Chris remained composed and his breath was still very steady. It was as if he didn't use his energy despite the fact that he just fended off five burly men from attacking him. Dean on the other hand was feeling very agitated as he fixed his deadly gaze upon Chris. At this point there was no one blocking the path between him and Chris which made him very exposed but he wasn't intimidated in the slightest. “Mr. Ambrose, you still haven't given me a response to my question.” Chris remarked in a gentle voice. Dean frowned slightly. Of course, he wouldn’t be that naive as to think that Chris randomly came across the knowledge of their dubious actions towards cross corporation unless he got it from a reliable source. Hence,there was no point covering it since Chris' accusation was accurate to begin with. “I have no obligation to give you an answer but there is nothing you can do about it even if I admit to the accusations. You're insignificant nobody and your social status is incomparab
Bruce frowned. But when he saw the person’s face clearly, he immediately felt a chill and roared hysterically in rage, “Logan!” “What? Dustin? Is it Dustin Ambrose?” “Oh my god! The person on the ground is actually Dustin Ambroses?” Only then did the crowd in the room understood that this matter was more serious that it seemed. Dustin was actually a direct descendant of the Ambrose family and despite his shortcomings, he was still Dean favorite grandchild. But Dustin has been seriously beaten up by Chris and was now covered in blood with his eyes closed and his face pale. His legs were twisted at an awkward angle. He had clearly had his legs broken. Furthermore, the rest of his body was covered in injuries! Dean was infuriated. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot! It was just like Chris was slapping the Anbrose family directly in the face! “I want you dead! Someone, come here!” Dean could no longer maintain his expression as he hollered furiously.
Rumor had it that after Griffin gained a stable foothold in the Ambrose family, he stopped being involved with those illegal and sordid businesses. Throughout the decades that the Ambrose had been providing for him, he had never once attacked anyone. Thus, the public had never heard of him and were unaware that the Ambroses had such a powerhouse fighter since the Ambroses family had kept his existence hidden and only used him during dire situations. But now that Griffin had suddenly appeared in the middle of the hall, he was obviously out to attack Chris. Clearly, Chris s had provoked the authority of the Ambrose, which was a major threat to them. “Gruffin, I’ll leave this punk to you to handle.” After Dean issued this command, Griffin immediately stepped forward towards Chris. He glared daggers at Chris with a bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes. “Don't worry, mr. Ambrose. I will take care of this bastard.” Griffin proudly declared as he sized up Chris with his eyes. “The res
Griffin coughed out a mouthful of blood. He was in a state of disbelief but he didn't want to admit that he would be overpowered by Chris. He immediately sprung back to his feet and dashed towards Chris again.Arriving a few feet away from Chris, he swung his feet to perform his signature move as he had no intention of holding back any longer. Chris also balled his feet and launched it forward. A tremendous and unparalleled force coursed through Griffin leg as Chris fist collided with his leg. In an instant, a loud cracking sound resonared in the room and he felt his leg go limp as though a massive electric current had struck him. He was also sent flying by the overwhelming force that was impossible to resist!Boom!Griffin body slammed against a large marble pillar at the back of the hall. With a loud crack, his spine shattered as he spat out a mouthful of blood that sent the black mask on his face flying away.His face was covered in blood, and his body turned limp as he slid down
Chris shook his head. It was clearly obvious that Dean was making a biased justification because of his favoritism to his family. “You feel miserable and angry seeing your grandson beaten up. But when your grandson treats others like this and bullies others, you just laugh it off and don’t take it seriously at all! “If he does something wrong, he should be punished. Since you won’t discipline your grandson, someone else will do so on your behalf!” “Your grandson is human, but so are others. Why should they be bullied by you? Don’t you understand the principle of ‘do not do unto others as you would that they should do unto you’?” Dean scowled as he was irritated by Chris' words. “Who do you think you are? Do you think you can do justice for the world? Let me tell you, in this world, people with power, status, and wealth are superior to others! We are naturally much more noble than you! How can you, a penniless bastard, compare to my grandson?! “If you dare to beat up my grandson, I
In the center of the large banquet hall, there was a massive vacated area. Chris was surrounded by the Ambrose family elite guards who were stalking him before they attacked him. The guards knew that Chris wasn't an easy opponent after defeating Griffin and so they were on guard against him. On the other hand Dean narrowed his eyes and felt extremely displeased by the fact that Chris was clearly surrounded by men with lethal weapons and was Outnumbered he still looked as though he would be defeated in a single blow. Hence, there was not a single trace of nervousness or fear on his face. Chris' face was expressionless, and it was unclear if he was happy or angry. But the aura around him was intimidating. Dean cursed, and his face turned sullen as he shouted, “Beat them up severely!” The elite guards wasted no more time and they immediately started their attack on Chris all at the same time. Seeing this, Dean was pleased as He clearly had the upper hand and he expected that Chris w
