Meanwhile, Ethan and the others brought Haley to an office building. The elevator doors opened, and Natalie walked out first, heels clicking on the marble floor. She spread her arms wide with a smile.“Welcome,” she said proudly. “This is my new studio. The reason I came to this city.”Haley’s mouth fell open. The glass walls, the gold nameplate, the buzzing of staff running around, it all felt unreal. “This… this is yours?” she whispered.Natalie nodded as if it were nothing. “Yes. From here, everything starts fresh.”Elsa, however, was staring at Ethan. Her brows furrowed, her lips parting in disbelief. “You knew… all along?” she asked slowly, still trying to process everything. “You didn’t even mention this.”Ethan rubbed the back of his neck, looking all shy. “It’s nothing much. I just helped Natalie with a small favor once.”Natalie immediately turned, glaring at him. “Small favor?” she repeated sharply. “Ethan, if not for you, I might have died in some dark corner years ago. Don

Ethan had been listening quietly the whole time. But when he heard Aria mention the unbeatable fighter, his eyes sharpened.Inside his head, a fire lit up.So… the Bellanos brought in a monster? A man no one can touch? That’s why they’re making money while the Pattersons drown. If someone could take him down… the Bellanos would bleed hard. And I’ve fought men like that before. In MMA rings. In the cage. I’ve broken fighters twice my size. Maybe… this is my chance to hit them where it hurts.He finally spoke, his voice calm but firm.“If this fighter loses… will the Bellanos suffer a big loss?”Aria’s voice came sharp, without hesitation. “Yes. More than you think. They’d lose face, money, control. It would flip the whole board.”Ethan’s lips curved into a faint smile. “Good. Then tell me where this fight club is.”Aria hesitated, then sighed. “South docks. Old factory. You’ll see the lights, hear the noise. It’s impossible to miss.”“Perfect,” Ethan said. “We’re on our way.”He hung u

Ethan looked at Elsa, then spoke his tone reassuring, “Trust me Elsa. I can and will beat him.”Elsa took a deep breath and looked at Aria, her voice trembling. “Aria… maybe… maybe he really can do it. I’ve known him a long time… he’s strong, smarter than anyone I’ve ever met. Please, just… let him fight.”Aria pressed her lips tight. The weight of the Pattersons pressing down on her. If she couldn’t keep the money flowing, they would cut her loose. Still, she looked at Ethan, then at Elsa’s pleading face, sighed and made her choice.“Fine,” she muttered. “I’ll trust you, Storm. You better not make me regret this.”Elsa’s eyes lit up, relief flooding her voice. She grabbed Aria’s hand. “Thank you, Aria. Really… thank you! You won’t be disappointed, I promise.”“But if he die, don’t expect me to clean up the mess.” Aria said.Ethan stayed calm. “If by some miracle I lose…” he glanced at Aria, his voice a little playful, “I’ll personally hand you ten million dollars.”Aria’s eyes snapp

The announcer’s hand trembled on the microphone. His face had gone pale, beads of sweat forming along his hairline. He had never imagined that a simple broadcast mistake could spiral into this kind of chaos. Hammer’s roars echoed from the cage, shaking the metal bars, making the floor beneath them thrum like it might give way. “Uh… ladies and… gentlemen,” the announcer stammered, voice cracking slightly, “it seems… um… that our… challenger… is willing to step in right now!” The crowd erupted again, a mix of cheers and laughter, some incredulous, some mocking, others in sheer excitement. “Bring him out! Bring the fool out!” someone shouted from the stands. “Is he for real?” another voice called. “Does he even know what he’s walking into?” Ethan leaned back slightly, still calm. He watched Hammer pacing inside the cage, muscles bulging, veins popping, eyes blazing like molten lava. Elsa clung to his sleeve so hard he could feel her shaking. “Mr. Storm… please… don’t do this!” she wh

Hammer roared triumphantly, chest heaving, veins bulging in his neck. “I told you! No one stands against me! I’m the best—nobody survives my fists!” He bellowed, raising his arms to the crowd as if claiming victory. Victory was his, or so he thought. He had never seen anyone withstand one of his punches. This was his moment.Aria’s face was so pale, “My God.. this… this can’t be happening…” she muttered, panic creeping into her voice.Elsa’s eyes were wide, lips trembling. “Aria… he’s… he’s actually been hit! Oh god, he’s going to… he’s—”She even started crying.Hammer’s roar was deafening as he prepared another blow, sure this time would finish Ethan. His confidence radiated.Victory was guaranteed.But then the arena changed. Slowly, almost impossibly, the audience realized something… Ethan hadn’t fallen at all. He had blocked Hammer’s massive fist with just one hand beside his head, effortlessly absorbing the blow. The force barely bent his elbow. His expression was calm, almost b