Chapter 172: THE END?
"I’m quite sure that you never expected anything like this to happen now did you?" Adrian continued to ask Ethan. When he laid his eyes on Erika, he suddenly had the urge to end the call and head back ’home’ with his ’woman’. "I think I’ve spent too much time with you Ethan, I have to get Erika home with me so that we can live happily ever after and you," he paused. "You will just have to go to hell."
Without wasting a second, Adrian pressed the big red button on the detonator and watched as the mansion caught on fire.
MUAHAHAHAHA!!!
He laughed like a villain as he watched the fire consume Walters’s mansion. He glared at the spot Ethan was but couldn’t find the figure anymore. With a confused look, he asked no one in particular, "Where on earth did he disappear to?"
He continued to search with his eyes but couldn’t spot any man burning in flame on the ground.
All of a sudden, he saw a man running in their direction at hyper-speed. In 30 seconds, Ethan reached the van and was about to snatch Erika back but one of the men got down from the van and attacked him.
The both of them got into a mortal combat that included the fist and leg. Soon after, the other men got down from the van and attacked Ethan all at once.
Adrian stared at Ethan for a few seconds before he erupted with laughter, "Did you think that you can get the love of my life back Ethan?" he mocked, trying to distract Ethan from his fight with the notorious men.
When one of the men launched his fist, ready to punch Ethan’s chest, the latter blocked it and kicked him with his feet. He turned to face the other man who was about to hit him on his head with the back of the gun and kicked him also. In the middle of trying to fight off all the seven men, he didn’t notice Adrian, who had brought out his gun and without wasting a moment, he shot the gun and the bullet hit Ethan on the back of his head and he dropped on the ground with blood spilling from his head.
"I did say that I would end you," said Adrian before shifting his gaze to rest on Erika. He glanced at the unconscious and whispered in her ear, "Look, love, we’ve gotten rid of our enemy."
He spat at Ethan’s body and instructed the men with urgency, "Get inside. We need to leave now." He stared at the burning mansion and smirked for the nth time, "Goodbye, Andersons, and Walters family," and the van drove off.
In the courtyard, everyone tried to escape from the fire. Thankfully, Ethan had been able to manage to text Erika’s phone which was still with Jasmine, telling them that they should run. Before Adrian had pressed the detonator, everyone had almost escaped towards the back door of the mansion and only a few people were injured due to the bomb blast.
After everyone was finally out of the courtyard, several phone calls were made. Some to the police, others to the firefighters, and many others to friends and families.
"Where’s Ethan?" Daniel questioned Felix but the latter had already disappeared from his side. "Where did he go?" He asked himself before he found Felix running towards the front gate from the back gate. Without wasting a moment, Daniel followed behind him.
Before the both of them got closer to the front gate, they had already seen the dead bodies of the security men and gatemen but this time, fire consumed their bodies. When they got closer, they saw Ethan, lying on the ground with a bullet in the head.
Without wasting a second, they quickly picked him up and found a car to rush him towards the hospital. Although they were shocked at how things had turned out on this day, this wasn’t the time to stand and stare at the dying body and do nothing else.
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Felicia arrived at the place that the scary had called their destination and couldn’t believe that she was staring at a mansion.
"Are you sure that it’s Adrian Hart who owns this mansion?" she asked the man and he responded by giving only a brief nod.
Mary and Felicia shared a glance and they both had the same shocked expression.
Slowly, they took steps into the mansion and found everything looking expensive.
"Are we sure that we are in the right house, Mother?" Felicia whispered to Mary.
"It better be. It would be the man if we got into the hands of the wrong men or something," Mary replied.
The both of them continued to walk inside until two maids arrived in front of them and said in unison,
"Please, let me lead you to your rooms,m."
Both Mary and Felicia didn’t refuse the offer at all. Staring at the huge mansion that screamed rich, they could already guess that Adrian was able to get back on his feet.
"Thank you," said Felicia as she stared at the place with greedy eyes. If Adrian was already rich then she didn’t want to leave him ever again. Even though she didn’t have any feelings for him, she didn’t mind staying with him for their baby, as long as he was rich.
The both of them followed the maids until they arrived at two different rooms. Felicia walked inside her room and only fell more in love with the mansion.
"This room is very large," she mumbled under her breath. "Even larger than my former bedroom."
She found a crib by the side and placed her sleeping son in it gently. She walked towards the mirror and stared at her reflection. With her face wrapped with a black scarf which she had been wearing every day, she reached for it and unwrapped her scarred face.
Felicia stared back at her hideous self and raised her chin high and proud.
"You are back Felicia! And this time, you are going to get rid of your worst enemies," she said to herself as she puffed up her chest and smirked at her reflection.