After hearing Dean’s words, that Ambrose immediately looked astonished “Sir, isn't that going a bit overboard.”Dean's face was distorted into a ugly frown after being questioned.“How dare you question my order? If you don't Bring them over now we might get the chance to worry about consequences.” “Yes, sir.” The Ambrose said and nodded solemnly. He then turned around and dashed out of the banquet hall.Shortly afterwards, the chaos in the room finally came to an end.Everyone in the hall was quiet.Only the sounds of some guards in black with broken limbs, who were rolling around and wailing in pain on the ground, could be heard.“I'm disappointed. I was expecting a bit more but I guess there is nothing more to it.* Chris remarked while being surrounded by all the defeated guards who were wailing on the floor. He rather looked like he was enjoying this situation which was contrary to his words.Dean's face twitches violently, and he looked truly terrified. Immediately afterward,
Dean stood at the front of the banquet hall, his gaze sinister and full of murderous intent. “Punk, I admit that you are really competent in combat, and if we were in an era decades ago, maybe you really could use your combat skills to build a bright future for yourself. However, in today’s society, what’s the use of being so good at combat? Modern weapons are the most powerful! Even if you move fast, can you be faster than bullets? I’m certain you can’t escape with more than ten guns aimed at you!”He bragged in a tone full of pride and arrogance as he was feeling much calmer now. With his powerful team of armed henchmen, he was certain that anyone who came to provoke the Ambrose family wouldn’t escape and Chris would soon get a taste of that.Meanwhile, Chris glanced disdainfully at the automatic pistols in the hands of the henchmen around him and sneered mockingly. “Surely you don’t think you can deal with me with just these lousy things, do you?”“Hahahahaha!” Dean burst into la
As Chris drove toward the Carter family’s new residence, the tension in the car was palpable. Chris’s jaw was set, his thoughts churning. He knew where they lived—it wasn’t hard to find—but confronting them so directly was a calculated risk.When he arrived, the mansion loomed in quiet grandeur, its façade belying the chaos within. Benjamin Carter himself opened the door, his expression shifting from surprise to unease as he recognized Chris.“You…,” Benjamin began cautiously, surprised to see Chris alone at their house. The last time Chris paid a visit to the Carter ended up becoming a tragic incident for the Carters. “What brings you here?”Chris didn’t respond, brushing past him into the house. Benjamin, caught off guard, quickly closed the door and followed him into the living room.Elliot lingered near the entrance, his posture relaxed but vigilant. Benjamin was surprised to see Elliot as well. “Mr…Mr Brown….” He stuttered, casting him a wary glance, noticing the subtle differen
Chris knew that his peaceful life with Eva would surely be disrupted. He could put Eva and her loved ones in a lot of danger. Moreover, leaving now, with Eva dealing with the Carter situation, felt equally impossible as he didn't want to leave her unprotected.“Sir?” Ethan’s voice broke through his thoughts. “What are your orders?”Chris hesitated, his voice betraying the conflict he felt. “Stay on this and keep me updated. I need to think.”“Understood, sir,” Ethan said, his tone respectful. “And for what it’s worth, I know how much sir, James means to you. We’ll do everything we can to bring him back.”Chris ended the call and sat in silence for a long moment. The thought of James—strong, unyielding James—being captured felt like a punch to the gut. But the thought of leaving Eva behind, especially now, felt just as wrong. He was at a crossroads, and no matter which path he chose, the stakes were unbearably high.---Eva, meanwhile, sat at her desk, trying to focus on the tasks in
Chris kept his focus on the road, but his thoughts repeatedly drifted to Eva seated beside him. Her gaze was distant, her fingers nervously fiddling with the strap of her handbag. He could tell the morning's encounter with the Carters was weighing heavily on her.After a few moments of silence, Chris spoke, his voice calm and steady. “Eva, I know it’s a lot to process, but you don’t have to keep it all bottled up. Talk to me.”Eva sighed and shifted in her seat. “It’s just… they showed up out of nowhere. Again. It’s exhausting, Chris. I keep wondering why now, why after all these years?”Chris glanced at her briefly before returning his eyes to the road. “People like the Carters often realize the value of what they’ve lost only when it’s too late. But you don’t owe them anything, Eva. Not an explanation, not a second chance—nothing.”Eva shook her head, frustration creeping into her tone. “It’s not that simple. They’re still my family, even if they’ve hurt me. And now with them grovel
