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A Man Called Revenge Chapter 12: A Deal With A Fool
The room grew tense, the air thick with disbelief and suspicion. Gary stood there, his posture steady despite the weight of their stares, his heart pounding but his face calm. “I got engaged in a car accident. I have been in the hospital for the past three days. But now, I am home.” Gary said, facing Madam Ann. “Well, you should have died, asshole.” Enrique blurted out. “And for your information, Evelyn is getting married to Kage soon, and now, we will be affiliated with the Howards. This is what true marriage is.” “I know, Enrique.” Gary said gently and ignored him, looking back at Madam Ann. “So, why did you return even after knowing that your wife is now with another man?” Madam Ann asked. “Kage told me what you did. The check was fake and our agreement still holds. So, I returned home to fulfil my duties.” Gary said gently. Madam Ann let out a gentle smile but quickly swallowed it. “Well, you’d better cause I would have followed you everywhere until you fulfill your p
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 13: A Confident Tanga
Enrique woke up earlier than usual. He had slept on the wrong side of the bed, thinking about what Gary had done to him the night before. As he tucked his shirt into his pants, he let out a soft groan of disgust. It was like Gary was standing right there and he could disfigure his face with a blow. But a smile appeared on his face. He relinquished in the thought of what he would do to Gary; how he would watch Gary shave his head and eat the clippings. The sight of seeing ‘Bald Gary Wang’ made him squirm in excitement. He grabbed his bag and dashed out of his room. He rushed to the sitting room where everyone was having breakfast. “Ooh, it looks like someone is about to get us that deal from the Sun Group.” Madam Ann said, chewing her Burrito gently. “Of course Mom,” Enrique leaned in and kissed her on the forehead. And then, his attention was stolen by the man he despised so much, Gary Wang. Gary sat at his usual spot, a corner of the dining room where he had his meals. He
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 14: Moment Of Truth
“Hey, asshole!” Enrique echoed into the hallway as he flung from his seat. He approached Gary and grabbed him by the collar, his fingers digging into the worn fabric of Gary’s jacket like claws sinking into prey. Enrique’s face twisted with rage, his eyes burning with a mix of disbelief and disgust as he shoved Gary against the glass wall of the VIP lounge. The impact rattled the pane, a dull thud echoing through the sleek space, and a few workers nearby froze, their breaths held tight. Others simply did what an average person would do at first instinct, pull out their phones to record. “What the hell are you doing here, you filthy dog?” Enrique hissed, his voice low but sharp enough to cut through the silence. “How did you even get past the gates? This isn’t a dump for trash like you!” Gary’s back pressed against the cold glass, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest, but his face stayed calm, his eyes steady as they met Enrique’s. He could feel the heat of Enrique’s breath
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 15: A Disappointment Called Enrique
Gary waited outside, simply scrolling through his phone. Serena had sent him several documents he needed to go through to better acquit him with his new role as head of the Wang Imperium, an empire beyond his imagination. A part of his stoned soul still clung to the fact that this was all a dream. He dipped his hand into his pocket to fetch his wallet and then he pulled out his credit card. It glinted, looking like it had all the money in the world. 10 billion dollars. How? That was more than enough money that he would need in his entire lifetime. But newsflash, this was –as Serena put it– his ‘upkeep’ funds. Gary smiled as he thought of how much money and power he had under his name. Just then, he heard a loud sound from the boardroom echo. Someone was screaming and banging his fists on the table. Gary leaned in to hear a thing or more. “You ungrateful monkey. The Sun Group was merciful enough to hand your measly family the roofing contract, and now you dare to demand the ent
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 16: The Devil In The Sun
