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Ethan's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight of Rose standing before him. He hadn't expected to run into her, and her presence left him momentarily stunned. It wasn't until someone cleared their throat that Ethan realized Rose wasn't alone. His gaze shifted to the man standing beside her, who eyed Ethan with disdain. “Who's this?” the man asked, his tone dripping with disgust. Rose's response was laced with venom. “No one significant. Just my sister's ex-husband.” Ethan's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with the implications. He knew that Rose's sister, Maria, was still married to him, so why was Rose referring to him as her ex-husband? Ethan's eyes locked onto Rose, his voice laced with urgency and confusion. “What do you mean by 'ex-husband'?” he demanded. Rose's expression turned icy, and she refused to answer. Ethan's gaze shifted to the man standing beside Rose. “And who's this?” he asked, his tone neutral. Rose's anger flared, her face reddening. “How dare you refer to him like that?” she spat, her voice venomous. Ethan's eyes rolled in exasperation. “Rose, who the hell is this man?” he barked. The stranger stepped forward, his eyes flashing with anger. “You dare not scream at her,” he growled. Ethan's gaze snapped to the man, his voice cold. “I wasn't talking to you. This is between me and my sister-in-law. Stay out of this!” Rose's laughter was like ice. “Sister-in-law, my foot,” she sneered, stamping her foot. Ethan's eyes narrowed, confusion etched on his face. He couldn't recall ever having a clash with Rose before his imprisonment. What has changed? Ethan's calm demeanor remained intact as he called out to Rose. She smirked, seeming to relish the moment. “This is Caleb, the youngest master of the Swayne family,” Rose announced, her voice dripping with malice. “And just so you know, he's my sister's fiancé.” Ethan's eyes narrowed, confusion etched on his face. “Fiancé?” he repeated. Rose nodded, a hint of satisfaction in her voice. “Yes, you heard me right, convict.” Ethan felt a jolt of shock at the label. Rose, of all people, knew why he was in jail, and yet she was throwing it in his face. But that was the least of his concerns. His mind reeled as he struggled to comprehend how his supposed wife could be getting married. “Rose, can you listen to yourself?” Ethan asked, trying to make sense of the situation. But Rose ignored him, her eyes blazing with anger. “What the hell are you doing here?” she demanded. "You're supposed to be in prison. The last time I checked, you still have two years to serve. So, what the fuck are you doing here?” Ethan's frustration boiled over, his anger and confusion reaching a breaking point. “Stop playing games, Rose,” he said, his voice high. Rose's laughter sent a chill down his spine. “Do I look like a joker?” she taunted. Ethan's eyes locked onto Rose, his voice low and urgent. “How's Maria? Where's my child? Is it a boy or a girl?” he demanded. Memories came flooding back. Maria had been pregnant when he left. He had taken the blame for her mistake, a desperate attempt to shield her from a six-year prison sentence. The weight of that decision lingered, a constant reminder of the sacrifices he had made for the woman he loved. And now Rose had the guts to tell him that she's getting married, after everything they had been through. During his four-year incarceration, Maria never once visited him. She claimed to be working tirelessly, day and night, to provide for herself and their child. Instead, she sent him letters with her regards. Ethan didn't question this, feeling like a failure for not being able to provide a comfortable life for them before his imprisonment. In her letters, Maria also lamented about the difficulties she faced, claiming that her family had neglected her. Ethan's heart went out to her, and he felt a deep sense of regret and responsibility. He became determined to turn his life around and make a better future for himself and his family. It was during this time that Ethan met an old man in prison, who became a mentor to him. The old man taught Ethan valuable skills and knowledge, which Ethan eagerly absorbed. The old man, sensing his mortality, had been searching for a worthy successor to inherit his knowledge. He found that person in Ethan, and over time, passed on all his wisdom and expertise. When the old man eventually passed away, Ethan was left with a treasure trove of knowledge that would change his life forever. As Ethan's skills and reputation grew, so did his fame. He became renowned for helping the country train the world's most elite warriors. His expertise also made him a sought-after protector for billionaires, and he saved countless lives. Despite his success, Ethan's heart ached with the desire to help his wife, Maria. However, his imprisonment limited his access to his bank accounts, and he had no idea how much wealth he had accumulated. The last time he checked, he had a couple of billion dollars, but he couldn't access it from behind bars. Ethan's dilemma was compounded by his concern for Maria's safety. If he were to ask someone to help her, it would mean exposing her to potential danger, which was unacceptable to him since he was still in prison. Ethan's decision not to intervene on Maria's behalf was rooted in a deep sense of responsibility and guilt. Her actions had led to someone's death, and he felt obligated to serve his full prison sentence as a way to honor the dead. As he stood there, reeling from the news of Maria's impending marriage, Ethan couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal. “Maria getting married?” he muttered to himself. “Who would have thought that's how she'd repay me after everything I did for her?” Rose's response was mocking laughter that sent a chill down Ethan's spine. “You're a foolish,” she said, shaking her head. “You're a fool to think you actually slept with Maria that day.” Ethan's eyebrows shot up confused. “What do you mean?” he asked, his voice laced with a growing sense of unease. Ethan's eyes widened in stunned silence as Rose began to speak. “There was no child,” she said, her voice devoid of emotion. “You didn't have sex with Maria that night. We only forced you to marry her, and the only way we could do that was by lying to you.” Ethan's mind reeled as he struggled to process the enormity of Maria's deception. But before he could respond, she dropped another bombshell. “It wasn't Maria who pushed someone off the cliff,” Rose said, her eyes glinting with a cold light. “It was Rowan who killed someone. But we knew how much you were willing to do anything for her, so we decided to ask her to take the blame, knowing you would not watch her go to jail.” Ethan felt like he had been punched in the gut. He was shocked, his entire world turned upside down by Rose's revelation. He had been played like a fool all these while, manipulated into taking the fall for a crime he didn't commit.Latest Chapter
