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Chapter 1

The reporters packed the place so tightly that I could barely breathe, and plenty of my fellow delivery riders had stopped to watch the spectacle."What a nice car! With that kind of car, which billionaire heiress showed up here?"Following their stares, I saw Shirley Pearce standing not far away, staring at me with those longing eyes. She looked as polished as ever, her makeup perfect without a single flaw.As I looked at her, my mind went blank for just a moment.Memories flashed through my head like a movie as I recalled her testimony in court, the red paint from bankrupt investors, and Dad's eyes still open when he died.Nonetheless, it was only a moment.For the person I had become, that 50-billion-dollar mess from years ago felt less real than the five bucks I would lose if the delivery ran late.My expression stayed flat as I looked away, twisted the throttle on my scooter, and spoke coolly to Shirley. "Move it. I'm on the clock."The reporters went crazy, shoving microp

Chapter 2

Suddenly, a flashy red car roared up to the curb, its engine revving loud enough to drown out the crowd.The door swung open, and a man in a white casual suit stepped out. His hair was slicked back perfectly, and he wore that mild, polished smile that seemed like it was begging to be punched.It was Liam Stone. He was the pretty boy who had taken the acquisition plan I put my blood, sweat and tears into, sold it to a competitor, and then teamed up with Shirley to short the company.He had reinvented himself as a so-called young business prodigy.He walked over quickly, slipped an arm around Shirley's waist like it was the most natural thing in the world, and kissed her on the cheek.He said, "Shirley, what are you doing here? This place is filthy. You're going to get your heels dirty."Only then did he seem to notice me, raising his eyebrows in exaggerated surprise."Well, well, if it isn't the great Marcus Quinn. How'd you end up looking like this? Delivering food? I guess it s

Chapter 3

Liam put his arm around Shirley and got into the car, surrounded by their bodyguards.The car's roar faded into the distance, leaving behind a cloud of exhaust.The reporters, seeing that the show was over, scattered one by one, pointing and whispering about me as they left.Then, the station manager came over with a furious expression and kicked my scooter over."Marcus, are you out of your damn mind? Ms. Pearce offers you money, yet you refuse it, acting all high and mighty? Get lost!"Don't bother coming back here! Just looking at you ruins my mood! Forget about this week's pay. Consider it compensation for my mental distress!"He cursed his way back inside and slammed the door hard enough to shake the walls.I picked up my scooter and looked at the empty street. Before long, it started to rain. Cold raindrops hit my face, mixing with the blood from my wounds, stinging sharply.Suddenly, my phone rang with an unfamiliar number.When I answered, I heard my landlady, Margaret

Chapter 4

The terms of the employment agreement were simple.I would be Liam's personal assistant, responsible for handling all the paperwork he assigned me. However, there was no salary. He only covered basic living expenses, and I had to be on call at all times without question.It was essentially a slave contract. It was also evidence that I would be Liam's ghostwriter, helping him continue his con game in the finance world.I picked up the pen, my hand shaking.They urged, "Well, sign it. What are you waiting for?"I signed my name.Liam grinned with satisfaction, picking up the contract and flicking it."Alright, go take a shower and get changed. There's a press conference tomorrow where I'm announcing the latest developments in the acquisition. Write me a speech tonight that's moving and profound, and that showcases my business genius. If it's not good enough, you can start planning your mother's funeral tomorrow."A housekeeper led me to the servant's quarters in the basement. The

Chapter 5

Just as I was about to close my eyes for the last time, a pair of strong hands suddenly grabbed my collar. Then, a tremendous force pulled me upward.My lungs felt like they were about to explode. I choked on massive gulps of water, my throat burning with the taste of salt and blood.A blinding white light filled my vision."Awake? You're tougher than you look."A calm female voice spoke near my ear.I struggled to open my eyes. As my blurred vision gradually cleared, I realized I was on a yacht.The woman sitting across from me wore a black leather motorcycle jacket and was playing with an elegant butterfly knife. Her hair was cut short and sharp, her gaze as piercing as a hawk's. Her face was unfamiliar to me, but those eyes radiated a bone-chilling coldness."Who are you?"My voice came out so hoarse I could barely make a sound.The woman closed her knife and tossed me a towel. "Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that I know who you are. Marcus Quinn, a former genius

