The poor could never win against the rich, while the rich could never win against the influential.
The Millers were able to stand on their feet for decades not only because of their business background.
They wouldn’t have been able to come this far without the support from the higher-ups.
No matter how well-off Ethan was, he would’ve been bullied by others without that kind of background.
His actions would get in the way of the others’ benefit, which would affect his future career. In fact, it wasn’t a wise choice because it would give his enemies the chance to pounce on him.
But what other choice did he have? The other party had his wife and daughter, and there was always
something getting in his way.
This was the simplest and the only way to save Olivia.
He sighed lightly. “There’s no turning back for me.”
Unlike Kelvin and Brent, Joshua never showed himself that easily. He had always been eliminating
troubles for Ethan in secret.
Now that he was called forward, it was an indication of how dangerous the situation was for Ethan.
“Mr. Miller …”
“Call upon all of the men we have on the ship. Let’s prepare for the worst.”
With one knee on the ground, Joshua responded firmly, “Yes, sir.”
The moment Ethan made up his mind, he had chosen to go against many powerful parties
Perhaps, some people would betray and attack him.
But benefits always came first.
The best way to solve the problem was to ask the other party to release Olivia and Alicia, but they
wouldn’t. He couldn’t even contact them.
Flora was abusing her power to take revenge on a personal matter. She wouldn’t settle the scores behind
the scenes.
Once things went out of control, there would be a huge change among the powerful parties. Some might
even meet their downfall.
Then, Ethan would become everyone’s equal enemy.
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He was aware of the consequences awaiting him once he set his plan into motion. But he didn’t have any
other choice.
He was doing this for Olivia even if it meant gambling his future.
He wore his mask again. “Let’s go.”
Flora looked at Olivia, who was sent to the stage.
Madness tinges Flora’s eyes. “Is Logan here yet?”
Rhys shook his head. “No.”
“Keep an eye on him. Once he comes, relay the message to him.”
“Got it.” He glanced at her deranged expression as uneasiness grew in him.
He secretly dialed a number. After the third beep, a gruff voice came through the line. “It’s me.”
“Boss, I have something to report to you…”
The man on the other end of the line was shrouded by darkness. Placed before him was a huge projection
screen.
The screen was showing a lot of high-resolution footage, which came from the security cameras on the
ship.
After listening to Rhys, the man calmly replied, “Let her do whatever she wants to do.”
“What?” Rhys was stunned, not expecting his boss to support Flora’s plan instead of stopping her.
Rhys thought that he was hearing things.
Holding a glass of red wine, the man stood up and overlooked the view out of the window.
The squeaky clean window reflected his tall stature.
Due to the high altitude, he seemed like the creator of all beings overlooking its subjects.
“I said, let her do whatever she wants. Got it?”
A sheen of cold sweat drenched Rhys back. “Got it, sir.”
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The call was terminated, and the man turned to stride toward a sandbox. There stood an Ursa Tower
made out of toy bricks.
He poured red wine over the tower. The red liquid drew its trace over the sandbox, smearing its striking
color over everything.