Gerald and Kathleen sat frozen in front of the TV, their faces pale as the video of Richard’s fight with Viktor Zilenski played again and again on every news channel. The scene was everywhere.“This… this can’t be real,” Gerald whispered, his hand trembling as he reached for the remote. “He can fight too?” he asked with a shaky breath. His gaze locked on Kathleen, who was equally as shocked as her husband.Kathleen crossed her arms and shook her head hard. “It’s fake. It has to be fake. Someone edited it. Richard isn’t that strong. He was a nobody!”Margaret, who had rushed into the room a few minutes ago, slapped her tablet on the table. “It’s not fake, Kath. This video is trending everywhere. Even the business magazine covered it. They’re calling him the Silent Billionaire Fighter.”Gerald leaned back in his chair, rubbing his forehead. “Silent Billionaire Fighter? Are you hearing this, Kathleen? The boy we threw out of our house?”Kathleen rolled her eyes. “Don’t be dramatic, Geral

Richard got to the door and was surprised to see the two women who held a special post in his life standing at his doorpost. He was surprised and at the same time was not sure of what to do. He knew he could not be biased to either of them. “You didn't tell me you were coming.” Richard said bluntly, staring at their faces. “I called you, but you were not picking up my calls, Richard. Are you avoiding me?” Dianne asked, her eyebrows furrowed a bit. Sarah crossed her arms and gave Dianne a sharp look. “Oh, so you came here too?” she asked, her voice dripping with irritation.Dianne’s eyes narrowed. “I could ask you the same question. What are you doing here, Sarah? Last I checked, you had your own life, your space.” Richard’s eyes darted between them. He could already feel the tension and the unspoken words between the trio. “Can we not do this at the door?” he said calmly. “Come inside, both of you.”They both stepped in, but neither was willing to back down. Sarah brushed past D