Ethan’s speech aggravated the bodyguard, he clenched his fist and bit his lips so hard it drew blood. He wanted to beat Ethan so bad, that he wished Miss Rebecca was not there.Miss Rebecca on the other hand was left in awe, she couldn’t believe what was coming from Ethan’s mouth as she stared at him with her mouth wide open.The bodyguard was still burning in fury, he has never been humiliated in his life. He fervently begged Rebecca to let him teach Ethan a life time lesson. “Miss, please allow me to teach him a lesson,” he said with rage.It wasn’t an easy decision but Rebecca had no choice than to agree. She had to satisfy her curiosity, “okay” she said, “but don't harm him” she added.The bodyguard quickly charged at Ethan, with a tip of his fingers, he ripped his shirt into two like he was a protagonist in an action movie. Revealing his well built Abs and strong arms.The excitement in Ethans eyes was visible as he watched the bodyguard display all sorts of man power. He badly n
Ethan stood outside the bedroom door, his hand hovering just inches from the handle. The muffled laughter and intimate whispers coming from inside twisted his gut. He strained to make out the words, his heart pounding painfully in his chest.“I can’t believe you’re still with that loser,” a male voice sneered.“That’s because he’s useful, Brandon,” Lauren’s voice replied with a mocking lilt. “Besides, my grandfather insisted. He thought Ethan would bring us luck.”“Lucky?” Brandon scoffed. “He’s nothing but a pathetic excuse for a man.”Ethan’s knuckles whitened around the doorknob. The sting of their words pierced deeper than he thought possible. Summoning every ounce of courage, he threw the door open.“What the hell is going on here?” Ethan’s voice trembled with a mix of anger and hurt.Lauren and Brandon sprang apart, their faces reflecting shock, then annoyance. Lauren quickly composed herself, a cruel smile tugging at her lips.“Ethan,” she drawled, not bothering to cover hersel
The car sped through the streets, the city lights flashing past as Rebecca leaned back, her eyes closed. Her face was calm, but the faint cough that escaped her lips betrayed a hint of vulnerability. Ethan lay unconscious beside her, his breathing shallow but steady.“Miss Rebecca, the mayor has invited you to a private dinner with the Chamber of Commerce tonight,” her secretary, William, spoke up from the front seat, glancing at her through the rearview mirror. “Shall I confirm your attendance?”Rebecca opened her eyes, her gaze sharp. “Cancel it. I have other priorities right now.”William raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “Other priorities? Are you referring to… him?” He gestured towards Ethan’s limp form.“Watch your tone, William,” Rebecca’s voice was cold and firm. “Just make sure we get to the hospital quickly.”“Yes, Miss Rebecca,” he replied, though the mocking tone didn’t entirely leave his voice. “But I must say, it’s quite uncharacteristic of you to pi
Ethan stood awkwardly beside Rebecca’s bed, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife. The doctor, Dr. Martin, glared at him with undisguised contempt, while Rebecca’s bodyguards hovered menacingly close, their eyes fixed on Ethan as if he were a dangerous criminal.“You want to what?” Dr. Martin’s voice dripped with incredulity. “Place your hand on her chest? Who do you think you are?”Ethan swallowed hard, feeling the weight of everyone’s stares. “I… I know it sounds strange, but I can help. I have some knowledge—”“Knowledge?” The doctor sneered. “You’re not a doctor, and you think you can just waltz in here and—”“Dr. Martin,” Rebecca’s voice cut through the room like a whip. “Enough.”Dr. Martin turned to her, his face flushing with frustration. “Miss Rebecca, I can’t let him—”“I said enough.” Rebecca’s eyes were cold, and the room fell silent. She turned her gaze to Ethan, her expression unreadable. “You have ten minutes, Ethan. Do whatever you need to do.”The b
Ethan wandered along the main street, his steps heavy and aimless. The bustling city around him blurred into a haze of lights and noise, but he barely noticed. His mind was consumed by the memory of his father’s voice in his dream, filled with disappointment and disapproval.“Why, Father?” he muttered to himself, kicking a pebble down the pavement. “Why did you believe in me when I’ve done nothing but fail?”The words echoed in his head, mingling with the fresh sting of rejection from Rebecca. She hadn’t said much when she dismissed him, but her silence had spoken volumes. He sighed, feeling the weight of his entire life pressing down on him.“What am I supposed to do now?” he whispered, his voice lost in the evening breeze.Suddenly, the screech of tires broke through his thoughts. A sleek Bentley pulled up sharply in front of him, blocking his path. Ethan’s heart skipped a beat as the car door swung open and several men in black suits stepped out, their expressions stern.“Mr. Etha
Ethan hesitated at the entrance of the Lauren residence, his hand hovering over the doorbell. His heart pounded with a mix of dread and anger. Rebecca stood beside him, her presence calm and reassuring.“Are you ready?” she asked softly, her voice steady.Ethan swallowed hard, nodding. “I don’t think I’ll ever be ready, but I have to do this.”Rebecca gave him a small, encouraging smile. “Just remember, you’re not alone. Face them with your head held high.”Taking a deep breath, Ethan pressed the doorbell. Moments later, the door swung open, revealing Gloria’s disapproving face. Her eyes narrowed as she took in the sight of Ethan and then shifted to Rebecca, surprise flashing briefly before it was replaced with a sneer.“Well, well, Ethan,” Gloria drawled, her voice dripping with contempt. “I didn’t expect you to bring company. And such… refined company at that.”Ethan’s jaw tightened, but he forced himself to remain calm. “I’m here to finalize the divorce, Gloria. That’s all.”Gloria
William stared at the screen of his phone, then back at Rebecca, confusion etched on his face. “You want me to reinstate the Williams family’s invitation to the banquet?”Rebecca nodded, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Yes, that’s exactly what I want.”“But, Miss Rebecca,” William hesitated, his brow furrowed, “you just instructed me to revoke it. Now you want to invite them again?”“Yes, William, I changed my mind,” Rebecca said calmly, leaning back in her chair. “I want them there. I want them to see Ethan.”William blinked, clearly baffled. “Ethan? What does he have to do with the Williams family?”Rebecca’s smile widened, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “Everything. Let’s just say I’m curious to see how they react.”“But why?” William pressed, his curiosity getting the better of him. “What are you planning, Miss Rebecca?”“I’m not planning anything,” Rebecca said lightly, though the glint in her eyes suggested otherwise. “I just want them to see the man they’ve undere
Back at the banquet, Rebecca watched the guests milling around, her eyes scanning the room with amusement. William approached her, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern.“Miss Rebecca, you seem very interested in Mr. Ethan’s affairs,” he observed cautiously.Rebecca sipped her wine, her smile enigmatic. “I am, William. He’s… intriguing.” Brandon’s laughter echoed through the quiet street, his eyes gleaming with malice as he looked Ethan up and down. “Kneel and apologize?” he repeated, his voice dripping with mockery. “Are you out of your mind, Ethan? You want me to apologize to you?”Lauren stood beside him, a smug smile playing on her lips. “You’ve really lost it, Ethan. This new attitude of yours is almost… amusing.”Ethan’s gaze was cold and unwavering. “I’m serious, Brandon. Apologize now, and I might let you walk away with some dignity.”Brandon’s laughter grew louder, and he leaned back, slapping his knee. “Dignity? Oh, that’s rich! You think you’re in any position to de