Ethan and Ariana descend the stairs to find the family already waiting for them, all wearing furious expressions."Honey, we have to send him away," Mrs. Desmond insists.Mr. Desmond knows it's not an easy option, given that Mr. Rex has placed Ethan under his watchful eye. "Let's leave him be, but he needs to know his boundaries," he says, fixing a stern gaze on Ethan.Ethan bows slightly and murmurs, "Yes, sir."Just then, the stairs creak, and they all turn to see Ariana struggling to come downstairs with a suitcase in tow."Where do you think you're going?" Mr. Desmond snaps at her.Ariana ignores their angry faces and keeps walking. Max grabs her hand and pleads, "Why are you doing all of this? You don't need to.""Yeah, all of you are the reason I'm doing this. You keep mistreating him, and he's innocent. I can't understand why you enjoy doing that. I'm sick of it, and I can't bear to witness it anymore," she replies, twisting her hand to free herself.As she continues to leave,
The dings of the system are what wake Ethan up.{New mission. Loading: 20%, 39%, 59%, 87%, 100%.}{New mission: A man in his 30’s was killed some minutes ago, in 123 Main StreetMayberry, USA 98765 Find the killer. Mission 2: the reason he was killed}."Oh! This is the first time giving me two missions in one... How much do I have on my dashboard?"{Seven hundred thousand trillion}."Wow... how many points do I have left?".{5000 points}."Okay, purchase 3000 points."{In process... done... 3 trillion has been deducted from the dashboard}."Okay, off we go!" he says, picking up his phone and calling Sandra. He tells her about the new mission."So, how should we go about it... where should we start from?" she asks."Visit the house and check. Tag only Black Scorpion along and give me feedback about what happened," he instructs."Okay, sir. Thanks for the other day," she says."Which other day?" he wonders aloud."For my birthday," she recalls."Oh, that reminds me, why did you leave th
Ethan pauses, uncertainty gnawing at him, as he realizes he's unwittingly compromising his identity. He slowly turns toward the unfamiliar voice, curiosity piqued. The man before him appears to be in his middle age, and there's something strangely familiar about him. Ethan struggles to place the face but can't quite pinpoint where he knows this person from."Please, where do I know you?" he ventures, his brow furrowing in an attempt to jog his memory.Ethan's question seems to puzzle the man as well. "I... I can't quite place it either," he replies, scratching his head.Frustrated by his inability to recall, Ethan decides it's best to distance himself from this enigma. "Well, I don't know, but I should be going," he mumbles, turning to leave the scene.Just as Ethan starts to walk away, the man's eyes widen, and it suddenly dawns on him. "Wait, he's Ethan! Mr. Desmond's driver! What has he just done? he gave a stranger car key!", he shouts.Realizing the gravity of his mistake, E
Ethan finds it hard to fathom the grim news he has just received. Without wasting a moment, he dials Sandra's number, his voice urgent. "Hello, what's happening? I need the details."Sandra's voice on the other end quivers with regret. "I'm sorry, it's our mistake," she admits, pausing briefly.Ethan, though concerned, reassures her. "It's okay, just tell me what's happening."She continues with a heavy tone, "He wouldn't talk. Black Scorpion loses his temper and punches him, and he passes out. We think he's playing dead, so we untie him to revive him. Then, all of a sudden, he wakes up, bolts out, and we chase after him. But then, a sniper takes a shot, right in his head. He's a pro."Ethan closes his eyes, absorbing the shock of what he's just heard. He then asks, "Are you both okay? I hope you're not injured."Sandra reassures him, "We're fine. The assassin seems solely focused on him."Curiosity gnaws at him, and Ethan inquires further, "Why do you think they're killing him?"Sand
After the fire is successfully extinguished, the investigation into its cause reveals that it's not an accident; someone intentionally set the fire with the aim of harming the Desmond family.Left without a home to return to, they seek shelter elsewhere, a three-bedroom lounge.Mr. Desmond approaches the receptionist at a nearby establishment. "We would like to stay here temporarily," he explains.The receptionist informs them, "A day lodge is $200,000."Mr. Desmond's ears perk up, but he hesitates to spend such a substantial sum on just a single night's stay. His financial means, while comfortable, don't allow for extravagant expenses.Whispering to the receptionist, he inquires if there is a more affordable option. Her response is disappointing. "I'm sorry, but all the lower-priced lodges are already booked."Mrs. Desmond suggests, "Perhaps we should look for somewhere else."However, Mr. Desmond is reluctant to back down, feeling a sense of pride. "No, we can't just walk away from
Chapter 34Ethan returns to the hotel and is directed to their room. He knocks on the door, and after several minutes, Ariana, who can barely stand, opens it. Ethan immediately offers his support."You've been discharged?" he asks, more as a statement.Ariana confirms, "Yes." The rest of the family is already in the room and has witnessed Ethan's arrival."We can't go to my father," Mr. Desmond declares.Mrs. Desmond implores her husband, "But we have no other place to go. After all these years, he's considering you. Let's go there, please."Mr. Desmond remains resolute in his decision. "You know what it means if we go there, a rivalry, which I despise.""We don't want to live there permanently, just for the time being," Mrs. Desmond retorts in frustration.Mr. Desmond sighs in exasperation as he sits down. He turns to Ethan, demanding to know where he has just come from.Ethan stammers, but Mr. Desmond interrupts, "I don't even want to hear anything. Just go back to where you came fr
"It..." he begins, his voice tinged with suspicion, "You don't need to know, it's better you stay ignorant. You won't even understand what 'it' is," he warns, leaving Ethan in the dark.But Ethan, driven by curiosity and the need for answers, challenges, "Try me.""You don't need that information," the man retorts coldly, "You're dying anyway... you're useless." His words drip with menace as he aims a gun at Ethan, preparing to pull the trigger.Ethan's heart races, his life hanging by a thread. Just as he prepares for the inevitable, a voice from behind intervenes, shattering the grim silence. "It won't penetrate; he has a bullet-proof skin," the voice declares confidently. The sudden twist of events prompts both Ethan and the menacing group to sharply turn and face this unexpected savior."Who are you?" the driver demands, and in an instant, they all brandish their guns, ready for confrontation.Sandra steps forward. "He is our boss," she reveals. "And bullets won't penetrate t
Two men, dressed in black jackets, caps, and face masks, stealthily make their way towards a sleek black SUV. In the driver's seat, a third man awaits their arrival, and he breaks the silence with a hushed tone, "Now they know there's a spy among them; we have to be cautious."His accomplice responds, "When do our plans commence? We must act swiftly to thwart them."The second man deliberates, "Rushing won't do us any good. We need a steady approach, or they'll catch on to us."The driver contemplates their predicament, "Is it really necessary to eliminate Lord Chua? It might only complicate matters."The first man remains resolute, "We can't second-guess our leader's intentions. Loyalty until the end is our only path."After a series of covert conversations, they disembark from the SUV and go their separate ways.******Meanwhile, Derek gazes at a photo in his trembling hand, tears silently streaming down his cheeks. He is so consumed by his emotions that he doesn't notice Sandra app