All Chapters of Excuse Me, Sir! I Am Not Useless : Chapter 61
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059. Getting The Plan Started!
As Ethan spoke, his eyes fixed on the wall, his gaze distant yet intense.His words stirred something in LeVert’s mind—a realization that slowly began to take shape. Their priority was Stella… but why? And more importantly, how were they supposed to protect her? That was where the situation became truly complicated.Ethan brushed his hair backward before responding, his voice calm but firm.“Darlington has already ordered Stella’s death. He doesn’t want her to exist on the surface of this earth because of a secret he’s afraid might be exposed.”He paused briefly, then turned his gaze toward LeVert.“So ask yourself this, Mr. LeVert… what happens if Stella actually dies?”LeVert remained silent, his expression tightening as Ethan continued.“What becomes of our plan? How do we uncover the truth behind this so-called business of theirs?”Still, LeVert said nothing, and Ethan pressed on.“Remember, Stella is the key—the weapon we can use to access the deepest secrets Darlington and his a
060. The Spy!
Inside the grandest mansion in all of Sera—one that belonged to the powerful Wong family—a young maiden in her twenties stood trembling.Tall and beautiful, yet visibly shaken, she held a tray with a cup of hot tea, her head bowed before Fiona—Darlington’s wife. Her hands quivered uncontrollably.Her name was Ivy.“Please, Mrs. Wong… I am very sorry. I promise, it will never happen again…”She hadn’t even finished speaking when Fiona suddenly grabbed the cup of hot tea and hurled it at her.“Ahhhhhhh!”A piercing scream tore from Ivy’s throat as the scalding liquid burned her skin. The pain was immediate—sharp, unbearable.But Fiona’s voice cut through her cries without mercy.“Shut up! Will you just shut up?!” she snapped, brushing back her short braided hair with irritation.“How many times have I warned you that I don’t like too much sugar in my tea?” she shouted. “So how dare you serve me something this sweet? Do you want me to die young?”Ivy continued to cry, her body shaking a
061. Keep An Eye On The Timer!
As soon as the husband and wife stepped into their room, Darlington slammed the door shut. The sharp sound echoed through the space as he turned to Fiona, his face clouded with irritation.“What is it? What exactly is your problem?”Fiona was taken aback for a split second, then scoffed, folding her arms.“Don’t ask me what my problem is, Darlington. You should already know. I hate grumpy people. I hate people who don’t follow instructions. That lady is no different from them, so she deserves whatever punishment she got from me.”“What you did was completely wrong,” Darlington shot back. “You could have killed her!”At his words, Fiona let out a bitter chuckle.Oh, so now he’s taking her side?The thought stung. In all their years of marriage, this had never happened before. Fiona had punished servants in the past—once even leaving one in a coma—and Darlington had neither questioned nor stopped her. But today? He was defending Ivy—their newest help.Could it be that they were both inv
062. Do You Know Him?
Inside the janitors’ quarters, Ethan continued his cleaning, but his mind was far from the task. Every sweep of his hand was mechanical, as his thoughts were consumed by one thing—his next move.He paused briefly and checked the time.He needed to find Stella. He had to warn her that her life was in danger. Even if he couldn’t bring himself to tell her everything, the least he could do was get to her before it was too late.And the worst part?Today was the day she was supposed to die.Darlington had been clear—TWENTY-FOUR HOURS. He had ordered that woman, Shirley, to have Stella killed within that time frame. Which meant every second wasted only brought her closer to death.If anything, Ethan should have saved her by now.But how could he, when he didn’t even know where she was?That troubling question weighed heavily on him when his phone suddenly buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw a message from LeVert.Quickly, he opened it.“Greetings, My Lord! I have some good news.
063. Your Life Is In Danger!
The moment Stella finished speaking, silence settled heavily between them.Ethan stood still, stunned.Why would Stella lie about not knowing Darlington? Or… was she not the real Stella?He quickly brushed that idea of his head. No… she was. She was definitely the real Stella. The shock on her face had been too real, too raw to fake. And Ethan could read it clearly—she was lying, and she knew he wasn’t going to let it slide.He took a step forward, and said to her. “You’re lying to me, Stella. And I’m not leaving either. Because you and I both know you know that man. So why are you pretending otherwise?”Stella let out a short, mocking scoff, folding her arms.“So now I’m a liar?” she shot back. “I gave you my time—let you speak—even though I don’t know who you are. And this is how you repay me? By calling me a liar?”“I’m trying to help you, Stella. Because at the end of the day, you’re the one who’s going to get hurt.” Ethan fired back instantlyHe paused, then added with precisi
