All Chapters of The Billionaire Tech Genius Gets His Revenge: Chapter 121
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Jealous wife
Sabrina, sensing the erupting volcano of Kara’s suspicion, quickly wiped her eyes with her sleeve and stepped between them. "No! Miss Lewis, please... it’s not what it looks like. He wasn't harassing me. We were just... we were discussing something private. Senior Ethan was actually being very kind." Ethan let out a breath as he looked at Sabrina’s reddened eyes, his heart heavy with the weight of the story she had just told him. "Go on, Sabrina," he said softly, "Get some rest. I’ll talk to you later." Sabrina nodded hesitantly, gave a small, respectful bow to Kara, and hurried away toward the kitchens, her head low. Ethan turned back to Kara. The onlookers were still whispering, their voices like the buzzing of a thousand insects. He looked at Kara, his brow furrowed. "Why would you do that, Kara? Why would you walk out here and immediately accuse me of something like that in front of everyone?" Kara’s rigid posture falte
Meeting with the VC
Vice Chancellor Johnson Leviathan sat across from Kara Lewis, his expression one of profound respect. To him, Kara wasn't just a former student; she was the living embodiment of York Town University’s success; the gold standard of their Business Administration department.“President Lewis,” Johnson began, leaning forward with his hands clasped over a mahogany desk. “I cannot stress enough how much your presence here today means to the faculty. The anniversary is a milestone for us, and having the Lewis Group as our primary patron ensures that our legacy remains untarnished.”Kara smiled. “The university gave me the foundation I needed, Vice Chancellor. It is only right that I give back. As we discussed, I am prepared to authorize a substantial donation today; one that will make the amount Jimmy Salvatore was flaunting earlier sound like child's play.”Johnson let out a relieved breath. “That is more than generous. It will secure our research grants for the
Quit your job
Ethan finally spotted Sabrina near the far corner, but his jaw tightened at the sight.A couple; a man in a flashy, tight-fitting suit and a woman dripping in unnecessary jewelry, were clearly targeting her. They were leaning back in their chairs, wearing expressions of bored cruelty."Waitress!" the woman barked, snapping her fingers. "This water is freezing. I asked for room temperature. Are you deaf as well as slow?"Sabrina bowed her head, her voice trembling. "I’m so sorry, ma’am. I’ll change it right away."She hurried to the dispenser and back, only for the man to shove a plate toward the edge of the table. "The food is lukewarm now because we had to wait for the water. Take it back and rewarm it. And bring me longer chopsticks. These feel like toys in my hands. Do you even know how to run a restaurant?"Sabrina bit her lip, her hands shaking as she reached for the plate. She had already been to their table six times in the last te
The Group chat
The Rolls-Royce Ghost glided away from the curb, its tires barely making a sound against the pavement. Behind them, Monica stood frozen.As the car’s taillights vanished into the distance, she finally found her voice, though it was strangled by spite.“Unbelievable,” Monica muttered, her eyes burning with a toxic mix of envy and hatred. “Acting all high and mighty, pretending to be a victim... and all the while she’s just another gold-digger. I knew she was hiding something. You don’t just know a man who drives a multi-million-dollar car unless you’re selling something.”Inside the car, Sabrina sat in the passenger seat, her body stiff, her hands folded tightly in her lap as if she were afraid that moving might break the spell.“Ethan,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Where are we going?”“I’m taking you home, Sabrina,” Ethan replied, his eyes fixed on the road. “You’ve had enough for one day.”As he drove, the silence betwe
Ethan is no longer the golden boy
"Philip, that's enough!" Donald Glover slammed his hand on the table, his face flushed with indignation. "What's so hard to believe about Ethan knowing Kara Lewis? Is it so impossible to think they might have had business dealings back when he was CEO of Valetech?""Donald, have you completely lost your mind?" Philip Vance sneered, leaning back and looking at Ethan with pure mockery. "Do you think Ethan is still the Golden Boy of York Town? He was exposed, kicked out to the streets and disowned by the entire City five years ago! The Ethan Vale you speak about was a lifetime ago, this one is a nobody with a criminal record."Philip gestured toward the window as if pointing at the entire city. "Besides, even if he still had his company, how much money does Valetech actually make? Are they even in the same league as the Lewis Group? Kara Lewis is the new head of the number one family in York Town! She doesn't breathe the same air as guys like him."He tu
Look what you have caused
The private room fell into a sudden, suffocating silence.Philip Vance, Marcus Reed, and Sarah Moreno stood frozen, their expressions shifting from smug arrogance to total bewilderment. The scene playing out before them defied every bit of logic they possessed.Jimmy Salvatore; the "big shot," the "success story," the man they had all been sucking up to for the last hour, was hunched over, sweating and pleading for forgiveness from the man they had just been calling a homeless fraud."Jimmy... are you okay?" Philip stammered, looking embarrassed for his idol. "Have you misunderstood something? Are you drunk already?""Yeah, Jimmy," Sarah added, her voice high and confused. "You’ve got to be mistaken. Why on earth are you asking him for anything? He’s the one who should be begging you for a job!""Shut up!" Jimmy whipped his head around, his eyes bloodshot as he barked at Sarah. The raw panic in his voice made her flinch.He turne
What’s your identity?
