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Cheated & Despised, now the Billionaire Heir Chapter Seventy-six
Then, like a dam breaking, power surged through Ethan.The ring on his finger grew warm, then hot—pulsing with golden light that traveled up his arm in glowing veins. The pain in his side faded as strength filled every muscle in his body."What the—" one of the men started to say.Ethan moved so fast he surprised himself. His fist connected with the leader's jaw with a sickening crack. The man flew backward, smashing into the wall with enough force to dent the plaster, then slumped to the floor in a daze.The other three attacked at once.Ethan ducked under a knife swing and caught the man's wrist, twisting until bones snapped with a wet crunch. The attacker screamed, his weapon clattering to the floor. But Ethan didn't stop there. In one fluid motion, he pivoted behind the man, placed one hand on his chin and the other on the back of his skull, and wrenched with supernatural strength. The crack echoed through the apartment as the man's cervical vertebrae shattered. The attacke
Cheated & Despised, now the Billionaire Heir Chapter Seventy-seven
The apartment door burst open with a bang.Magnus rushed in, his face pale with worry. Lara was right behind him, accompanied by several of his soldiers who had their hands on their weapons."Ethan!" Magnus shouted, freezing at the sight of the bodies scattered across the floor.Blood was everywhere. On the walls. The furniture. Pooling on the floor.Magnus rushed to Ethan, grabbing his shoulders and looking him over frantically.“Are you okay? What happened?” His eyes quickly landed on the blood staining Ethan’s clothes, then shifted around, checking him for any injuries.Ethan smiled calmly, lifting his hand to show the ring on his finger."I'm fine, Dad. Thanks to this ring." He wiggled his finger.Magnus’s jaw tightened. He wasn't comforted.Lara pushed past the soldiers, her face ghostly white as she took in the scene.Her hand flew to her mouth."Oh my god," she whispered, her voice shaking.Then, she crossed the room, stepping carefully around a body.She reached out, touching
Cheated & Despised, now the Billionaire Heir Chapter Seventy-eight
Ethan stood in the center of the chamber, feeling the power surge through his veins.The ring pulsed with golden light, sending waves of energy up his arm and throughout his body. It felt different now—stronger, more intense—since he had accepted his destiny.Magnus watched him from a few feet away, his eyes filled with a mixture of pride and something else Ethan couldn't quite identify."So," Ethan said, breaking the silence, "what's the next step? Now that I've decided to embrace all this."Magnus walked over to a stone pedestal in the corner of the chamber and ran his fingers along the ancient carvings."First, we need to formally announce your return as the King of the World to the Order," he said."There will be a ceremony—a ritual as old as the organization itself. But some members will have to be present to witness your official acceptance. That's the problem at the moment."He turned to face Ethan, his expression serious. "Then, your training begins. You need to learn how to c
Cheated & Despised, now the Billionaire Heir Chapter Seventy-nine
In a dining room on the other side of the city, the mysterious man sat by himself at a long table, eating his dinner. His phone vibrated against the table. He wiped his mouth with a napkin before answering. "Speak," he commanded. "Sir," came a nervous voice from the other end. "We've been trying to contact the assassins, but there's no response. None of them are replying to their emails." The man's hand tightened around his fork. "And?" His voice was dangerously calm. "And... we think... well, it appears Ethan's power has already been activated. It seems we were wrong about it." "So, the assassination failed," the man said under his breath. There was a momentary silence, then a crash as the man slammed his fist against the table, sending wine glasses toppling and plates clattering. "You're telling me," he said, his voice shaking with rage, "that not only did they fail to kill him, but his power is already active?" "Y-yes, sir. It seems so." "Find out exactly what happened,
Cheated & Despised, now the Billionaire Heir Chapter Eighty
Damian's head swam as he leaned against the sticky bar counter.Three empty glasses sat in front of him, and he was working on a fourth.The cheap whiskey burned his throat, but he didn't care. It numbed everything else."Another," he slurred, pushing his empty glass forward.The bartender, a burly man with a thick beard and tired eyes, shook his head. "You've had enough.""I said, another." Damian's voice rose, drawing a few glances from nearby patrons.With a sigh, the bartender poured one last drink. "This is it, then we're settling up."Time blurred as Damian drained the glass.When the bartender returned with the bill, Damian fumbled for his wallet, pulling out what little cash he had left. He counted it twice, his fingers trembling.“What’s up?” the bartender asked, raising a brow when he noticed Damian’s face turn red after counting it a second time."I'm... I'm short," he slurred."That's funny because I didn't even realize it.""How short?" The bartender's voice hardened.“A
