Surviving In This Filthy World As A Novel Villain

Alex didn’t bother with small talk. His sharp gaze locked onto Liam’s. "I’ll make this simple." His tone was calm, precise—cutting straight to the heart of the matter. "I’m here to give you two choices."

Liam remained silent, but his body tensed. The weight of the moment pressed down on him, thick and suffocating like those in suspense drama.

Alex glanced at the cheap food container in Liam’s hands.

"Option one," he said smoothly. "Throw that away and come with me."

Liam’s breath hitched.

"From this moment on, you will work for me." Alex’s voice carried no hesitation, no room for argument. "I won’t waste your time with empty promises—I’ll give you results."

His next words sent a chill down Liam’s spine.

"I’ll make sure your mother is admitted to the best hospital in the city. She’ll receive top-tier medical treatment." He paused deliberately, letting the weight of his words sink in.

"That early-stage stomach cancer? I’ll make sure she has a 99.9% chance of a full recovery."

"And it is 99.9% recovery, remember it is not 100%… I’m not god."

Silence.

Liam’s fingers curled around the food container for support as he took in the words of Alex, his knuckles whitening.

’How did this man know about my mother’s illness? How much did he know about me? Or to be more precise ’WHY?’’ Were Liam thoughts at the moment.

Alex met his gaze again, calmness in his eyes as he spoke again…

"Or…" His voice lowered slightly, his words deliberate, unrelenting. "Your second option: You can keep walking down that hallway, pretending like this conversation never happened. Keep holding that lunchbox and go deliver food."

His next words felt like a blade.

"Two months from now, your mother’s condition will worsen. The cancer will spread, and there won’t be anything left to save."

Liam’s breath came shallowly.

His life had been a constant struggle—day after day, hour after hour, scraping together just enough money to keep his mother’s treatments going. Every sleepless night, every backbreaking shift, every meal he skipped—it had all been for her.

And now, here stood a man offering to take that burden away with a single choice.

Alex’s voice was calm, almost indifferent, but the weight behind his words was suffocating.

"Make your choice."

Liam Jensen felt his hands clench involuntarily.

"You… want me to work for you?" His voice was hoarse, struggling to process the sheer gravity of what was happening.

He looked down at himself—his threadbare clothes, his scuffed shoes, the exhaustion that clung to his very being.

Why would someone like Alex Reid—a man at the top of the business world—care about him?

Liam wasn’t even worth mentioning in the corporate world anymore. With his current situation, forget about Reid Industries—he wouldn’t even qualify for a struggling startup.

Alex exhaled impatiently.

"I don’t have time for pointless questions." His gaze bore into Liam’s. "Yes or no. Decide now."

Liam’s chest tightened.

He looked down at the lunchbox in his hands—cold rice, cheap vegetables, the best he could afford. The only thing he could still do for his sick mother.

And for the first time, it felt utterly meaningless.

His grip loosened.

Then, without hesitation, he turned and threw the lunchbox off the balcony.

It tumbled through the air, spilling its contents onto the cracked pavement below.

Alex let out a low chuckle.

"Good choice."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, dialing a number with practiced ease.

The line connected instantly.

"Mr. Waters, is it done?"

"Yes, Young Master. Everything is in place."

Alex extended the phone toward Liam.

"Take a look for yourself."

Liam hesitated before accepting it.

The screen flickered to life, showing a live video feed—his mother.

But the setting was completely different from what he remembered.

Gone was the dim, overcrowded hospital ward with flickering lights and peeling walls.

Now, she lay in a pristine private suite, bathed in soft sunlight from wide, spotless windows. The air in the room looked fresh, clean.

Nurses bustled around her, adjusting IVs and checking monitors with practiced efficiency. A team of doctors stood nearby, their white coats crisp, deep in discussion.

Liam recognized some of them immediately. They weren’t just doctors. They were specialists. The kind he had seen on the news, their names come from week to week in news and newspaper about their achievements and how they saved patients.

His breath caught in his throat.

"Mom…?" His voice cracked. On the screen, his mother turned her head, her eyes lighting up when she saw him.

"Liam!" Her voice was filled with relief and gratitude. "These people—your boss—he’s an incredible man!"

"They transferred me to the best hospital, gave me a private room, and there are so many doctors checking on me."

Her voice wavered slightly, thick with emotion. "Some of them… I’ve seen on the news before. Real specialists!"

She clutched at the hospital blanket, as if still struggling to believe it was real.

"I don’t know how we’ll ever repay him."

Liam swallowed hard, his throat tightening.

His mother had spent her entire life giving to him. She had worked endlessly to raise him, sacrificing everything. And now—finally—she could receive something in return.

He steadied his voice.

"Don’t worry about that, Mom." His grip on the phone tightened. "Just focus on getting better."

He ended the call and slowly lowered the phone. Then, with quiet resolve, he turned to Alex. A sharp exhale. A decision was made. Then, without hesitation, Liam dropped to his knees.

"Thank you." His voice was steady, unwavering. "You saved my mother. From this moment on, I will work for you. No questions asked… whatever you want me to do… I will do it without any questions."

A flicker of satisfaction passed through Alex’s eyes. He studied Liam for a moment, then exhaled, flicking the ash off his cigarette.

"Get up." His voice was smooth, commanding. "We have work to do."

(Note: How did Liam’s Mother know about Alex as Liam’s boss? Well Alex already knew he was gonna accept the offer and his butler already explained to Liam’s mother about him working in their company. Hence she knew)

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