“The groom has arrived at the scene!”
A voice boomed across the wedding hall the moment William walked through the big doors. All the guests turned to look at him. Some clapped. Others smiled and waved. William walked straight toward the altar with steady steps. The white flowers and gold ribbons looked exactly like he remembered. The same chairs. The same music playing softly in the background. Everything was the same as twenty years ago. As William got closer to the front, a woman in a bright pink dress came rushing toward him. Her heels clicked fast on the marble floor. Vivian. Lydia's younger sister. “William! William, wait!” She grabbed his arm to stop him from walking. “I had to get this dress even though I couldn't afford it.” Vivian's words came out in a rush. Her face looked worried. “My friends kept laughing at me. They said my sister was marrying some middle class man. I had to show them you're rich!” Her words made William's eyebrows moved just a little bit. His jaw got tight. This was exactly what happened before. Word for word. In his old life, he had asked Vivian how much the dress cost. He'd felt sorry for her and paid for it right away. But now? After twenty years of watching Lydia's whole family turn their backs on him when he needed help most? Who cares about Vivian and her stupid dress problems. “I don't care.” William said the words cold and flat. He kept walking toward the altar. At that moment hearing what William just said, Vivian's mouth fell open. She ran after him and jumped in front of him again, blocking his path with her arms spread wide. “Wait! You didn't even ask me how much the dress cost!” She didn't wait for William to answer. The words just kept pouring out of her mouth. “It cost me thirty thousand dollars, and I can't pay for it. The woman I bought it from gave me just one day to get the money. After that, she said she'll make me pay no matter what.” Vivian's voice got higher and more nervous. “I know it wasn't smart of me to do this, but I just wanted to show my friends that you're not just some nobody.” At that moment William's hands started shaking with anger. He wanted to slap Vivian so hard her head would spin around. The nerve of this woman. The absolute nerve, someone that actually called him names, insulted him, she even spat on him on multiple occasions. He couldn't believe she has the Audacity to sweet talk him into repeating the past again. But William kept his face calm and his voice steady. “You knew you couldn't afford it, but you bought it anyway. If you don't have the money to pay, it's very simple.” William looked straight into her eyes. “Go and work.” The word "work" seemed to echo through the air around them. It hit Vivian like a punch to the face. William walked right past her like she didn't exist anymore. Like she was just empty air. Vivian stood there frozen. Her mouth hung open. She couldn't believe what just happened. This wasn't the William she knew. The William who always said yes. Who always helped, who always want to be on the good books of everyone. Who always paid for everything. What had come over him? William kept walking toward the altar, wishing he had actually smacked Vivian across the face. She deserved it. She'd been horrible to him for twenty years. Even knew that Lydia was cheating on him behind his back and never said a word. Instead, she kept coming to him for money. Always had her hand out, asking for more. "What a joke." William was almost at the altar when another person stepped in front of him. Simon. Lydia's older brother. Tall and skinny with a fake smile that never reached his eyes. “Elder brother!” Simon's voice was loud and friendly, but William could hear the desperation underneath. “I know it's your big day, but could you please send me a hundred thousand dollars? I had a bet with some friends yesterday and I lost big time.” Simon's smile got wider and more fake. “Help your little brother out. It's really my sister's money anyway. She'll kill me if she finds out I lost it.” William wasn't surprised at all. He knew Simon would come asking for money. It happened exactly the same way twenty years ago. But this time was different, he wasn't going to make same mistake again. “Let her find out then.” Simon almost choked on his own breath when he heard William's words. His eyes went wide and his mouth opened and closed like a fish. He couldn't believe what William just said to him. Simon forced out a nervous laugh and grabbed William's arm. “Come on, elder brother. You know how dangerous Lydia is. She'll strangle me to death if she finds out about this money.” Simon's voice got more desperate. “That's why I came to you first. Today is your big day! You should be super generous so that heaven will favor you, and your marriage.” William let out a cold chuckle. The sound came from deep in his throat. Heaven will favor him? That was rich. William turned and looked at Simon with eyes that could cut through steel. Dark and deadly. “Marrying your sister means the devil has succeeded. Not heaven's favor or anything else.” Hearing what he just said, Simon's whole body went stiff. His face lost all its color. He just stood there staring at William like he'd been slapped. Before Simon could even understand what was happening, William walked right past him. His shoulder bumped Simon hard enough to make him stumble. William kept walking toward the altar without looking back, then he said. “You should have thought about your sister strangling you before you spent the money.”Latest Chapter
Chapter 153