Cheated & Despised, now the Billionaire Heir Chapter Eighty-one
Damian felt a brief flicker of hope, realizing someone was about to stand up for him.“I hope you all know that’s an offense,” the man said coldly, the words like an icy slap.Damian’s eyes flickered around the room, trying to gauge the reaction.The crowd was still, frozen in uncertainty, before murmurs began to spread again. Some seemed to hesitate, the weight of the legal consequences sinking in, but others were not so easily deterred.Then, he stood up and approached the bartender. "How much does he owe?"The bartender looked surprised. "Thirty-seven dollars and fifty cents."The man pulled out his wallet and slapped sixty dollars on the counter."That covers his tab—and mine too,” he said calmly.The whole bar went silent. Everyone just stared, completely caught off guard.Relief washed over Damian's face. "Thanks, man. I really appreciate it."He hesitated, then added in a whisper, "Could you spare a little more? Just to get me through the night?"With his car now impounded by
Cheated & Despised, now the Billionaire Heir Chapter Eighty-two
The bag was ripped from Damian's head, and he blinked rapidly as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. His heart hammered against his ribs like it wanted to escape."What the hell is happening? Where am I?" He shouted, struggling against the ropes that bound him to the chair.The room was dark, with only a single lamp casting long shadows across what looked like an abandoned warehouse. Concrete walls. High ceilings. The smell of dust and forgotten things.“Can someone just answer me?” His voice wavered, panic creeping in as he glanced over his shoulders—seeing two figures standing there.A deep voice cut through the darkness. "That's enough."Damian squinted, trying to make out the figure sitting across from him. It was the mysterious man.He was leaning back in a leather chair, his face hidden in shadow. All Damian could see was the outline of broad shoulders and the occasional glint of light reflecting off a watch."What's going on? Where am I?" He whispered.The mysterious man tap
Cheated & Despised, now the Billionaire Heir Chapter Eighty-three
Damian blinked in confusion.“Ethan Aurelius?” he muttered, his brows furrowing as silence filled the air.Then he tilted his head slightly. “Wait… don’t tell me you’re really talking about that filthy dog, Ethan.”He chuckled. "You think he's related to Chairman Aurelius because he's been affiliated with him of late? That's—"A harsh laugh cut him off."You always try so hard to be stupid, don't you?" The mysterious man sighed, shaking his head, almost as if pitying Damian.Damian stiffened at the insult."If you weren't so determined to be an idiot, you wouldn't be in this mess," the mysterious man added coldly.Although Damian could not see his face, he felt the mysterious man's eyes piercing at him."What are you talking about?" Damian shifted uncomfortably in his chair."If you’re talking about the Ethan I know… that pathetic trash—he’s Ethan Cross. Ethan fucking Cross!""The guy has never even sniffed what a real life feels like. He’s the kind of lowlife who survives in the shad
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Mr. Hayes swallowed hard, his eyes briefly flicking to where Damian had gripped his hand tightly. Mr. Hayes quickly pulled his hand away, wincing as pain shot through his already bruised body.He took a step back, eyes narrowing at the son he no longer acknowledged, and masked his shock with a scoff."Do you think I'm joking when I say you have nothing to do with this family anymore?" He spat, his voice laced with contempt. "Or are you here to beg me to take you back? Finally realized you can't survive without the Hayes name, didn't you?"He circled Damian like a predator, despite his own injuries."I've heard all about your... adventures," he continued with a cruel smile. "Sleeping in cheap motels, borrowing money from people who once feared you. How the mighty have fallen, Damian."His lips curled in a smirk. "I heard you couldn't even keep that car you bought with your own money. Had to sell those fancy watches too, hmm? Tell me, how does it feel to be nothing?"To Mr. Hayes' su
Chapter 104
The silver Bentley rolled to a stop in front of the Hayes mansion, its headlights cutting through the darkness before fading to black. For a long moment, Mr. Hayes remained slumped behind the wheel, his breathing shallow and pained.With trembling fingers, he pushed open the car door. The simple act sent sharp pain shooting through his ribs. He tried to stand, but his legs wobbled beneath him like a newborn calf's. When his feet finally touched the ground, a groan escaped his lips."Damn that Ethan," he whispered, tasting blood on his split lip.After being thrown out like garbage out of Chairman Aurelius castle, he had been forced to walk half a mile to where he'd parked his car, each step agony as his bruised body protested.Under the soft glow of the mansion's exterior lights, the extent of his injuries became visible. His suit was torn and dirty, his left eye swollen, and dark patches of blood stained his once-white shirt. A trail of dried blood ran from his nose to his chin.
