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A Man Called Revenge Chapter 23: Doubt Me Now
“Um… nothing. I just, um, you know, I was there when the Sun Brothers chased Enique out of the office like a child. You… you should have seen the look on the poor guy’s face. He was crying like a little baby!” Gary said, ensuring his smile was wide enough for comfort. At that, Donald flared up. He got up from his seat and rushed to Gary. He grabbed Gary’s shirt by the collar and was about to land a fist on his jaw when Madam Ann stopped him. “Wait a minute. Did you say you were in the office? The Sun Group company?” Madam Ann asked. Gary kept his cool, gently shoving Donald away. “You heard that right, mom. And oh, those dudes, um… yes, Kevon and Devon. They bowed to me, you know. I mean, I was surprised myself. Anyways, they said they would consider my plea and save your asses.” he ended, wiping one dish after the next. Donald wanted to laugh at Gary’s trashy words as he would always do, and so did Williams. But this was not funny. Gary was becoming too confident, more confiden
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 24: "Look, It Is Master Wang!"
Quickly, Serena ran up to him and bowed to him, handing him his exclusive suit to put on. Then, she walked up to the police officers. “Good job. But next time, don’t you dare lock the cuffs on his wrists, not even if he asks you to!” she said to them and turned around to leave. Gary sighed. He breathed heavily, embracing the new, fresh air in his car, a sharp contrast to the stinky, harsh perfume from Kage’s body. “Master Wang. You should not go through all of this stress, my lord. I mean, you can eliminate the entire Lancasters, the Howards, and any other person who displeases you. You have all the power now, Master Wang. That is the least of your worries.” Serena said calmly, adjusting his tie. Her voice was as smooth and creamy as fresh honey from a bee hive. Gary turned to Serena and smiled. “You look pretty today,” he said casually. Serena blushed, her cheeks turning red. “Um… thank you, Master Wang.” “How is my grandmother holding up?” he asked. Serena nodded, wondering w
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 25: A Savior With A Golden Heart
Blackgold Refinery wasn’t just another company; it was a cornerstone of the Wang Imperium, a behemoth in the crude oil game. And Gary needed to make sure it was running clean. The car eased out of the city, leaving behind glass towers for sprawling industrial yards, where pipes coiled like snakes and smokestacks exhaled slow, heavy plumes into the sky. Blackgold loomed ahead—steel and concrete, all muscle, built to last. At the gate, the guards straightened up the second they saw the Rolls. Eyes wide. Hands tightening at their sides. Yeah, they knew exactly who was coming. The guards scrambled, their hands fumbling with the controls, the gates creaking open slowly. It was a massive automated gate. Not even the most skilled thief would be able to penetrate the massive metal. Gary stepped out of the car, his suit catching the sunlight, his face calm but his eyes sharp, scanning the yard like a hawk. Workers in oil-stained overalls stopped what they were doing, their tools clatterin
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 26: Drugs In My Company?