Jefferson was on the verge of passing out, his vision darkening, his body going limp in William's grip, when suddenly William released him.But he did not simply let him go, he slammed him.Slammed him downward with brutal, bone-crushing force, driving Jefferson's body into the concrete surface of the basketball court.The impact was catastrophic.Jefferson's back hit the ground with a sickening thud, the sound echoing across the empty space, and his entire body seemed to compress from the force of it.His eyes went wide, bulging from their sockets, his mouth opening in a silent scream.He could feel it, he could feel something inside him break.His spine, his ribs, something fundamental and essential, something that was never meant to be damaged.He tried to move, tried to lift his arms, tried to turn his head, but nothing responded.His body would not obey.He was paralyzed, frozen in place, unable to do anything but lie there, staring up at the sky, his chest heaving as he struggle
Chapter 152
The words left Jefferson's mouth in a desperate, pleading cry, but William did not react.He did not budge, he did not speak.He simply stood there, his hand still gripping Jefferson's wrist with unrelenting pressure, his eyes locked onto Jefferson's face with a deadly, unwavering gaze.The intensity of that gaze was suffocating.It was not the look of someone who was angry, or even someone who was filled with rage.It was the look of someone who had already made a decision, someone who had crossed a line and had no intention of going back.It was cold, Calculated.Final, Jefferson could feel it.He could feel the weight of that stare pressing down on him, could feel the way his body instinctively recoiled, his muscles tensing, his breath catching in his throat.This was not a game.This was not some petty schoolyard confrontation where words and threats would be enough to resolve things.This was serious, Deadly serious.And Jefferson, for the first time in his life, felt true fear.
Chapter 151
Jefferson stopped mid-step, his body still trembling, his hand still pressed against his bleeding mouth, and he turned around slowly to face William.His expression was a mixture of pain, anger, and confusion, and when he spoke, his voice was thick with blood and distorted by the missing teeth."What the hell are you talking about?" he said, his tone sharp and defensive. "Asking me where the hell I think I am going? I am leaving, of course. What else would I be doing?"He spat more blood onto the ground, his eyes narrowing as he stared at William.William did not respond.He simply stood there, his expression calm, his posture relaxed, his eyes fixed on Jefferson with an intensity that made Jefferson's skin crawl.The silence stretched out, heavy and oppressive, and Jefferson felt his anger rising."Is it because I have decided to go easy on you?" Jefferson shouted, his voice rising in pitch, becoming more frantic. "Is that why you still have the audacity, the guts, to actually ask me
Chapter 150
Jefferson's shout echoed across the empty basketball court, his voice filled with desperation and rage as he watched his friends disappear into the distance.But they did not stop, they did not look back.They did not even hesitate.They ran as quickly as their legs could carry them, their footsteps fading into the distance until they were gone completely, leaving Jefferson alone with William.The silence that followed was heavy, oppressive, broken only by the sound of Jefferson's labored breathing and the faint rustling of wind through the trees surrounding the court.Jefferson slowly turned his head, his bloodied face twisted with a mixture of pain, anger, and defiance, and he looked up at William."So what are you going to do?" he said, his voice distorted and slurred by the blood and missing teeth, but still carrying a note of challenge. "Huh? What do you think you can do? I dare you. I dare you to raise your hand on me again. I dare you."He spat blood onto the ground, his eyes n
Chapter 149
The moment Jefferson's friend shouted, something shifted in the air.The faces of the men standing around William changed.Their expressions hardened, their jaws tightened, and they exchanged quick glances with one another, a silent agreement passing between them.They looked at William, their eyes filled with anger and indignation."How dare you," one of them said, his voice sharp and accusing. "How dare you punch him? How dare you lay your fingers on him?"And then, without waiting for a response, five of them rushed forward at once.They came at William from different angles, their movements coordinated, their intent clear.They were trying to overpower him with sheer numbers, to use their collective strength to bring him down.But it did not work.William moved with a speed and precision that caught them completely off guard.The first one to reach him swung a wild punch, his fist aimed at William's face.William sidestepped easily, his body shifting just enough to avoid the blow,
Chapter 148
Jefferson was in the middle of dribbling the basketball, his movements fluid and casual, when something caught his eye.He stopped abruptly, the ball still bouncing once, twice, before he caught it and held it against his hip.His gaze was fixed on the entrance of the private basketball court, and a slow, deliberate smile began to spread across his face."Wow," he said loudly, his voice carrying across the court with unmistakable amusement. "Look who we literally have here."The moment he spoke, everything stopped.The game that had been in full swing just seconds before came to an immediate halt.The players on the court froze mid-motion, their heads turning in unison toward the entrance.The people sitting on the bench, who had been chatting and laughing, stood up, their conversations dying mid-sentence.The entire atmosphere shifted in an instant, the relaxed, carefree energy replaced by something sharp and tense, something expectant.And there, standing at the entrance, was Willia
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