Ethan’s P.O.V. (Continued)Mr. Archer slowly turned his head towards her.“But the negligence towards those cases is the reason that this incident happened, Mrs. Boda.” He spoke sharply.“Instead of using your influence to bury those incidents if you had let the school punish your son right after the first incident, this day wouldn’t have come.”I took a deep breath, agreeing with Mr. Archer on this.Not only me, but almost everyone present in the room nodded their heads in agreement.Mr. Archer’s statement hit her harder than any accusation could have.Mrs. Boda's lips parted, but for several seconds, no words came out.Her fingers slowly loosened around the edge of her chair.I watched her carefully.For the first time since she had entered this room, she no longer looked like a powerful woman defending her son.She looked like a mother who had suddenly realised that the influence she had used to protect her child might now be used against him.But she still wasn't ready to surrende

Ethan’s P.O.V. (Continued)I almost smiled.Walter hated being treated like a child.Unfortunately for him, he was still thirteen.And right now, he was an injured thirteen-year-old who had just spent most of the day pretending that he wasn't in pain.“Come here.” I moved closer to him.Walter tried to move away, but hissed in pain again.I bent down to slip my hand under his knees while wrapping my other hand around his neck to support his upper body.Walter's face became even redder.“Ethan.” I couldn't help the small teasing smile that appeared on my face.He wanted to protest, but I didn’t give him another chance, and carried him in princess style.“Put me down,” he retorted in a hushed tone, glaring hard at me, but wrapped his hands around my neck to support his body.I stared back, arching my brow slightly.Dr. Winters sighed from behind her desk.“Do you two want to spend another twenty minutes arguing about this?”Walter immediately looked away, but his face was still red in e

No One’s P.O.V.“Aaahhh.” Terry’s gut-wrenching scream tore through the vast living room of the Boda Mansion.“I dare you to scream again.” Terrence Boda, his father, screamed at the top of his lungs, swinging the whip towards Terry again.The whip broke Terry’s back in the middle, but Terry bit his lip so harshly to muffle his scream that it started bleeding.His whole back was now covered with blood and whip marks.His mother, Laurence Boda, was hiding behind a pillar, covering her mouth with her hands, fearing making any sound to agitate Terrence more.She was crying silently, but there was nothing that she could do to stop Terrence.She had spoiled Terry because he was her youngest son, but now their business and their existence in this city were in jeopardy because of what he did to scholarship students in the school.“Who gave you the guts to be a tyrant, huh? What are you?” Terrence continued whipping Terry, whose body was now convulsing because of the pain, but he didn’t dare

Ethan grimaced darkly and switched to the front cameras to see how far Laurence managed to take Terry out.It took him 3 seconds to find them.His heart was still beating steadily, but unease filled it.He knew that Terry didn’t have time for any obstruction now, but he couldn’t do a thing to escalate things.There were so many other major and physical factors that could throw the whole situation into chaos.He had calculated the timing of the ambulance to reach the mansion.They would still have five seconds to save Terry.He saw Laurence running beside the guard who was carrying Terry towards the mansion’s entrance.Hope had filled Laurence's eyes.She knew that soon both the fire trucks and an ambulance would be here.It was her only chance to provide the medical attention that he needed right now.Laurence looked towards the open entrance, where several servants were rushing outside because of the emergency alarm.Just as they were about to cross the threshold, the guard stopped a

The question hung in the endless digital space.For the first time since the system had dragged him here, Ethan didn't feel helpless.He felt something else.Hope….The agreement stated only three chances, and he figured out that in the future he might have worse situations than he faced now, but what’s the use of saving these chances if not using them could end their lives right now?He loosened his clenched fists slowly, resolve evident in his eyes.His eyes remained fixed on the blue screen.[Host: Do you want to challenge the result?]The system asked him again.The corner of his mouth curled up slightly.“What will happen if I challenge, or if I don’t?” he still asked.He needed to ensure that he wasn’t walking into another trap.The system remained silent.Ethan’s bitterness deepened.He wasn’t that desperate and naïve boy from three months ago who was desperate to get a second chance for his siblings to live.If the system wanted him to make a choice, then it would be on his ow