บททั้งหมดของ The Understimated Heir: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

The house that was once so quiet was now echoing with the sound of footsteps, and Ms. Coral couldn't help beaming at her son when he walked through the kitchen door."Good morning, Mom." Ethan greeted her."Morning, son." Ms. Coral said. "I should get started with breakfast now that you guys are awake.""Leave it. You don't have to stress yourself. Remember. You are sick.""B-ut.""We will grab something to eat on our way back." His words left no room for argument, so Ms. Coral sighed in defeat and nodded. "Have you seen Mr. Hester?" Ethan asked."He left for the store." Ms. Coral informed him. As he turned to leave the room, he said, "Thanks, Mom.""Are you guys going somewhere?""I need a new suit, so yeah. I will be out with Drak and Nina for a while."*******Within the two years, Mr. Hester had upgraded from the shop to the two stories store, dedicated to making fancy clothing, and he had acquired himself a lot of very elite clients over the years, and the store was busy as al

When Nick didn't shake, they looked over at Ethan opening Avan’s locker, and one of them shouted, "Hey, you just killed the son of the Carters. Do you know how much trouble you're going to get yourself in for that?!” "If I wanted to kill him, I would have done it swifter than going through the trouble of beating his ass," Ethan said as he reached into the locker. "He's unconscious. Give him a few minutes for the factory reset to kick in. Hopefully, that would bring back his sense of respect." After getting Avan's bag out, Ethan unzipped it, going through his stuff, and soon he found the invite, taking it out before opening the next locker and taking his jacket out, wearing it. Then Ethan shoved the invitation into his pocket and zipped Avan's bag, turning to face him and the other, tossing the backpack to him as he said, "I am going home." Just then Nick's groan echoed in the room, causing everyone else to turn toward his direction, watching him lay there, moaning in pain. "You m

As he stared at Ethan, Mr. Rider felt cornered, knowing that denying him would only lead to an explanation and more questions, and he didn't want to ruin the perfect image he had portrayed to the Hallow. He needed his reputation to stay faultless, and Ethan had the power to ruin so much. "Son, Nina, you guys are finally back. Two years have treated you two well, it seems." Mr. Rider said as he smiled weakly. "How about we catch up more tomorrow? As you can see, it's your sister's engagement ceremony, and tonight, it should be all about her and her fiance. Won't you agree?" It was clear what Mr. Rider was doing with his words, and Ethan could read the threat that lingered in his stares. "Of course, tonight is all about my beautiful sister. She is the true star of the show." Ethan answered, smiling at him as he saw the slight twitch in his eye. As the waiter was passing by him, he reached into the tray, grabbed a glass of champagne, and took a sip, ignoring the way Mr. Rider tried

Holding her eyes captive in his calm gaze, Ethan watched her, his lips slightly twitching and yet no words leaving them, causing Madam Rider to command, “Answer me!” Not a spark of fear showed in Ethan's eyes, and Madam Rider knew he wasn't the same... he wasn't the boy who showed up at their mansion desperate for a job, the boy that trembled at the sound of her voice, that took the insults, the abuse, and he definitely wasn't just a bastard and a servant... Something had changed about his aura, how he carried himself, the confidence that he held in her presence, and the way he looked, and talked. How his eyes were clear and steady, his face expressionless, his tone indifferent. It was so unlike the Ethan she knew... "How?" Ethan finally said. "What?" Madam Rider replied. Lowering his eyelids slightly, he held his silence, causing a look of frustration to flicker in her eyes. "Explain to me how I could make all of this happen," Ethan said, an expression finally showing on his

Ethan's heart raced as he took one last glance at Nina. He knew he had to leave her out of all of these things because of her safety, but the thought of keeping things from her made his chest ache. With a heavy sigh, he stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him, the sound echoing through the empty hallway.Drak stood in front of him, his expression unreadable. They stood in silence for a moment, the weight of their mission heavy on their shoulders. Finally, Ethan broke the silence."What about London Hale?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.Drak's eyes flickered with a hint of amusement. "Ah, yes, Hale. The last time we spoke, you needed a way into his facility, and information on the bone marrow he stole from you..."The name alone sent shivers down Ethan’s spine. The last time they crossed paths, he had barely escaped with his life.He then nodded, his mind racing with memories of the painful procedure he had endured at Hale's hands.Drak's eyes flickered with