The desperate cry for help pierced through the loud roaring of the bright orange fire. Ethan’s eyes snapped up toward the third floor window. The thick black smoke was rolling out of the broken glass panes, but for a single second, he saw a moving shape behind the heat waves. Someone was trapped alive inside that burning furnace.Ethan did not hesitate for a single moment. He did not care that the entire first floor looked like the mouth of a blazing volcano. He lowered his head, tightened the wet cloth around his mouth, and charged straight forward.His heavy leather boots pounded against the sidewalk as he made a wild, high speed dive right through the shattered glass front doors.The heat inside the main lobby hit his skin like a physical wall of bricks. It was so intense that it felt like his eyebrows were going to singe off instantly. The air was completely filled with thick, swirling black smoke that made his eyes water and burn. Wood beams were cracking and dropping from the

The words from Ethan’s mouth boomed through the giant loudspeakers, shaking the crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The entire ballroom went completely dead silent. The rich guests froze with their champagne glasses halfway to their mouths, their eyes widening in total shock.Julian Vance gripped the edges of the wooden podium so hard his knuckles turned purple. The white bandage around his broken wrist began to stain with fresh sweat. "You are lying!" Julian screamed into his own microphone, his voice high and frantic like a scared child. "Security! Why are you just standing there like idiots? Throw this crazy beggar out of here! He is trying to ruin a royal charity event!"Ten heavy security guards in black suits rushed toward the stage, their leather shoes squeaking loudly against the marble. But before they could even touch the bottom step, Ethan turned his dark, freezing gaze toward them. He did not move a single muscle, but his presence was so intense, so full of ro

The loud crash of shattering glass echoed through the giant ballroom like an exploding bomb. Mr. Yamamoto’s heavy body burst straight through the massive arched window, sending a thousand sharp crystal pieces raining down into the dark night below. He fell onto the roof of a parked black delivery truck in the driveway, rolled quickly onto his feet, and vanished completely into the thick sheets of freezing rain. On the mahogany stage, Julian Vance was screaming in absolute agony. He lay in a widening pool of bright red blood, his expensive white silk tuxedo turning completely stained and ruined. The silver hunting knife was still buried deep in his shoulder bone, vibrating slightly every time he gasped for air. "Help me!" Julian wept, his body shaking violently from the intense physical pain and the freezing terror in his heart. "Someone call a doctor! I am bleeding to death!" None of the billionaires in the front row moved a single inch. They all stood there like stone statues, lo

Chloe held onto Ethan’s ankle with all her remaining physical strength, her long fingernails scratching against the hard leather of his shoe.She looked up at him with her face completely covered in messy black mascara and salty tears.She was shaking all over, waiting for him to open his arms, smile his old gentle smile, and tell her that everything was going to be completely fine.She truly believed her fake words of love would save her from the dark pit of poverty.But Ethan did not show a single drop of warmth. His face remained completely still, like a block of ice that could never be melted by the sun.Slowly and deliberately, Ethan moved his right leg backward. He did not use brutal violence, and he did not kick her away. He simply applied his immense, steady physical power to pull his foot out of her frantic grip. His movement was so smooth and heavy that Chloe’s fingers were forced to slip off his skin one by one.Because she was pulling forward with all her weight, the sudde

The cold rainy wind whipped against Ethan’s face as he stood on the high marble ledge of the broken window. Two hundred yards away, on top of the dark skyscraper, the silhouette of Mr. Yamamoto slowly moved back into the deep shadows, lowering the long black barrel of the military rifle. The shadow buyer had not just come to buy a book. He was part of a much bigger, much more dangerous hidden network that wanted Ethan and his entire family dead.Ethan did not leap out of the window to chase him. His heart wrenched as he heard the faint, painful groaning of old Thomas being carried down the rear metal steps by the armored mercenaries. His priority was to save his loyal butler first. Revenge could wait for a few minutes, but Thomas's life was ticking away with every second.Ethan stepped down from the marble frame and sprinted toward the secure side exit. He ran down the dark concrete stairs, completely ignoring Chloe who was still weeping in the mud of the main hall, and burst out in