The lady’s tears intensified as soon as Tate’s voice rang in her ears. She quickly stood up, rushed towards Mr. Tate, and knelt, “Please, sir. I am terribly sorry. It’s not my fault at all sir. It was sir Enrique who…” “Silence!” Tate shut her up immediately. “You dare point a finger at someone else for your own mess? You were supposed to bring dessert for Lord Kevon and Devon about 30 minutes ago. You not only delayed but ended up breaking their dishes. I’ma gonna ask you, loser, do you know how much each of those ceramics cost?” There was silence on Aubrey’s end. “Of course you do not. It is worth 250 thousand dollars, more money than you will ever see in your miserable life. How much are you being paid monthly?” Tate asked again. And again, a brief silence from Aubrey, followed by sobs and sniffing of her nose. She was losing it. She had seen the power of the Sun brothers. Not directly, but through Mr. Tate. He was a ruthless demon and had no trace of empathy in his dejected
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 17: Gary et Aubrey
Slowly, Tate let go of Aubrey’s jaw, staring back into Gary’s eyes in disbelief. But he could only stare for so long. It was like he was looking at a wounded Lion breathing out fire from it’s nostrils. “You! Dare! Hold! My! Hand???!!!!” Tate suddenly spoke up, ending his question in a deafening voice. “Yes, I dare hold your hand, Tate. And if you had not let the lady go, I would have held both your hands and maybe your neck too.” Aubrey did not understand what was going on. She rubbed the back of her palm against her eyes. She could not believe her eyes. No one could. But the movie was clear and concise. A random man who looked like he was picked from the streets, holding Mr. Tate’s hands. ‘He took his foolishness too far’, they thought. Tate finally fred himself and then he screamed, “Call security, NOW!!!” His face was pale white, not from the fear of a mysteriously strange man, but from the thought of the man in rags touching his skin and breathing into his face. This was t
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 18: 'Kneel Before Your God'
Tate spun around, his rage faltering, replaced by a flicker of fear. “My lords,” he stammered, bowing his head slightly, “this… this filth dared to touch me! He’s a nobody, a street dog named Gary Wang, and he—” “Gary Wang?” Devon interrupted, his tone sharp, his eyes narrowing as they landed on Gary. The room fell deathly silent, the staff holding their breath, their whispers dying in their throats. “Yes, Master, Gary Wang is his name. He is a nobody and a sore loser. I do not know how he managed to get into this building, but this disgrace of a human tried is causing a havoc in this firm. He does not know his place and I am about to show it to him.” The Sun brothers were calm and quiet, as always. They said nothing, but watched the scene, trying to decode what had happened. And then, their eyes stumbled on it, their plates. Their Cremale’ Piot ceramic dishes shattered on the floor. Kevon’s eyes shot red, but he immediately shrugged it off. In all their years of being the most
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 19: "Who Is This Man?"
Kevon and Devon scrambled to their feet, their faces still pale, their hands brushing off their suits like they’d been caught in the dirt. “Yes, sir,” Kevon said quickly, his voice eager, like he was scared to say no. “The contract—it’s yours. All of it. We’ll sign it right now.” Devon nodded, his eyes darting to the boardroom doors. “Please, Master Wang, come inside. We’ll get the papers ready. Anything you want, it’s yours.” The staff gasped again, their whispers breaking out like a dam bursting. “The whole project?” a lady in the back squeaked, her hands over her mouth. “Just like that?” “He… he’s taking it from the Harrison Wolfe?” another guy muttered, his eyes wide. “Who is this man?” Tate took another step back, his heart pounding so hard he thought it might burst out of his chest. His mind raced, a mess of fear and confusion. Master Wang? The contract? He’d just screamed at this guy, called him a street dog, and now… now the Sun brothers were bowing to him? “My Lords, forg
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Chapter 96: Lies For A Truth
“Kage,” Ruth called out. Kage had literally been ousted from the family ever since he lost his place in the business world. The Lancasters no longer gave a fuck about him and he went from being a potential son-in-law to an outcast, a loser like Gary. But seeing Kage bid $90 million for Edmond’s painting at his arrival party, it shook the entire city. Where could Kage possibly have gotten such a huge amount of money from? His father, his family, the Howards were literally demoted to the 64th richest in the country from the top 10 just a few weeks ago. None of the Lancasters got to see Kage before he left, to perhaps rekindle their broken relationship. But now, here he was, standing in the mansion with power and authority. “Yes. I know who Gary really is. See, there is a private sector, a secret organization…” Kage paused for effect, then glanced around the room as though sharing a national security secret. “It’s extremely confidential. I wasn’t even supposed to know, but I stumb
Chapter 95: "Who The Fuck Are You?"
