All Chapters of Rise Of The Belittled Billionaire.: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
20 chapters
Chapter 1
The corridor of Riven City General Hospital was dead quiet at this hour.Ethan's shoes hit the floor hard with each step as he paced back and forth, back and forth, in front of room 214. His phone was pressed to his ear for the sixth time. Maybe the seventh. He had stopped counting.It rang, And rang, continue And ringing.But nobody picked up she made him more Frustrated immediately he get drop a voicemail message, and send the Voicemail regardless.Then he pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at the screen like it had personally offended him. He had called more than five times now. Five times, and not once had his wife, Mia Sutton, picked up. Not once had she even texted back, or send him a voicemail, but nothing, she phone kept on ringing with no replies.“Why is she not picking up?” he said under his breath, still pacing. “Why is she not picking my call?”He already knew she had seen the messages. He had sent voice notes. He had texted. He had called back to back. And eve
Chapter 2
“No.”“Jade —”“I said no.” Her voice went harder. "And honestly, Ethan, I'm going to say something to you that someone should have said a long time ago. You need to understand your place. You have no money. You have no position. You have no business, no connections, no value to anything that Director Sutton is building. You work a floor-level job at Sutton Group a job you only have because of her, by the way and you stand around that building like you belong there when everyone who works there knows exactly what you are.”He didn't speak.“You are a liability,” Jade continued, her voice almost cheerful now, like she had been waiting a long time to say this. “You are dead weight. And the fact that you keep calling this number tonight, pulling Director Sutton away from something that actually matters, the fact that you think your problems are important enough to interrupt the room she is standing in right now that tells me everything about how little you understand about the life sh
Chapter 3
Crestfield. The Capital. The city they had run from seven years ago in the middle of the night with nothing but the clothes on their backs and the kind of fear that doesn't leave you even when the danger is behind you.“Mom —”“Promise me, Ethan.”He swallowed. “I promise.”She held his eyes for another moment like she was checking the weight of the words. Then she let go of his hand and sank back into the pillow.Her breathing had changed.He noticed it immediately a kind of slowing, a kind of settling, like someone gradually lowering themselves into a very deep chair and not planning on getting back up.“Mom.” He leaned forward.Her lips moved. He couldn't hear the words. He bent closer.“You were always the best part,” she whispered. “Of everything.”The monitor beside the bed let out one long, flat, unbroken tone.At that moment the sky broke open.It came with no warning two cracks of thunder so violent that the windows of the corridor rattled in their frames, the kind of thunder
Chapter 4
Ethan sat with the phone in his hand for a very long time.Then he said, quietly, to the empty room:“She doesn't deserve it.”He stood up.He looked at the envelope in his hand the formula and inside the envelope was the herb to make it work, the years of his mother's work, the thing she had stayed alive long enough to press into his hands. He thought about what she had said. About what it was worth. About what it would mean for whoever held it.He folded the envelope with the formula and herbs still inside and set it on fire, then he left it to burn inside the metal trash box.“Mia doesn't deserve this.”At that moment he pulled back the thin hospital sheet and carefully, gently, with the same steadiness that his hands were now starting to remember, he lifted his mother and held her against him.He walked out into the corridor.The rain outside was hitting the windows so hard it sounded like it was trying to get in. Down the hall, someone had left a door open, and the cold moved th
Chapter 5
Ethan never sat down.Not once, the entire night.He stood at the front of the cremation room with the urn sitting on the table before him and his hands clasped behind his back, and he just stayed there. Still. Upright. The way a soldier stands at attention, except there was no one giving orders and no one watching and no reason to hold himself that straight except that sitting down felt like giving up, and he was not ready to give up the last few hours he had left in the same room as his mother.The divorce papers were in his jacket pocket.They had been delivered that morning.He had folded it back up and put it in his pocket without a word.He stood there the whole night with that paper against his chest and his mother's body on the other side of a steel door, and he didn't cry and he didn't speak and he didn't move.When morning finally came and the staff started arriving, they noticed him immediately the man standing in the corner who looked like he had been there for hours and p
