From Trash to Titan のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

"Hawthorne?" Matthew’s voice cut through the air, smooth as silk and twice as cold. He let a mocking smile play on his lips as he stepped closer to the table. “And you’re having lunch with him? My apologies, Ms Hawthorne. I had no idea your family's standards had become so… charitable.”Sophia looked up, her expression unreadable. “Yes. Is there an issue?”“An issue? No, not at all.” Matthew pulled out the empty chair at their table without asking, the legs scraping against the marble floor with deliberate friction. He sat heavily, leaning forward like a concerned friend. “It’s just a bit tragic. I don’t know if Maxwell mentioned it between the appetizers, but my brother is currently a professional failure. Last I heard, he was desperately scraping by with delivery jobs and warehouse work. Living paycheck to paycheck like the embarrassment he is.”Chloe, Matthew’s girlfriend, slid into the seat next to Sophia without invitation. She didn't look at Maxwell; she looked at her own reflec

After Matthew got dragged out of the restaurant like some common criminal, Maxwell and Sophia finally returned to their meal, both cutting into their food as if nothing unusual had happened whatsoever.The other diners were still whispering excitedly among themselves, stealing glances at their table every few seconds. But Maxwell and Sophia ignored them completely, focused entirely on their plates.Sophia watched him for a long moment, her intelligent eyes studying his face with obvious curiosity. She picked up her fork, then set it down again without taking a bite."Maxwell," she said finally, her voice careful but direct. "I have to ask. How exactly are you related to Matthew Lexus?"Maxwell looked up from his plate, meeting her gaze. He'd known this question was coming sooner or later. After that dramatic scene, how could she not be curious about the connection?"You already know I'm a Sterling," Maxwell said slowly, choosing his words with care. "Victoria Sterling's nephew and the

Debra's hands clenched into fists at her sides, her perfectly manicured nails digging into her palms hard enough to draw blood. When she finally spoke, her voice was low and deadly calm the kind of terrifying calm that came right before a hurricane destroyed everything in its path!"Maxwell did this," she repeated slowly "That worthless bastard... that pathetic piece of trash... he dared to put his filthy hands on my son? My legitimate son? My precious Matthew?"Her voice was shaking now, not with fear but with absolute volcanic rage that threatened to erupt at any second!At this exact moment, the massive front door of the mansion burst open with a loud bang!Ramon Lexus stormed inside, his expensive Italian leather shoes clicking aggressively against the marble floor. He'd just returned from an important business meeting downtown when he received an urgent call about some kind of family emergency. And so he rushed home."What the hell is going on in here?!" Ramon's voice boomed throu

Sophia pressed her fingers against her temple, feeling the beginnings of a headache forming. "The 'violent criminal' they're talking about is..." She let out a heavy sigh, unable to finish the sentence. She didn't know if Maxwell would want her revealing his identity over the phone like this. "Father, can I explain everything at dinner? It's complicated.""Fine, fine. Just be here by seven sharp. Your mother is already worried sick.""I will, I promise. Say 'hi' to Mom for me, will you?" Sophia ended the call and turned to face Maxwell, who was watching her with that infuriatingly calm expression on his face.How could he look so composed when the entire world seemed to be crashing down around them?! Well, that was only expected. After all, he was a Sterling. Between the Hawthornes and the Lexus family, the Sterlings were the big dogs! The apex predators! So it only made sense that Maxwell remained completely unphased by this drama."Wow, that was fast," Maxwell said simply, his tone

Benjamin was happy after getting his hands on the CCTV footage. Finally he will be able to track down the guy who beat him up, through his license plate. Ollie's eyes narrowed, watching intently as Benjamin's red Ferrari pulled into the gas station in the footage.He watched the entire confrontation play out in silence.Watched Maxwell approach Benjamin. Watched them argue. Watched Maxwell throw the first punch, and then Benjamin tried to fight back pathetically. And then systematically Maxwell beat Benjamin into a bloody mess."Look at him!" Benjamin shrieked, totally unaware of how pathetic he looked in the video. "He blindsided me! He cheated! Get his plate number, Ollie! Zoom in!"Ollie leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. He paused the video. He rewound it and replayed it frame by frame. He tried to get a clear shot of the McLaren's rear. But as the video played, Ollie’s expression darkened."Damn it," Ollie cursed, slamming his fist onto the armrest."What? What is it?" Benjamin