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Mr. Hayes' brows arched. "I don't understand.""What do you mean?""You really don't know what you did to deserve it?" Ethan asked, his voice eerily calm.Mr. Hayes swallowed hard, nodding. "Yes. Tell me. I'm confused."Ethan leaned back, a cold smile playing on his lips. "It’s pretty simple, honestly. A species will always produce another of its own kind.”"What?" Mr. Hayes whispered, confusion etching deeper lines into his already worried face.Ethan let out a dry chuckle, no real amusement behind it. “Isn’t he just a reflection of you?”“Your son only did what he learned from you.” He motioned toward Mr. Hayes with an open hand."Your traits, your methods, your... disregard for those beneath you. The apple didn't fall far from the tree, did it?"Mr. Hayes' face flushed red. "That's—that's not true! I don't know where you heard such nonsense, but that's a big fat lie.""A big fat lie?" Ethan's eyebrows shot up as he leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. "Do you think I d
Chapter 102
***BACK TO PRESENT***As Ethan told the story to Mr. Hayes, his knuckles turned bone-white, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his skin.His voice trembled—not from weakness, but from the weight of betrayal.But the real reason behind the fire in his eyes wasn’t what he was saying. It was something deeper. Something he wasn’t ready to share.Then, his thoughts snapped back to the real reason—that exact night.***FLASHBACK***At the police station, he was thrown into a holding cell.Three other men were already inside—one lying on the bench with a busted lip, another pacing like a caged animal, and the third, a heavy-set guy with dead eyes, just staring into nothing.A few hours after Ethan had called Vanessa for help, telling her he’d been charged with burglary, an officer appeared at his cell."Ethan Cross," the officer called, unlocking the cell. "You've been cleared. Someone posted your bail."Confused, Ethan followed the guard to the front desk where, to his sh
Chapter 101
***FLASHBACK******Fifteen months earlier—before the bone marrow transplant***The rain poured down in heavy sheets as Ethan pulled his thin delivery jacket tighter around his shoulders, the cheap plastic bag containing clutched against his chest to keep it dry. The electric scooter he used for deliveries had broken down three blocks back, and he'd had no choice but to continue on foot.His shoes squelched with every step, his socks soaked through. But he kept moving. This was his last delivery for the night. After that, he’d head back to his tiny apartment, count the few money he’d made, and stress over how he was going to cover even a small part of Vanessa’s hospital bills. She’d been stuck there for weeks, going through endless tests after they found out she needed a bone marrow transplant.He saw her as his girlfriend—his responsibility—even though her parents could easily afford everything."2487 Oakridge Drive," he muttered to himself, checking his phone again. The address
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Ethan chuckled. "Mercy? As how?""Ever since the scandal, the stock of my company has been in freefall," Mr. Hayes explained, words tumbling out faster now. "Crisis has been happening behind the scenes that the public doesn't know about yet. It's only a matter of time before everyone realizes we're worth nothing."He ran a trembling hand over his face. "I've spent every remaining resource and penny the family has to try to make the charges against the company go away. Just disowning Damian wasn't enough. And to make things worse, investors have been pulling out one by one, and the board of directors is losing trust and hope in my leadership."His voice cracked. "Only Chairman Aurelius can help me and my family now because I know he has the resources, influences, and power to make it happen.""And since you’re obviously close to him, maybe you could get him to help me and forget what my stupid, estranged son did with his greedy attitude."Ethan let the silence linger, watching the des
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Ethan tilted his head slightly, his expression shifting to one of innocent confusion—a perfect mask that hid the satisfaction bubbling underneath."Why are you on your knees again, Mr. Hayes? Please, there's no need for that anymore."Mr. Hayes remained where he was, his hands clasped together as if in prayer. His voice trembled with desperate sincerity. "It's because my family and I need your forgiveness and mercy. We need it desperately."Ethan's eyebrows rose slightly, his performance flawless. "Forgiveness? Mercy? I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about.""Please," Mr. Hayes continued, his eyes never leaving Ethan's face. "I had no idea until today about the connection between my son and you. I swear it.”"Please, on behalf of my family, forgive us. Please."A smirk played on Ethan's lips as he tilted his head thoughtfully. "Your son?" He paused, as if something had just occurred to him. "Oh, you mean Damian? Your ex-son, the one you've now disowned?"Mr. Hayes nodded
Chapter Ninety-eight
Seated across from each other in leather chairs in the living room, Mr. Hayes couldn’t contain himself any longer; his words tumbled out like water breaking through a dam.“Ethan, seriously, thank you. You have no idea how much it means to me that you actually want to listen when Chairman—”Ethan laughed. “Come on, don’t even start. Honestly, I should be the one apologizing for the way those idiots treated you. It was embarrassing.”Mr. Hayes shook his head. "No.""They were just doing their job. No need to apologize.”Ethan watched the Mr. Hayes with a relaxed smile, enjoying the desperation that seemed to pour from every pore. "So, about—""Before we get to business, Mr. Hayes..." Ethan cut in. "What would you like to drink? We have an excellent scotch that I think you'd appreciate. Or perhaps something softer?"Mr. Hayes shook his head, his eyes darting nervously. "No, no, I don't need anything. Please, I just want to discuss the situation. Time is running out for me."Ethan's sm
Chapter Ninety-seven
The sound of commotion broke through the peaceful night at the Aurelius castle as angry voices and desperate pleas bounced off the high walls and slipped through the slightly open window of Ethan's bedroom.After all of Magnus’ begging and pressure because he was scared there might be another attack and that the ring might not protect Ethan next time, Ethan finally agreed to stay in the castle until he was crowned King of the World. Magnus had even begged him to stay inside the castle the whole time until then."Please! I need to see him! It's a matter of life and death!""Sir, we have strict orders from Chairman Aurelius. You need to leave now!""You don't understand! I need to see him... Please!"Ethan looked up from his phone, eyebrows lifting with mild interest because the desperate voice sounded oddly familiar. He put his phone down on the bedside table and walked to the window, peering out to catch a glimpse of the scene unfolding at the front gate.Two security guards in bla