Chapter 6

Liam's eyes widened in disbelief. "Shirley, you wrench! If I hadn't been trying to cover your mess, would I have done any of that?"Before they even left the villa, the two started tearing each other apart.My mother sat in her wheelchair, completely stunned by the scene. She stared blankly at the two being led away by the police.She mumbled to herself, "What's happening? Where's Marcus? Where did my son go?"No one answered her....I spent two weeks recovering on the yacht. The woman who saved me was Scarlett Newman, the daughter of the CEO of another company victimized in that acquisition deal years ago.Her father had jumped to his death, and she had been investigating the case under a false identity for six years.During those two weeks, the outside world had exploded.Headlines screamed things like [Prominent Entrepreneur, Liam Stone, Suspected of Murdering Ex-Husband of Wife] and [Billionaire Feud: The Bloody Truth Behind Fifty Billion Dollars].Since they could not f

Chapter 7

The hallways reeked of disinfectant and decay.Finally, I found Room 302. The door was slightly open, and inside I heard the caregiver cursing impatiently."Eat! All you ever do is eat! Why don't you just choke on it?! If Mr. Stone wasn't paying me, who'd want to take care of a crazy old hag like you?!"Then came the sound of dishes crashing to the floor.I pushed the door open and saw the caregiver yanking Mom's hair, shoving spoiled food into her mouth. Mom's face was covered in tears, whimpering but not daring to fight back.At that moment, the last string of reason in my head snapped. I rushed over and kicked the caregiver in the lower back. She screamed and slammed into the wall, unable to get up for a long time.Mom was so frightened she cowered in the corner, trembling all over.She looked up at me, her eyes full of terror. "Don't hit me! I'll eat... I'll eat..."My heart shattered. I crouched down and gently wiped the food from the corner of her mouth. "Mom, it's me. I'

Chapter 8

Liam raised his champagne glass, his face glowing with pride."The success of this acquisition marks a new chapter for the Stone Group. I want to thank all the shareholders for your trust, and thank Shirley for her support. Together, we'll reach even greater heights!"Thunderous applause filled the room below.Suddenly, the banquet hall doors were violently thrown open."Hold it."The voice was not loud, but it cut through the noisy crowd clearly.Everyone turned around.I walked in step by step, dressed in a black suit and pushing my mom in her wheelchair. Scarlett followed behind me, carrying a black briefcase.The room fell deathly silent in an instant.Liam's champagne glass slipped from his hand and shattered on the floor, while Shirley's face went deathly pale, like she had seen a ghost."Marcus Quinn?!" someone cried out in shock."Wasn't he dead?""What the hell is going on?"I ignored the terrified stares around me and walked straight toward the stage, looking up

Chapter 9

Shirley's hair was a mess, and her makeup had run down her face from crying.She crawled to my feet, clutched my legs, and begged, "Marcus, I was tricked! It was Liam who forced me! I still had feelings for you! Look, I even helped pay off your debts, and I took care of your mother."I looked down at her, and there was nothing in my eyes but disgust."Took care of Mom? You mean drugging her and letting the staff abuse her? Shirley, your kind of love is pathetic. It makes me sick."I kicked her away and spat, "Go reunite with Liam in prison. That's exactly where you both belong."Shirley collapsed on the floor in despair and was led away by the police.The farce finally came to an end.I turned around and looked at Mom in her wheelchair. She watched as Liam and Shirley were taken away, then suddenly smiled.She smiled happily, like a child. "The bad people are gone, the bad people are gone!"Then, she looked at me, and for a moment, there was clarity in her eyes. She mumbled, "

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