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The President froze, his cane halfway raised like a pathetic weapon. His eyes darted from Ethan’s calm, predatory smile to Thomas, then back again. “You,” the President hissed, his voice low and venomous. “You treacherous son of a bitch.”Ethan stepped fully into the dim light filtering through a cracked skylight. He looked relaxed, almost amused, hands loose at his sides. No visible weapon, but Thomas knew better. Men like Ethan didn’t need to show their teeth until they were ready to bite.“Careful with the insults, sir,” Ethan said smoothly. “We’re all friends here. Or at least… business associates.”Thomas kept his position near the door, every muscle coiled. His split lip throbbed in time with his pulse. He could feel the weight of the burner phone still in his pocket, a useless lifeline now. Anna’s words echoed in his head: “Stay alive.”The President’s knuckles whitened around the cane. “Where is Victoria?”Ethan chuckled softly, the sound echoing off the concrete. “Safe,
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The door slammed behind Ethan. The echo bounced off the concrete walls, then faded into silence. Thomas stood in the middle of the interrogation room, Anna's hand still in his. His lip was swollen, split, leaking blood down his chin. He didn't wipe it away.Anna pulled her hand free. She walked to the metal table and leaned against it, her arms crossed over her chest."You shouldn't have done that," she said.Thomas turned to face her. "Done what?""Asked for me to come with you." Her voice was flat, empty. "Ethan doesn't give gifts. He gives obligations. You just signed both our death warrants."Thomas stepped closer. "I wasn't going to leave you here."Anna laughed. It was a bitter, broken sound. "You don't even know me. You never did. The woman you love doesn't exist.""Then show me who does," Thomas said.Anna's jaw tightened. She looked away."You have three hours," she said, changing the subject. "The President expects you at midnight. We need a plan."Thomas watched her for a l
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Anna's fist connected with Thomas's jaw. The crack echoed off the walls. Thomas's head snapped to the side, pain exploding through his freshly healed bone. He tasted blood again.She pulled back and punched him again. Harder. His chair tipped, and he crashed to the floor, his cheek scraping against the rough concrete."That's for making me become who I am not."She stood over him, her chest heaving. Her perfect makeup was still intact, her hair still brushed. But her eyes were wild, furious.Thomas lay on the floor, looking up at her. Blood dripped from his split lip."You don't get to be angry," he said, his voice slurred. "You're the liar. You're the fake. You're the one who wore someone else's face."Anna knelt down. She grabbed his hair and yanked his head up."You think I wanted this?" she hissed. "You think I wanted to hold your hand and whisper sweet lies? You think I wanted to watch you fall in love with this face?"Thomas's eyes widened."I was alone for two years," Anna cont
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Thomas's world collapsed. The words hit him like a physical blow, worse than any punch Ethan had thrown. Anna. His Anna. The woman who held his hand in the dark motel room. The woman who promised to stand with him until the end.She had been his enemy all along."No," Thomas croaked, his broken jaw making the word almost unintelligible. But Ethan understood."Yes," Ethan said, slipping the empty vial back into his pocket. "Every conversation you had, I heard. Every plan you made, I knew. Every hope you had of avenging your brother..." He paused, letting the silence stretch. "Those were mine to give or take away."Thomas pressed his forehead against the cold concrete floor. "Anna," he whispered, her name a broken prayer.As if summoned, footsteps echoed in the corridor. Anna appeared, walking toward the cell. Her face was dry, composed. She wore clean clothes, not the rumpled nurse's uniform from the hospital. Her hair was brushed, her makeup fresh.She looked like a different woma
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And then a man stepped out of the shadows.Marcus.He moved past Vance without a glance, his eyes fixed on Ethan. He grabbed Ethan's arm and pulled him into the corner, away from prying ears.Ethan didn't resist, he recognized the grip. "Sir," Marcus said, his voice low and urgent. "We have a problem."Ethan pulled his arm free. He straightened his jacket, his eyes cold but curious."Speak."Marcus glanced back at Vance, who stood trembling by the crates. Then he leaned closer."The President's spy network is bigger than we thought. Vance isn't the only one. There are others. Inside your security team. Inside your legal department. I've been tracking them for months."Ethan's expression didn't change. But his eyes narrowed."Why didn't you tell me?" Ethan asked.Marcus met his eyes. "Because you were distracted. Victoria was dying. You weren't thinking clearly. If I had told you about Thomas, you would have gone after him personally. You would have left her side. And the President w
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Thomas's head snapped to the side, his cheek burned. Blood filled his mouth. He spat it onto the white floor.Ethan grabbed him by the collar and hauled him to his feet. Thomas's legs buckled, the cuffs bit into his wrists.“Coward!” Thomas yelled.Ethan let out a mocking laughter."Coward? Coming from someone who couldn’t attack me without going through my backs. Who’s the real coward?"Thomas said nothing. Ethan pulled back his fist and drove it into Thomas's stomach. The air exploded from Thomas's lungs. He doubled over, gasping, his body folding around the pain."Stop!" Anna screamed from across the room. "Please, stop!"Ethan ignored her, he grabbed Thomas by the hair and yanked his head up."You brought poison into my home." Thomas's lips peeled back from his teeth, blood stained them red."Do your worst," he rasped. "I'm already dead."Ethan's eyes went dark. He released Thomas's hair and stepped back. Then he smiled. It was not a kind smile."No," Ethan said. "You're not de
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