“Where is that sound coming from?” Gary asked Serena, who also had no idea. “M.. master Wang,” the old man began, lowering his head down as if in sorrow. “That is not a new thing, sir. Every day, those little kids are flogged. They are not allowed to rest; unlike me, they are not even paid. They are slaves and little children who…” Without waiting to hear the whole story, Gary stormed off, walking like he was heading into a war zone. Serena trailed along, and his security guards too, armed for any curveball. ‘Slaves?’ ‘Little children?’ In his company? Finally, after sourcing for the sound, Gary got to a bunker. The door to the bunker was shut, and the guards were fast asleep, bottles of beer lying around on the floor. This irritated Gary to the core. Whatever was inside of that bunker, whatever he was going to meet, had already piqued his curiosity and anger, but seeing the lazy men called guards sleeping on-site only made his blood boil hotter, like a pot left too long on the s
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 27: One Day For The Master
The boardroom at Blackgold Refinery was a sight—big glass windows letting the sun pour in, the light bouncing off the polished table, making the whole place glow like a fancy showroom. But the mood inside was anything but bright. It was thick with greed, the kind of air that stinks of dirty money and dirtier plans. In the boardroom sat 12 of the upper echelons, men who literally controlled Blackgold. They were dressed sharply in suits that cost more than most folks’ cars, golden watches flashing on their wrists and cigars smoldering in ashtrays. But their laughter was rough, their words sloppy, like they’d already had too much to drink even though it was barely noon. “Look, we are here for a meeting and not to get drunk to stupor,” Daniel said, laughing out loud as he gulped down another bottle of Hennessy cognac. “Look, we have to celebrate this big win, dawg. We talking 500 fucking million dollars sliding right into our pockets. This is good money, oil money.” Mike added, adjus
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 28: Kage Howard
Kage Howard smoked the last pipe of his Gurkha Royal Courtesan cigar and squashed it into the ashtray. Then, he grabbed his shades and slid them on. He got out of his car and began to walk majestically into the building. All eyes were on him. Unlike Enrique, who was also a hot bloke, Kage was ten times more powerful. His father, Mr. Howard, was not a figure who rolled with top dogs. He was a top dog himself, and his son was only a representation of him. He strolled into the reception area, ready to meet with Kevon and Devon. Now, the Howards and the Sun Brothers were dragging a spot for the top, but the Sun Group was winning; they never lost to the Howards Group. One time, the Howard family made a wrong investment and went bankrupt. In order not to fall off the market, they decided to sell their shares. The Sun Brothers were quick; they offered to buy 51% of the Howard family’s shares, but Mr. Howard immediately declined. He was not going to share his firm with his competitor. He
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 29: Humbled To The Core
“Enrique Lacanster was here yesterday. He came with a proposal to be handed the entire construction project of your new building, but you refused to hand it to him. Not only did you refuse the Lacansters what they are fully capable of, you also terminated their current contract.” Kage said. “Of course, Kage. We could have done more, maybe kicked Enrique Lacanster into prison for greed, but that would be a waste of time and resources. Is this why you are here?” asked Devon. Kage gritted his teeth, his breath more shallow than before. “Of course. That is why I am fucking here. I am here with a proposal. Hand over the entire project to the Lacanster family, hand over the papers right now, and I take it to them. They will handle the roofing, the flooring, the structure, the entire construction from teeth to feet.” Kevon smiled slightly. His smile was diabolic, but it was calm and calculated. With one glance, the brothers could read a person's whole, telling who a person truly is and a
A Man Called Revenge Chapter 30: "Get Out, Kage!"
Devon then got up. “Consequences have their actions, Kage. You called us names, insulted us, and disobeyed our orders for anyone never to bring up the Lacansters name through that door step. Therefore, we’re done here,” Devon said, his voice still calm, but it carried a weight that made the air in the room feel like lead, heavy and suffocating. He stood tall, his diamond watch catching the light, his blue eyes cold, unblinking like a predator who’d already won the hunt. “You can take your 50 million and shove it, Kage. We don’t need your money, and we sure as hell don’t need the Lancasters dragging our name through the mud again.” Kevon leaned back in his chair, his diabolic smile still in place, his fingers tapping the table slow, rhythmic like a countdown to Kage’s doom. “You heard my brother,” he said, his voice smooth, almost playful, but there was a blade hidden in it, sharp enough to cut deep. “The Sun Group belongs to Master Wang now—100% of it. And let me tell you somethi
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Chapter 97: The Card
The bar reeked of expensive bourbon and awkward silence. Not a word was spoken, not even among the chatter-happy. Just the occasional clink of a glass, the low hum of jazz from the speakers, and the haunting stillness of a room filled with people pretending not to notice the elephant in the room—Gary Wang. He sat in the corner booth with Kage and a couple of Lancaster affiliates who still hadn’t figured out whose side they were really on. Gary leaned back, his expression unreadable. Calm. Detached. Yet his eyes scanned the room with surgical precision. Something felt off. The whole night felt like a setup, a test, a stage. Kage, ever the fool in a devil’s suit, tried to lighten the mood. He tossed back a shot and laughed a little too hard at his own joke. “You know,” he slurred, nudging Gary with his elbow, “you and that bitch... Evelyn, I mean... You’d actually make a perfect couple. Both so uptight and dramatic. I swear, it’s like watching a telenovela.” Gary didn't flinch. Jus
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