064. What Will She Do?
Immediately after Ethan was thrown out of the reception, Stella let out a deep, shaky sigh of relief.At least no one had overheard their conversation. No one had questioned her about Darlington—no one except Ethan. And even the few things Ethan had said to her… she still hadn’t recovered from them. The thought of anyone else asking similar questions made her even panic more. But that relief didn’t last long.Questions began to flood her mind, one after another, refusing to settle. Panic crept in. Her breathing grew uneven, her steps quick and restless, as though she were trying to outrun her own thoughts. It felt like her sanity was slowly slipping through her fingers.She couldn’t stop herself from asking—How did Ethan find out about the relationship I have with Darlington Wong?How did he know I want to quit my job?How did he even locate my workplace… and know my full name?Her heartbeat pounded harder.Could it be… could it be that he knows everything?The thought struck her l
065. Danger Ahead
As that thought spiralled on her head, Stella hastily wiped the sweat trickling down her face and glanced at the time.Fifteen hours were already gone.It was almost 6 PM.A chill ran down her spine.Whatever she had to do, she had to do it fast.Without wasting another second, Stella began packing her things in a frenzy. She grabbed her bag, slung it over her shoulder, and rushed out of her office, heading straight for her car.“I have to leave this city,” she muttered under her breath. “This place isn’t safe for me anymore. The longer I stay, the closer I get to death. I can’t let Darlington kill me… I won’t!”She jumped into her car and sped off.As she drove, panic took over her senses. Her attention drifted repeatedly to her phone as she hurriedly typed messages to her parents, urging them to leave the country as soon as possible. She even tried calling them, her fingers trembling against the screen but they didn't seem to be responding or even active on the net. In her despera
066. Count Yourself DEAD.
“Hello, Mom! Can you hear me?”Stella had finally reached her parents. Her voice came out rushed and unsteady. “Please, Mom… listen to me carefully. I need you to take the next bus to Grandpa’s house. Once you get there, use your visa and leave the country immediately. Tell Dad to come with you. Please, Mom!”On the other end, her mother froze in shock.The fear in Stella’s voice was unmistakable.“What are you saying, my dear?” she asked out of panic. “Why do you sound like this? Why are you shaking? And most importantly—why are we leaving the country? Did something happen?”Stella brushed her hair back as tears streamed down her face. “Mom… I’m begging you, in the name of the Lord. Leave whatever you’re doing and go. Take Dad with you. Please… just go…”Her mother’s confusion only deepened.“But your father is sick,” she replied, her voice trembling now. “Have you forgotten? He’s disabled—he can’t walk, he can’t even feed himself. Even speaking is difficult for him. Why are you as
067. Say Your Last Prayers!
SHIFT!!!Before the hammer could hit Stella, she quickly shifted away from its strike, causing it to slam hard against the wall.The moment it hit, Jay-K released his grip and dropped into a squat, reaching to grab her hand. But Stella dodged swiftly, slipping between his legs.Before he could even process what was happening, Stella drove her elbow hard into his dick , sending a wave of excruciating punch on his dick. “Ahhhhhhhhh!”His scream alerted the others—Jeff and Maze.“You slut! How dare you think you can harm him?!” Maze yelled, raising his gun at her.Refusing to let fear take over, Stella ducked low and darted toward the far edge, leaving Jay-K collapsing to the ground.Without thinking twice, Maze released his gun at her. ....But The gunshot missed.Immediately, Maze and Jeff rushed to Jay-K.“Boss! Are you okay? Did she—”“Forget me—go after her! She’s escaping!” Jay-K roared, pointing toward Stella, who was already sprinting toward the exit.“Hey! Get back here!” Jeff
068. The Masked Man
“How is this… how is this even possible?!”Jay-K and Maze exchanged frightened glances.Their eyes slowly drifted back to where Stella lay writhing in pain, her body soaked in blood.But it wasn’t hers.That blood was… Jeff’s.He was the one who had been shot—not Stella.“How is it even possible?!” Jay-K demanded again, his voice laced with disbelief as he stared at Jeff’s lifeless body on the ground.Gunshots had just been fired… but they hadn’t come from Jeff.They had come from someone else entirely.Someone behind them.Someone who had just fired three straight bullets into Jeff.But who on earth was it?They all turned at once——and saw him.A young man dressed entirely in black, his face hidden behind a dark mask.“Who are you?!” Maze demanded.Instead of answering, the masked man spoke calmly. “Let Stella Jackson go. Immediately.”Jay-K’s anger flared. His fists clenched tightly as he stepped forward.“You came all the way here just to ruin our plan, didn’t you?” he snapped. “