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Upon hearing what Noah just said Ethan couldn't help but stared at him, with cold eyes.

However Noah was still trying to plead but Ethan put on a deaf ear, his desperate words meant nothing more than background noise.

With a swift, brutal motion, Ethan's hand lashed out, striking Noah across the face with enough force to send him staggering backwards.

"Smack!!"

The sharp crack of the slap echoed through the warehouse, followed by Noah yelp of pain and shock.

"You think your family name will save you?"

Ethan asked, his voice dangerously calm.

"You think being a Silver means you're untouchable?"

Upon hearing what Ethan just said Noah's eyes widened, a flicker of fear passing over his face he couldn't believe Ethan knew his family strength, and connection he still had the guts to slap him.

His hands were still on his face But then, it was as if he was remembering who he was, he drew himself up to his full height and deep his hand in his pocket and brought out a badge, his chin jutting out defiantly.

"The Silvers are part of the G family,"

he spat, his voice trembling slightly.

"We're one of the most powerful families in the city. and if you dare lay another finger on me, you'll pay for it. My father will make sure of that."

At that moment Ethan couldn't help but let out a harsh bark of laughter, the sound was cold and humorless.

"Your father?"

he repeated, shaking his head.

"why not you, since you're a man, oh you think I'm afraid of your father?"

At that moment he took a step forward, his fists clenching at his sides. Noah flinched, his smile faded seeing Ethan intense gaze on him.

He thought he would be shaking in his pants when he mentioned his father's name, but the bastard didn't look moved.

"You kidnapped me"

Ethan said, his voice low and menacing.
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"You threatened to kill me. And now you think you can hide behind your family name like a coward?"

He raised his hand again, and Noah's eyes squeezed shut, bracing himself for the blow.

But Ethan paused, his hand hovering in midair.

For a moment, he wrestled with himself. A part of him wanted to give in to the rage, to make Noah feel every ounce of the pain and fear he had inflicted on others.

But another part, a smaller, quieter voice, whispered that this wasn't the way. That violence would only breed more violence, an endless cycle of retribution and suffering.

Which Ethan doesn't want.

Ethan then lowered his hand, taking a deep, shuddering breath.

"I'm not like you, Noah,"

he said, his voice still hard but no longer as cold.

"I don't need to hurt others to feel strong. And I won't let you drag me down to your level."

At that moment Noah couldn't help but smile, without being told he could tell Ethan is afraid of something.

perhaps his father's name.

He was about to say something when a sudden punch hit him in the face, and his eyes went white immediately then he collapsed.

Ethan then dusted his hands. He wanted to Slap Noah till he lost his whole teeth, but then he decided not to do it.

At that moment Ethan's phone buzzed in his pocket.

without wasting any more time he Pulled it out, then saw the name of the estate's former owner flashing on the screen.

"Mr. Ethan,"

the man said as Ethan answered, his voice tight with worry.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but you're running quite late for the meeting. Is everything alright?"

immediately Ethan's eyebrows shot up, a jolt of realization hitting him like a bolt of lightning.

The meeting. He had completely forgotten about it in the chaos of the kidnapping.

"I'm on my way,"

he said quickly, his mind racing.

"I just got held up with something. I'll be there as soon as I can."

As he hung up the phone, Ethan realized he couldn't face this meeting alone. He needed someone by his side, someone who understood the cutthroat world of business far better than he did.

without thinking twice he decided to call Naomi, he scrolled through his contact and saw her number, he had saved from the contract both of them signed with her grandfather. Taking a deep breath, he hit the call button and the call was answered.

"Naomi,"

he said his voice tight with urgency.

"It's Ethan. I need your help."

"Ethan?"

Naomi replied, surprise coloring her tone.

"What's going on? Are you okay?"

"I will be,"

Ethan said, running a hand through his hair.

"But I have a huge favor to ask. There's a meeting with the top business owners in the city, and I'm supposed to be there. But I can't go alone. I need you with me."

At that moment there was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Ethan's heart sank. But then Naomi spoke, her voice warm and reassuring.

"Of course I'll come with you, Ethan,"

she said, and he could practically hear her smile through the phone. "We're partners now, remember? I've got your back."

upon hearing what Naomi just said Relief washed over Ethan like a wave.

"Thank you, Naomi, you have no idea how much this means to me."

Ethan asked Naomi for her address which was given to him.

Then the call ended.

Ethan then arranged for a suit and mask to be delivered.

Ethan then left the warehouse to the location where his suit and mask would be delivered.

After a while everything was settled and Ethan decided to meet Naomi in her house.

When he arrived at Naomi's apartment, with a suit box in hand, he was a mess. His clothes were rumpled and dirty, his face was in a mess from the kidnapping, couldn't go to his dorm because of the distance and time wasn't on his side anymore.

He then pressed the doorbell for some time.

Not long after Naomi opened the door, her eyes widening at Ethan's appearance.

and before she couldn't say something Ethan said.

"Can I use your room?"