can we bring this person out?"Sandra's response is measured, "The only way out now is through Mr. Desmond."Nods of agreement fill the room. Samuel chimes in, "Desmond doesn't even know who the real leader is."Ethan is confident, "He will know, now that there are no more puppets. The leader will have to choose him. Soon, he will call him in."Derek, seeking clarity, asks, "So, what can we do? Should we be trailing him?"Ethan shakes his head, "No, we have to make him cooperate. That way, he can help us thoroughly and catch the leader."Determined, they set their plan in motion. Ethan intercepts Mr. Desmond on his way out and inquires, "What are you looking for this time? What do you want from me?"Ethan gets straight to the point, "We need your help to find out who the leader is."Mr. Desmond seems dismissive, "The president is the leader. You find that out, and there is no leader anymore, not even an organizat
"Is this a family thing? Do you all sign a contract for it?" Ethan asks, his breathing rapid. Mr. Martins gazes at him, fully aware that his game is now over."What will you do with us, kill us like you did the others?" Mr. Deemond questions."What do you think? I believe killing them is the best way to finally end this," Samuel responds. However, Ethan can't bring himself to kill them, all because of Ariana."Call the police," Ethan tells Samuel, who reacts negatively to the idea."You know that shouldn't be an option. They'll find a way out of it, they'll bribe the police," Samuel explains."I'll make sure they don't," Ethan reassures."Sparing us will be the worst thing you could ever do," Mr. Martins says.Ethan points the gun at them and says, "then I'll just kill you now, since that's what you want," his hand trembling on the trigger."Do it," Mr. Desmond urges, knowing full well he couldn't go through with it.Meanwhile, Mr. Martins has a cunning plan, and they are only buying t
After Ethan is well enough, the hospital discharges him, and Derek and others are waiting for him outside. He puts on a weak smile. There is only one week left for the system to finally eradicate In his life, and at that time, he can live like a normal human being without worrying about the organization or the threat of prison."Are you feeling well?" Derek asks as they re-enter the car."I'm fully okay, drive to the office," Ethan replies."You should rest at home," Mr. Davis expresses concern."I am okay, let's go to the office," there is something in his voice that hints at a hidden agenda.They arrive at the office, and they all sit, wondering what Ethan is about to say. Finally, he speaks up."Thank you all for your cooperation with me all this time. I want to express my gratitude, but I also want to let you know that your services will no longer be needed for our company," he says formally."Ethan, what are you saying?" Mr. Davis murmurs."Yes, you hear me right. I no longer re
Sandra keenly observes the subtle shift in Ethan's expression, a mixture of worry and determination. she inquires, "What's wrong? Is the mission proving to be exceptionally challenging?"Ethan's gaze briefly meets hers before he replies, "Don't worry; I'll handle it."Amused by his enigmatic response, she quips, "What's that all about? And why are you eyeing me so strangely? Is this mission somehow related to me? Am I in serious danger?" Her tone carrying a playful tease.Ethan scoffs in response, "No, I've been instructed not to divulge anything."Their day unfolds in a warm and affectionate manner, filled with shared moments that deepen their connection. When night falls, after an intimate interlude, Ethan drifts off to sleep. It is at this moment that the intercom abruptly rings, jolting Sandra from her reverie. She hurries to answer it, surprised to find Mr. Davis and Derek on the other side.With a welcoming smile, she invites them in.Mr. Davis wastes no time, remarking, "We'd
"Today, $1,200,000 is deducted from your dashboard for yesterday. If you refuse today, it's $500,000 per hour," a notification flashes on Ethan's screen. He pays it no mind, heading to the restroom to splash water on his face.The system's warning persists, "If you continue like this before the contracted days with the system, you will lose all your money at this rate.""So, you're telling me I should betray who I love for your money? If you want it all, take it. Let me be poor. I don't care," Ethan snaps back."Then, so be it," the system responds.Ethan dresses in a simple blue top and jeans, waiting for the people he has invited. The event planner for his wedding arrives, holding out an elegantly designed invitation card."Here it is," she says, extending the IV card to him. "I made more, just in case.""Thanks, but I only need seven of them," he replies, his voice tense.The door knocks, and Ethan assumes it's the person he's waiting for. However, it's Ariana."You've been coming
A week has passed since Nick's arrest, and he now faces a life sentence in isolation, never to see the sun again. Meanwhile, Sandra, dressed beautifully, leaves her house with an air of determination, her destination unclear, still haunted by the events of the other day. As she walks down the street, lost in her thoughts, she suddenly spots Ariana waving at her. Dismissing her as if she were invisible, Sandra continues on her path.Ariana, undeterred, rushes to catch up with her and begins, "It's not as straightforward as it may seem. I also longed for that hug, the last one. It's not entirely his fault."Sandra gives her a piercing look and retorts, "How does that change anything? You and he can embrace each other as much as you like."Ariana persists, "I can't deny that I made a mistake, but don't put all the blame on him. I asked for it. By now, you should trust him."Sandra winces, trying to grasp Ariana's words.Ariana clarifies, "What I mean is, after all the time you've spent