Returning to the house was a man and a drunk woman, unable to walk properly. Gary helped Evelyn walk in, her arms wrapped around his wide shoulder. She had actually taken over ten bottles alone, an outrageous number. Funny enough, Bae also had so much to drink. But the men –Edmond and Gary, knew better than to get drunk. They would be the ones in the driver’s seat, taking their ladies home. As soon as Gary was in the living room, someone turned the lights on. It was a huge living room that usually felt empty. But tonight, something felt off. People. Lots of people. Everyone was in the living room, waiting for the arrival of Gary and Evelyn. But the way they stared at Gary, he knew they were waiting for him specifically. Madam Ann, the head of the Lancaster family, was seated on her golden chair in the middle of the living room, William, her first son, standing beside her. Enrique sat on the couch, sipping from whatever drink was in the cup he was holding firmly, his eyes unreadab
Chapter 94: Is This Friendship?
They turned to see Edmond Edgar stepping inside, flanked by his assistant and a striking woman with a delicate jawline and a kind smile. “Edmond?” Gary blinked. “You again?” Edmond laughed. “You say that like I’m stalking you. Trust me, I’m the one surprised. I guess the world is really a small place, huh?” Evelyn and Edmond’s eyes met. A flicker of warmth passed between them—not desire, not confusion, but shared memory. He nodded. She looked at the woman beside him. “I’m Evelyn,” she said gently. The woman grinned. “And I’m Bae.” Evelyn arched an eyebrow. “Bae?” “I know, I know,” Bae smirked. “Weird name. But at least it’s memorable.” “No,” Evelyn said, smiling. “It’s unique.” They laughed together, and just like that, something settled. Not rivalry. Not competition. Just two women standing in the orbit of complicated men. Meanwhile, Edmond approached Gary and shook his hand firmly. “Hey. Thanks again for purchasing my painting,” Edmond said. “My assistant told me the pay
Chapter 93: A Toast In Times Square
The city stretched out around them like a dream too bright to be real. Evelyn sat in the passenger seat, silent, barely breathing. Her hands lay limp in her lap, her fingers still cold from the call she’d just received. She wasn’t blinking. She wasn’t even sure if she was awake. Gary drove, eyes on the road, the weight of everything between them settled quietly in the space. He said nothing, letting the stillness do the talking. She couldn’t take her eyes off him. Who was this man? Who the heck was this man seated in the driver’s seat, driving with no care in the world, like he didn’t just make her a CEO automatically? A few days ago, he’d been just her ex-husband—strange, reserved, awkward at times, soft-spoken, even forgettable in some crowds. But now… he was something else. Something terrifyingly bigger than her world could comprehend. That call—Serena Voss herself, the woman who made presidents pause mid-sentence—just casually called her. Evelyn. Lancaster. The woman who wa
Chapter 92: The Road To Revelation
The sky had turned soft gold as the sun began its descent, its light spilling across the open highway like a spotlight meant just for them. Evelyn sat in the passenger seat of the black Maybach, her hands resting stiffly in her lap. She hadn’t said a word in twenty minutes. Not since they left the Arcadia building. Not since the entire company—her company—had bowed to her, chanted her name, hailed her as queen. She blinked. Once. Then again. But the road was still real. Gary was still beside her, driving with one hand on the wheel, the other relaxed over the center console. Calm. Unbothered. Like he hadn’t just flipped the entire world upside down. Her world, at least. She glanced at him, barely able to hold the stare. There was no rage in her eyes. No fear. Just… disbelief. A kind of stunned silence reserved for miracles and accidents. Her ex-husband… Gary Wang… had just made her the CEO of Arcadia Estates. A multibillion-dollar empire. One of the most prestigious and powerful
Chapter 91: A God Or Devil?