Benjamin quickly intervened, his tone desperate. “Please, Eva, don’t let his foolish words ruin this. I’m truly sorry for everything. I know I failed you, and I failed Bruce. We should have stood by you instead of casting you out. Please, give us a chance to make things right.”“I don't think everyone agrees with the motive of apologizing for your wrongdoings so I can't believe that your apologies are sincere.” Bruce remarked.Benjamin turned to Eric, his expression hardening. “Eric,” he said, his voice stern. “You owe them an apology.”Eric's usually confident demeanor was gone, replaced by a nervous energy that made him look small and uncertain. Benjamin turned to him, his expression hardening.Eric’s eyes darted between Eva, Kate, and Bruce. “I—”“Now,” Benjamin commanded.Eric swallowed hard, his gaze finally landing on Eva. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.Eva’s eyes narrowed. “Sorry? For what, exactly?”“For everything,” Eric said, his voice shaking. “For
Benjamin hesitated, taking in the luxurious yet understated decor that surrounded them. This was Chris’s doing—he could see it in every detail. The man had built a fortress, a sanctuary for Eva and her family.They were foolish to not have recognized his talent and worth all these years that had him living amongst them.“I came to apologize,” Benjamin said, his voice steady despite the storm of emotions inside him. “To you, to your family. And... to make things right.”Kate let out a bitter laugh. “Make things right? That’s rich, coming from you. Do you think showing up here with an apology is enough to undo everything you’ve done?”“I don’t,” Benjamin admitted, his gaze dropping to the floor. “But I had to try. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I need you to hear me out.”Eva folded her arms, studying him with a cold, calculating gaze. “Then speak.”Benjamin could see that it was impossible to get through Eva judging by the cold stare in her eyes. He stepped forward. “Bruc
As the night deepened, Eric and the two representatives sat in their car, the weight of their desperation growing heavier with each passing moment. They had hoped that Eva would still come out of the building as they didn't want to admit that she could be living in such an expensive mansion.However, it finally dawned upon them that Eva wasn't coming out after waiting for several hours. Eric felt bitter as it pained him to see that Eva was living the life of luxury….. the kind he always dreamed about.The Carter's drove back home in subtle silence and even though nothing was said the other representative could feel Eric burning rage but the main problem was thinking about how Benjamin would react when he heard the news of their discovery.****The Morning sunlight streamed through the windows of the luxurious mansion, casting a golden glow over the spacious interiors. Eva had just finished her breakfast and was preparing to leave for work when she noticed something unusual. From the l
Eva returned home that evening, her mind clouded with thoughts of the Carters' audacious behavior earlier that day. The memory of Eric's arrogant tone and his entitlement grated on her nerves, but she was determined not to let it ruin her evening. She stepped into the warm, inviting ambiance of the mansion, finding Chris seated in the living room, a glass of wine in hand and an air of calm about him.“Welcome back,” Chris greeted, his voice soft as he looked up at her. His sharp eyes immediately noted the tension in her posture. “Rough day?”Eva exhaled and sat down beside him, kicking off her heels. “You could say that,” she replied, leaning back against the plush cushions. “The Carters were at Cross Corporation again today.”Chris’s hand tightened slightly around his glass, though he kept his expression neutral. “What did they want this time?”“They were begging for a meeting,” Eva said, shaking her head. “I refused to see them, but they didn’t leave. They waited in the reception ar
As the Carters waited in the reception area of Cross Corporation, the tension in the air was palpable. Time seemed to crawl as they sat in near silence, the occasional murmur of distant phone calls and the soft hum of the building’s air conditioning system providing little comfort. Eric, his hands clenched into tight fists, could hardly sit still. The humiliation of being here—forced to beg for forgiveness from Eva, a woman who had once been part of their family, yet now was their greatest obstacle—was eating away at him. Every minute that ticked by felt like an eternity. The receptionist, efficient and unfazed by their presence, had told them that Eva was unavailable. That alone was enough to set Eric’s nerves on edge. Alan, the other representative accompanying him, tried to keep the peace, suggesting they wait patiently. “This is our only shot, Eric,” he said quietly. “We can't afford to make things worse.” But Eric was past the point of patience. The weight of their family's ru
The incident at the Carter residence had left a trail of rumors and whispers that had quickly spread through the high society of Brooklyn. Every elite family, once rivals or allies of the Carters, now speculated about the cause of the downfall. But no one dared to point fingers at the one responsible, especially not at Chris, the lowly son-in-law. After all, who would ever suspect a man living under another family’s roof? Yet, beneath the surface, Chris was the mastermind behind the fall of two once-proud families—the Ambroses and the Carters.Days had passed since the fall of the Carter family, and their reputation, once untouchable, was now a shadow of its former self. Their vast wealth had been seized by the banks, leaving them with nothing more than a dilapidated Victorian house to call home. Benjamin, the patriarch of the Carter family, sat in the small living room of their new residence, surrounded by his relatives. The room was filled with heavy silence, as each person seemed l