Third POV***The soft beep of the door unlocking drew their attention as it slid open, giving them a view of the room. Seated at the center, a man occupied a chair with his back facing them.As Abigail and Hercules entered the room with an air of confidence, the man inside seemed not to notice them. He was sitting with his jaw resting on his hands, his brow furrowed and eyes fixated on the desk in front of him. Taking the initiative, Abigail broke the silence as she confidently proceeded toward the unoccupied chair opposite Ethan. With a sense of authority, she pulled the chair back and gracefully took a seat.Abigail's voice was filled with sarcasm as she spoke to Ethan. "Mr. Ethan Brundeen, it's so nice to see you again," she said, her tone making it clear that she didn't mean what she said and that she had a strong dislike for him.At the sound of Abigail's voice, Ethan turned his head to look up, visibly surprised by her presence. His expression was one of utter bewilderment, hi
Third POV***"Yes, Mr. Hercules?" Ethan replied calmly, despite his growing unease and suspicion towards Abigail."While your proposal is impressive," Hercules said, his tone shifting as his gaze locked on Ethan, "I believe we should carefully consider the implications and potential risks involved."Abigail, who had been quietly observing the exchange, spoke up with confidence. "I agree," she said. "A decision of this magnitude should not be made lightly."Ethan felt a surge of frustration but knew better than to let his emotions show. "Of course," he said with a forced smile, "I understand your concerns, and I'm more than happy to provide any additional information you may need.""Any information?" Abigail teased, clearly trying to annoy him and she was enjoying the nervous look on his face.Ethan's throat tightened, making it difficult for him to speak. He tried to talk, but no words came out. His lips moved in vain, rendering him momentarily speechless as his mind raced to compose
Third POV***The words kept ringing in his ears and he just stared at them, astonished and unable to believe what he had just heard.Was this a joke?Ethan's eyes fluttered rapidly as he blinked several times in quick succession. Despite this reflexive action, he couldn't help but notice the smug expressions on their faces. "Excuse me, that can't possibly be a serious request," Ethan responded, his voice laced with a hint of nervousness as he attempted to deflect the suggestion with a nervous laugh. He was expecting Hercules to do the same but his expression remained the same.Hercules didn't mean what he had said or did he?"Are you serious or is this a joke?" Ethan asked again, looking at Hercules for clarification. He was having trouble believing the situation and hoped that he was joking."This is not a joke," Hercules replied with a serious tone and a shrug. "It's an order from high authority, and I believe you have the potential to prove your dedication to the Zeng company de
Third POV***"You wicked woman!" Ethan hissed, anger burning in his eyes. "You think you've won, Abigail? Think again! Don't get too comfortable, because I'll be back to settle the score!”Abigail feigned surprise, her voice laced with mock concern. "Are you actually threatening me right now, Ethan?”In response, a thunderous laughter filled the room as Ethan cackled maniacally, his laughter reverberating throughout the room.The security pulled his arm forcefully, dragging him out of the office like he was some piece of trash.His laughter was difficult to bear, so the security men promptly escorted him out through an alternate exit to minimize any further disruptions.Whenever a person or traitor was asked to be thrown out of the company, they always followed a back door, it was said to be the door of doom.As Ethan reached the back door, his heart pounding in his chest, he felt a sudden push from behind. Stumbling forward, he lost his balance and desperately reached out to grab on
Third POV***Ethan's eyelids lifted slowly, revealing his surroundings. The distinct, sharp scent of antiseptic stung his nostrils, immediately catching his attention. He blinked repeatedly, attempting to clear his vision. As his eyes struggled to focus, he scanned the room, desperate to make sense of his surroundings. However, the shapes and colors blurred together, creating a confusing scene that left him wondering where he was.Ethan's body was drained of energy, he took a moment to simply lie still on the soft, comforting surface beneath him, allowing himself to relax."Where am I?" he whispered hoarsely, the words getting stuck in his dry parched throat. Panicked thoughts raced through his mind. "Wait! Did I die?"The images flashed before his eyes and he remembered seeing himself on the road and then all of a sudden, everything went blank.He couldn't remember anything after. Was he now in heaven?The bed felt so soft but he had heard about rumors of hell being an uncomfortabl
Third POV***Ethan furrowed his brow as he listened to the voice.'Why does this voice sound so familiar?' He asked himself in his head. Though the voice sounded familiar, he couldn't quite place where he had heard it from.He knew his memory wasn't at its best.This made it hard for him to connect the familiar voice to a person or situationEthan was confused because even though he didn't remember this woman, he couldn't figure out why he was invested in the discussion when he didn't know who she was or how they were connected. He let out a deep breath and made up his mind to leave the hospital as quickly as possible. Just as he was about to take a step forward, something caught his eye—a bracelet on the woman's wrist. This detail made him hesitate, his attention now fixed on the piece of jewelry, curiosity getting the better of him.Recognizing the bracelet, Ethan felt a moment of clarity. There was no doubt in his mind; he had given that exact bracelet to only one woman. He initia
Third POV***Lana's eyes widened in disbelief, and her mouth fell open, she suddenly pushed herself off the chair. Without hesitation, she began to adjust her clothes, pulling on the fabric in an attempt to cover her exposed cleavage. There were numerous questions on her mind, questions like - how did he get in here?Nodding her head, she tried coming up with an excuse but she didn't seem to come up with anything reasonable.Ethan walked into the room, his hospital gown loosely tied around his waist, exposing more of his body than intended. As he took in the scene before him, he demanded answers with a firm voice. "What's happening here?" he asked, his gaze fixed on her.He pretended to not know what was happening, shrugging his shoulders in an ignorant way.Her mouth quivered as she tried to open them to speak.Lana's voice shook as she finally managed to respond, "I...I came to speak to the doctor." Her hand moved unconsciously to her chest, as if trying to calm her racing heart.
Third POV***"How does this feel, you son of a bitch!" Ethan said with gritted teeth, not pitying the shameless doctor whose face was already swollen.His punches landed repeatedly on Gray's face, causing visible swelling and bruising. It became increasingly disfigured with each strike and Ethan's anger fueled his relentless assault, as if he sought to destroy Gray's identity. As Ethan paused and surveyed the damage he had inflicted on Gray, a sense of satisfaction consumed him but it was instantly cooled as he realized the potential consequences of his actions. He became aware of the devastating effect his assault had on the doctor. If he went any further then the doctor would die in his hands and he wasn't ready to go to jail because of him.He spat on him angrily and turned away to walk out of the office.Lana's crying became louder as she witnessed the tense scene between Ethan and Gray. She tried to quiet her sobs by covering her mouth with her hand, but her emotions were too s