“Ho ho, talk about the devil. Hey Gary, come join me, I was just about to slap your beautiful wife. Ex-wife, I mean. I already slapped her once, but ehr, just like you, she is just another stubborn creature.” said Juan. “Ooh, Me va a encantar esto” he ended. “You should be ashamed of yourself, Juan.” Gary said, fearlessly. He was a little too calm for the chaos in the room. People around tried to warn him to just let things slide. Getting on Juan’s wrong side was like stepping on a snake. The result was instant, deadly. “You strike women?” he said. “Very impressive. Does your mommy still change your diapers too? Or are you just mad that my wife won’t bow to your tiny dick?” Juan dropped Evelyn to the ground with a silent thud. Then, he began to approach Gary, fury in his eyes. This was the moment the staff knew that Juan would skin this confident man alive. Evelyn replayed the words in her head over and over and over again. “Did he just… did he just call me his wife?” It was s
Chapter 90: Where Lions Walk In
The air was thick, musty, warm, and infused with the greasy scent of leftover fried food. Evelyn Lancaster stepped into the consultant’s office like a queen trapped in a pigsty. She blinked twice, taking in the mess of open pizza boxes, ketchup-stained napkins, and soda cans lined up like trophies on the cluttered desk. The fluorescent lighting overhead flickered like it too was tired of being here. "My God," she murmured, covering her nose slightly. "Don’t you people have an air conditioner in this place?" The man behind the desk didn't even glance up. His round belly peeked out from under a shirt that hadn’t seen detergent in a week. He was busy munching on a sloppy sandwich, his eyes half-lidded behind grease-smeared glasses. With a slow, lazy drag of his thumb, he scrolled through a spreadsheet on his computer, then took another loud sip of soda through a straw that was slowly dying under the weight of its own carbonation. "Tell me," he said, his voice nasal and uninterested,
Chapter 89: The Man Behind The Glass
The towering glass edifice of Arcadia Estates & Holdings Inc. stood like a monument to ambition itself, thirty-eight stories of reflective glass slicing into the morning sky like a knife. It was more than a building; it was a declaration. Sleek, corporate, and intimidating in its modern elegance, Arcadia wasn’t just one of the biggest real estate development firms in the country—it was the biggest. Where empires were built, where billion-dollar deals were signed behind closed doors lined with bulletproof glass and designer furniture. Evelyn Lancaster drove her silver coupe into the underground parking lot, her jaw set, her fingers clenched around the steering wheel. Every minute since she left the house had been a war inside her head—Nova's laughter echoing, Gary’s calmness haunting. The image of them standing in the kitchen together, like it was their home. Their kitchen. Their morning. She slammed her door shut and stormed through the revolving doors of Arcadia, her high heels
Chapter 88: Lovebirds In The Kitchen?
The iPhone alarm was loud, brutal, and excruciating. It always worked. Evelyn got out of bed a little late. She had spent the entire night trying to find a good spot for her restaurant, find potential investors, and leads. But she kept being distracted by Gary, Gary, Gary. Gary was a mysterious soul. He kept pulling stunts that were absolutely abnormal. This made Evelyn even more intentional about getting married to him. She took a shower and put on some nice clothes. A simple but classic high-waist black split skirt and a female tuxedo, white and brilliant. She walked out of her room, grabbing her car keys. She headed to the kitchen to find something to eat. But standing there was Gary. She smiled from the doorway as she saw him cook with precision and passion. He was not and should not be the one cooking. Just before she stepped foot into the kitchen, she heard a female’s voice giggling. “Oh Gary, you are so funny. Tell me, how did you survive without a mom and a dad? You mu
