Carson Roman stood in the middle of the Bruce family living room with his hands at his sides. He had cleaned this floor on his knees that very morning. Now he was about to ask for the one thing he had been waiting on for three years."Mother, I need to talk to you about the money," he said.Sarah Bruce sat on the leather sofa with a glass of wine in her hand. She did not even look up at him. Emily sat beside her, scrolling through her phone like he was not in the room.Three years ago, the Bruce family had come to him with a deal. Emily needed a marriage certificate before she could claim the family company. She needed a husband on paper, and Carson needed money. His sister Stella was lying in a hospital bed with a bad heart, and the bills kept piling up.They promised him one hundred thousand dollars for Stella's treatment if he agreed to marry Emily. He signed the papers that same week. He thought he was saving his sister's life.But the money never came. Every time he asked, they t

Carson looked at the four men and did not feel fear. He only felt anger, hot and heavy in his chest. These were the men who had put bullets in him last night."You again," the leader said with a cold laugh. "Boss was right. You are hard to kill. But we will fix that tonight."Carson did not answer. He stepped forward.The first man swung a metal rod at his head. Carson caught it in his bare hand like it was a toy. He twisted it away and kicked the man's knee, and the bone snapped with a loud crack.The man screamed and dropped to the ground. The other three rushed in at once. Carson moved faster than he ever had in his life, and the cultivation in his body made every hit land clean.In less than a minute, all four men were lying on the road, holding their broken legs and crying out. Carson stood over the leader and pressed a foot on his chest."Tell the Bruce family I said hello," he said. "And tell them I am coming."He walked away without looking back. His hands were not even shakin

Across the city, Emily sat in the passenger seat of Derrick's car with her arms crossed. She was still angry about the red Ferrari. Even though she had told everyone it was fake, the sight of it kept burning in her mind."Derrick, why don't you have a car like that?" she asked. "You are a Parker. You have money. You could buy ten of those."Derrick smiled and rubbed her hand. "Do not worry, baby. I have good news. The company I work for was sold to a new owner last week. They told us there would be a big payment to cover all the late salaries.""How big?" Emily's eyes lit up."Very big. Maybe millions." He laughed. "Once I get it, I will buy you any car you want. Maybe two."Emily squealed with joy and threw her arms around his neck. She kissed him again and again, and Derrick laughed, enjoying every second. Neither of them knew that the new owner of that company was the same man they had just called a leech.Meanwhile, the Ferrari was gliding down a quiet road. Hazel sat in the passe

Hazel stood in the middle of the office with her hands pressed to her chest. She had never met anyone who could throw ten million dollars at a problem like it was loose change. And the strange part was that she did not care about the money at all. What shook her was that he had done it for her."Carson," she said softly. "I do not know how to thank you. I will pay you back, I swear. I owe you for this.""You do not owe me anything," Carson said with a small smile. "Think of it as a business move. I am looking to grow my business, and an arena is a good start.""That is a lie.""Maybe a little." He shrugged. "But I will ask you for a favor one day. It is not for now. It is for later."She nodded slowly. "Anything. Just say it."While they talked, the old manager had slipped out into the hallway with his phone pressed to his ear. His voice was low and quick."Mr. Parker? It is me. Something has happened."Derrick was lying in a hotel bed with a glass of wine, a smug smile on his face. H