Ethan and Donald walked away from the riverfront restaurant. They settled onto plastic stools at a roadside barbecue stall. It was 4:00 PM, and the air was thick with the savory, smoky scent of charred meat and cumin.Donald watched Ethan out of the corner of his eye as the older man casually ordered a round of skewers and two cold beers. The way Ethan moved; the absolute stillness in his posture, the lack of hesitation in his eyes, bothered Donald. It wasn't the behavior of a man who had been living on the streets."Ethan," Donald started, leaning his elbows on the greasy table. "I’ve been holding this back since this morning, but I can't keep it in anymore. Who are you, really? What exactly is your identity now?"Ethan didn't look up as he cracked open a beer. "I'm Ethan Vale. Your classmate and your brother." He said casually."Don't give me that," Donald pressed, his voice dropping into a serious, suspenseful tone. "I saw how you handled Jimmy
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Kara pulled back slightly, her hands resting on his chest with a frown on her face. "I was starting to think you’d decided the barbecue stall was more interesting than your own wife."Ethan smiled, brushing a stray lock of hair from her forehead. "Nothing is more interesting than you, Kara. I just had some things to settle."She stepped back, gesturing toward the open walk-in closet where three exquisite gowns were laid out. "Since you’re here, make yourself useful. The blue velvet, the midnight silk, or the silver lace?"Ethan walked over, his eyes scanning the fabrics. He pointed to the midnight silk. "The silk. It is more fitting for a powerful woman like you."Kara’s eyes brightened. She ran a hand over the fabric and nodded. "The silk it is." She said and then paused, realizing he was still in his casual clothes. "Why aren't you getting ready yet?""Kara, I have to take those tickets to Donald," Ethan said, turning toward the vanity.
Damian’s deceit
Clara Kent's penthouse was a monument to modern opulence, covered with glass and cold marble from floor to ceiling. Inside, the scent of expensive bourbon filled the air.Damian Lillard was sitting on the plush velvet sofa, swirling a glass of amber liquid when Clara walked in. She was already dressed, her hair meticulously styled, jewelry glittering under the recessed lighting. She stopped behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder.“Damian? Why are you still sitting here in your robe?” she asked, her voice tinged with a mix of confusion and impatience. “The York Town University anniversary gala starts in a few hours. This is the biggest event of the year, honey. I’ve already secured three VIP tickets; one for you, one for me, and one for Sophie. We need to start moving.”Damian didn’t turn around. He let out a long, theatrical sigh and took a slow, deliberate sip of his drink. “I don’t think I’m going, Clara. You and Sophie should go ahead without me.”
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Donation Chaos
While they were sitting at the roadside stall, the quiet buzz of the evening was interrupted by the constant pinging of Donald’s phone. Someone in the "Class of 2016" group chat had tagged both of them, and the messages were already spiraling out of control."Ethan, look at this. That idiot Philip is causing trouble again," Donald muttered, his voice slurred slightly from the beer. He slammed his bottle on the table, his eyes red with indignation. "I swear, I really want to punch that guy in the face..."Philip Vance was indeed back to his usual sarcastic self in the group chat:Philip Vance: @Ethan Vale, hey Ethan, since you were boasting earlier about knowing the 'Beauty Queen' Kara Lewis, that must mean you’re rolling in it, right? Why don’t you step up and donate a little to our alma mater?Philip Vance: Our class monitor, Marcus, and I have already put down 1000 dollars each. Surely a 'friend' of the Lewis family can beat that?It wa