His Hidden Big Shot

"Mr. Garcia, please consider giving your father a chance. He has endured many hardships over the years," pleaded the middle-aged man who had been trailing Ray Garcia through the bustling market of Austria. "Your father's injury has left him unable to have another child, and as the sole heir to his property, acknowledging your relationship with him is of utmost importance. If you don't, his position as head of the Garcia family will become increasingly uncertain." Ray, dressed in shabby clothes, came to an abrupt halt and regarded the man with disdain. "He abandoned me when I was young and forced me to part ways with my mother. I never even got to say goodbye to her. Now, after all these years, he wants me back?" Ray shook his head in disbelief. "I thought he was genuinely remorseful and wanted to make amends, but it's clear he only wants me to secure his position in the family," he sneered, snapping the supreme bank card in his hand with ease. The card, with a limit of eighty millio

Ray gasped for breath as he sprinted down the street, evading the clutches of the relentless security guards. With a sense of relief, he flung the bathrobe into a nearby dumpster before reaching for his phone to contact Sarah. To his dismay, her phone remained switched off, leaving him to ponder his next move. After careful consideration, he extracted a business card from his pocket and dialed the number printed on it. "I accept your terms," he announced firmly. "I will reconcile with my father." Fifteen minutes later, Ray found himself in a serene park, stowing away his new supreme bank card. With an air of nonchalance, he inquired, "So, what do the Garcias do, Eli? How wealthy are they?" The ever-obliging Eli Ledger responded with respect, detailing the extent of the Garcias' global businesses and investment funds. "Their wealth is immeasurable," Eli confessed. "During the Asian financial crisis in 2008, the Garcia Group played a crucial role in stabilizing our country's economy."

As Sophia pounded on the door, Noahgroggily woke up to the loud noise. "Who could be knocking at this ungodly hour?" she grumbled, rubbing her messy hair in frustration. When she opened the door, she was taken aback by the sight before her. Was this some kind of gangster movie? Behind Sophia stood a group of over 20 young men from the Peters family, some holding staffs, others wielding knives or expandable batons. Tristan Peters, Sarah's cousin, pushed his way past Noahand barked out orders. "Move aside! We're here for Sarah and Ray!" The commotion roused the sleeping couple, who stumbled out of the bedroom only to be surrounded by the menacing group of men. As the tension in the room escalated, Sarah turned to her sister, her chest heaving with anger. "How could you betray me like this, Sophia? You're my sister!" Sophia's lip curled as she snorted in response. "You didn't help Mom, and your useless man caused trouble with Mr. Cole from Oscorp Corporation . He even took Mr. Cole's b

This evening, Sarah made an atypical appearance at dinner, descending the stairs alongside her partner Ray. Among the guests were her cousin Alice and her husband, who held a prestigious position as the director of the Department of Planning and Development (DPD). Almost immediately, the other guests, all Peters, rushed to flatter and curry favor with the high-ranking guest - all except for Ray and his wife, Monica. Alice, with her husband in tow, took a seat and sneered at the couple. "Look at them, so arrogant. Isn't this our favorite running duo?" Sarah shot her cousin a sharp glance before turning her attention to her phone. Ignored, Alice grew increasingly hostile. "What are you so proud of? Let's see how tough you are after running three miles in a bikini tomorrow!" Ray, however, wasn't having it. He looked at Alice and shook his head, "Lori always looks beautiful, no matter what she wears - unlike you. If you stood naked next to your husband, it would only remind us of some ca

The next morning, in a small advertising company situated in the bustling metropolis of Austria, the Operations Director, Cadman Hunter, lashed out at his salesmen, his voice ringing with frustration. He berated them for their inability to secure the invitations for Mr. Garcia's welcome party and their failure to acquire any of the billboards along the running route of Ray and Sarah. The salesmen, their heads hung low in silence, listened intently, except for the Sales Manager, David, who attempted to speak but found himself unable to utter a word. "Speak up, David," Cadman snapped, impatiently. David managed a bitter smile, before finally mustering up the courage to explain, "Boss, you have no idea of the scale of this event. If Ray were to run alone, it would not have caused such a citywide sensation. But Sarah is joining him. She's stunning, from a wealthy family, and you can only imagine how explosive the news is. All the billboards along the route have been sold, and the stores