Chapter 6
Jade made a face and turned her head slightly to the side.“Ethan.” Mia's voice was the flattest of all of them. She looked at him from the top of the steps with her arms folded and her expression somewhere between bored and irritated, like she was running fifteen minutes behind on her morning and he was the reason. “You need to take that around to the back, and keep it at the trash area. I don't want it near the front entrance.”He looked at her.“And then,” she continued, “you are going to come inside, and you are going to explain to me and this family where you have been and why you thought it was acceptable to disappear for an entire night without a single word to anyone, and who was going to do your house Jobs, my feet your always massage every night. And your explanation needs to be good, Ethan. It needs to be very good. Because right now, the generosity of this family is wearing extremely thin, and any improper explanation will result in you getting your ass kicked out complet
Chapter 7
Ethan stood at the bottom of those steps and looked at all four of them, and for a long moment he said absolutely nothing. Something was moving behind his eyes — not grief anymore, not the hollow stunned quiet of the hospital corridor last night. Something colder. Something that had been building since the moment he opened that envelope that morning and found his marriage already ended on paper before he had even buried his mother.He reached into his jacket pocket, he took out the envelope and held it up.“I got these this morning,” he said.Mia looked at the envelope. Something shifted in her expression quick, almost invisible — and then her face smoothed back over.“The divorce papers,” Ethan said. “Already filled out. Already signed on your end.” He looked at her. “You signed them before she was even cremated.”Karen let out a sharp, sudden laugh. Then Derek started laughing too, the kind of laughter that isn't really about anything being funny.“Oh, this is rich,” Derek said, pre
Chapter 8
Mia was still standing at the top of the steps when the gate clicked shut.She hadn't moved. Her eyes were fixed on the spot where Ethan had been standing, like some part of her was still waiting for him to turn around. Like the version of this moment she had written in her head the one where he stopped walking, where his shoulders dropped, where he came back up those steps with his bag in his hand and his pride already folding was still going to happen if she waited long enough.It didn't happen.The driveway was empty. The gate was closed. And the only sound was the distant rumble of a cab pulling away from the curb.At that moment something snapped.“How dare he.” Her voice came out low and shaking, not with sadness but with the particular kind of fury that belongs to people who are not used to being surprised. “How dare he just walk away like that, he was supposed to beg.”“Mia —” Derek started.“Don't.” She turned around sharply, and her eyes were bright in a way that had noth
Chapter 9
Immediately Derek was on his feet before the second knock landed, already grinning, already forming the words in his mouth. He rolled his neck. Cracked his knuckles. By the time he reached the door he was practically vibrating with the pleasure of it.“Here we go,” he said, mostly to himself. He pulled the door open wide and started talking before he even finished looking. “I knew it. I knew you couldn't even make it to the end of the street, you useless, spineless — ”At that moment he stopped.The man standing at the door was not Ethan.He was somewhere in his late fifties, small-framed and precise, with the kind of face that had done a lot of worrying over a long period of time and wore it in the deep lines around his mouth. He had worked at Sutton Cosmetics for eleven years. His name was Mr. Graves, and he was the head of the production floor.He looked at Derek's expression, then past him into the house, and pressed his lips together like a man who had rehearsed what he was abou
Chapter 10
He nodded once toward Mia.“I'm very sorry for the timing of this,” he said. “And I'm very sorry about his mother. She was an extraordinary woman. I met her twice, and both times I came away feeling like I'd spoken to someone from a different era entirely someone who actually knew things that most people have forgotten existed.” He moved toward the door. “I'll do everything I can from the production side. But you should know where things stand, we need him seriously.”The four of them stood in the sitting room and didn't speak for a long moment.Then everyone started at once.“This is your fault,” Karen said, turning to Jade with ice in her voice. “You were the one pushing her to keep distance from that boy. You were the one who —”“I was following Director Sutton's own instructions —” Jade started.“Don't you dare put this on me,” Mia said sharply, turning on Karen. “You told me he was dead weight. You told me he wasn't worth the time. You told me every week for four years that I s