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
The soldiers who came out of the armored vehicles seemed to have no end as they soon filled up the open space in the Ambrose residence’s front yard and quickly barged into the banquet hall. The more terrifying thing was that after these people rushed into the banquet hall, they immediately held their fully automatic rifles and submachine guns in front of their bodies. All of a sudden, around a hundred terrifying rifles were all pointing neatly and uniformly at the 20-odd people holding pistols in the hall, as well as the Ambroses in front of them. Everyone was dumbfounded by this situation Even Chris didn't seem to grasp the situation and was wondering if the Ambrose family had offended someone else. There were many armed soldiers and formidable armored vehicles. They were obviously from the military. What's going on? Who are these guys?! Are they friends or foe? When did our family provoke the military? The Ambroses mumbled amongst themselves as they cling into one another
Elliot completely ignored Dean as he walked over to meet Chris. “Sir, I'm glad to see that you are okay.” He said with relief.The Ambroses were completely shocked to see Elliot paying respects to Chris. According to their knowledge, being just the CEO of Pegasus Enterprise puts Elliot in a higher status than everyone in this room. However, such a respectable individual was bowing to a nobody like Chris. This made them all curious about the relationship between Chris and Elliot.“What are you doing here? I never instructed you to come here.” Chris queried Elliot.“Sir, I guessed that you might need some help in handling these Ambroses so I thought to bring over the forces. It seems like I made a good decision and I'm thankful that we arrived just in time.” Elliot explained to Chris. Pegasus Enterprise was a huge organization and their influence extended to the military as well so he was easily able to organize the military forces Since Pegasus Enterprise couldn't do anything about
Dean was dumbfounded by Elliot's aggressive reaction.“Mr….Mr Brown, you are making a mistake. I don't know your relationship with this man but I think he must have fooled you by pretending just like he did to us. He is just a lowlife with no background.” Dean exposed Chris' identity hoping that he might be able to convince Elliot.On the other hand, Elliot gritted his teeth. “I told you to shut the hell up… .Shut up…..Shut up….Shut up” he repeated as he continued kicking Dean. “You still have the audacity to speak. If there is anyone going under trial, then it's the Ambrose family. The crimes of the Ambrose family have been exposed and you all are going to be investigated by the law.” he declared with a heavy breath.As soon as he said this, Ambrose turned pale. And many of them fell to the ground, their legs limp.They subconsciously wanted to defend themselves but they didn't dare to say anything. It was a crime to be in possession of such weapons, but the Ambrose family security
His face as pale as a sheet, Dean looked at Chris and said in misery, he slowly got on his knees and crawled to the spot Chris was standing “I was wrong. You are indeed not an ordinary person. What exactly is your identity?” he pleaded with a bowChris smiled. “What exactly is my identity? I’m just a live-in son-in-law who is worthless. Didn’t you already say this clearly just now?”Dean was stunned. Those were the remarks that he, his grandson, and others made about Chris.He believed them and so had been thinking that Chris was just an insignificant small fry. Thus, he didn’t pay any attention to Chris' words, as he merely thought that he could easily crush this annoying bug.But now he realized that he was wrong! Extremely wrong!If someone as reputable as Elliot Brown was being respectful towards Chris then only a fool would fail to recognize that Chris was on a higher standard.“Mr. Chris, I hereby apologize to you for having offended you earlier. I hope that you will forgive us
Chris stood aside and silently watched as the ambrose were being dragged away by the soldiers. Shortly afterwards, the room was completely silent as the armored trucks had left the premises. The only individuals left in the ambrose residence were the maids who had no family ties with the ambrose family. “What do you intend to do with them sir?” Elliot asked, breaking the silence. “I have nothing in mind. Do whatever you wish to them but make sure that they don't ever cause trouble for my wife ever again.” “I understand, sir,” Elliot sharply replied. In his mind, he reckoned that he would have to make sure that the Ambroses were locked away forever in order to prevent them from making trouble in the future if they had their freedom. He didn't want to fail this simple task and disappoint Chris ever again so he wasn't taking any chances. “I apologize, sir.” Elliot said, bowing his head respectfully. “ I should have paid more attention to the matter. This incident could have been
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