Delusions of Destiny

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lves in the heart of a bustling bar. It was a Friday night, and the place was packed with people enjoying the carefree ambiance.

d against the bar ands

e another day of being handsome. H

ou won't have it. I'm sick of you being narcissistic," Ethan sarcas

another bet tonight?" Da

em baby girl and then they will easily open their l

up of burly men walked in, their menacing gazes scanning the room. Et

ight about those guys." E

rs. "Yeah, they definitel

s locked onto Ethan. Sensing trouble, Ethan discreetly pos

what's g

Danzel. We migh

rcle of intimidating presence. The leader of the group st

here. Ethan, isn't it?" sneered the

ver thought I'd see the day when the cowardly lapdogs of my fa

e should have known better than to cross paths with us. But i

. "You're the ones making a mistake here. Ethan may be his father's son, b

e of your father's skills, Ethan. That's precisely why we're

flurry of punches and kicks toward Ethan and Danzel. But Ethan's trainin

ise strikes that sent the attackers reeling. Danzel, too, fought

ts. "You thought you could intimidate us, but you've underestimated the bond between a father and his son. My fath

ay have skills, Ethan, but you can't defeat an entire or

ul organization, but you forget one crucial detail: my father had allies, loyal me

ncapacitated the remaining attackers, lea

n. "This isn't over, Ethan. We'll be back, and

smirk gracing his lips. "B

nto the night, ready to face whatever challenges await

some

he surroundings in search of the owner, Mrs. Santos. The ar

s at the counter, taking orders from custome

have any job vacancies available. I'm eager to work and would be grateful for any

aying a mix of weariness and kindness. She w

any vacant positions at the moment. It's quite bu

ut she tried to hide

ling to learn quickly. Is there any way I can prove myself to you? Maybe

st. She could see the genuine eagerness in Ki

ll tell you what. We often need someone to help with food preparation in the mornings. It's not a perma

with gratitude, he

re than willing to help with food prepa

d warmly at Kitty

started. It won't be easy, but if you show dedication and learn q

Mrs. Santos once again and left the canteen, excited about h

ation. She imagined herself owning her own restaurant, a place where people would gather to savor delicious meals

restaurant nestled in a quaint corner, with a welcoming sign that bore her name in elegant letters. The

The aroma of mouthwatering dishes wafted through the air, making her senses tingle with anticipation. The ta

lavors. She imagined herself crafting culinary masterpieces with precision and passion, infusing each dis

ng around a large table, sharing laughter and creating memories. Friends clinked glasses, toasting to their bonds and celebra

lished in the connections she made with her customers, hearing their compliments and appreciation for her culinary creati

shake the feeling of inspiration and determination that had enveloped her during that brief daydream. She knew that the road to owning her own