Following Ethan’s words, everyone’s gaze shifted at once to his hand. There, clearly visible, was the leather package containing the janitor’s uniform.A brief silence followed.It became obvious that Caro had been speaking out of assumption all along.And that realization only fueled her anger further.She struggled to steady herself, visibly embarrassed, as she questioned her own thoughts inwardly.“Me—Caro? Mad?” she muttered under her breath, unable to process what had just unfolded.Before she could even turn her frustration into action, Benjie suddenly grabbed Ethan by the collar.“Did you just call my wife a fool?” he roared, his face twisted in anger. “You animal! We fed you, we trained you, and you still don’t have the right to—”“That’s enough, Uncle Benjie!”Micheala quickly stepped forward, grabbing Benjie’s arm and pulling him away from Ethan’s collar before things escalated further.“We are running late, Uncle!” she said firmly. “Let’s not waste more time arguing and fig

ONE WEEK AGO Ethan had reached out to LeVert with a specific request—he needed another set of eyes inside the Wong family’s mansion. According to him, “I already have a position secured at GRC. From there, I can monitor everything happening within the company and even use it to my advantage. But at the same time, I need someone on the inside of the Wong Villa—someone who can act as a tool. That person will report every single detail to me… every move the Wongs make, every step they take.” LeVert narrowed his eyes slightly. “You mean someone like a spy?” Ethan nodded without hesitation. “Exactly.” And that was how Ivy came into the picture. Given the sensitivity of the mission, Ethan had no choice but to reveal everything to her. He told her the truth—his real identity as the rightful heir to the Wong family’s assets, his position as the CEO of GRC, and even the painful details of his childhood trauma. He laid bare his reasons for seeking revenge against the Wong family. Ivy

Ethan didn’t need anyone to tell him how urgent this mission was.The moment Ivy said they only had five minutes to complete this mission, he understood the weight of it immediately.“I heard you, Ivy. I’ll be fast.” He replied. Ivy studied him for a second, then nodded with a faint smile. “I’ll stay outside and keep watch. Just in case anything goes wrong.”“Alright. I won’t take long.”Without another word, she turned and stepped out. The door shut behind her with a sharp slam that echoed through the room.Then Silence followed.Ethan let out a slow, steady breath, trying to calm the tension building inside his chest. Then, without hesitation, he slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small device—a flash drive.That tiny object carried everything.Inside it were all the videos Ethan had gathered—every hidden recording of Darlington, every behind-the-scenes clip, every piece of evidence that had been carefully converted and stored. It was all there, compressed into somethin

Ethan was absolutely astounded to see the man standing there. He instantly realized he had been caught in the act—but he wasn’t done yet.He still hadn’t successfully linked the flash drive to the projector. Until that was done, he couldn’t afford to be stopped.Completely ignoring the presence of the young control room officer in front of him, Ethan continued typing rapidly on the system. His actions only fueled the officer’s anger.“Who the hell are you? And what are you doing in here?” the man barked.Ethan paused, his fingers hovering over the keyboard, then slowly lifted his head to meet the man’s gaze.Locking eyes with him, Ethan spoke calmly,“I know you must be surprised to see me here, but don’t worry. I’m not a criminal or a thief. I’m only here to do what’s right. Just give me two more minutes, and I’ll be done.”The man scoffed. “Two minutes?!”Was this guy serious?A supposed intruder—no, a criminal—was asking for extra time, as if he had any right to negotiate. It was a

The second man froze when he heard Ethan speak like that. In this mansion, he was used to people lowering their heads, used to hearing the word boss fall from their lips without hesitation. To him, it was natural. He stood above them, and they stood beneath him. That was how things had always been.His name was Toby. The small tag clipped neatly to his uniform said it clearly, and Ethan had already taken note of it the moment he walked in.Now, seeing the way Ethan addressed him, Toby felt a sharp sting of anger rise in his chest. His jaw tightened. Who did this man think he was?In Toby’s eyes, Ethan was nothing—just another worker, another face in the crowd. Everyone else in the mansion knew their place. They showed respect. They spoke carefully. They understood who deserved authority.So why wasn’t Ethan doing the same?Toby slowly lifted his head as his eyes locked onto Ethan.“Who the hell do you think you are to challenge me like that?”Ethan remained silent.That silence only