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    Kenny shot venomous res at the two with phones, his alertness heightened. His position as a fighter pilot demanded confidentiality, and outsiders were strictly forbidden from taking photos or videos of him. Despite his repeated warnings, Rex and Neville answered only to Ethan’s authority, ignoring Kenny’s protests. Military protocol existed for good reason, and breaches of information were serious offenses.


    “Ethan, what game are you ying? Tell them to delete those recordings and photos, or I will teach you a lesson,” Kenny growled through clenched teeth.


    Neville and Rex pinned his hands firmly to the ground with their feet. Under normal circumstances, he could match Ethan inbat, but now, he stood no chance.


    Ethan, ignoring the pain in his arm, punched Kenny hard in the face. “You pretended to be me and tried to deceive Brenna. I warned you then—interfere in my personal matters again, and retribution would follow. You clearly didn’t take that warning seriously.”


    Kenny felt a sh of guilt mixed with difort, avoiding Ethan’s gaze. “Mom told me to do it.”


    “Are you a soldier or just your mother’s puppet? Why follow her orders so blindly? What if she told you to jump off a cliff?” Ethan had reached his limit. Though they shared identical gics, their personalities were worlds apart—something Ethan struggled to understand.


    Kenny bristled with rage. “Ridiculous! You criticize me for being obedient? I just don’t want to upset Mom. Order them to stop recording me immediately.”


    “I have always walked my own path. Neither Mom nor Dad dictates my actions. Do you think I would listen to you?” Ethan retorted,nding another blow on Kenny.


    The impact loosened Kenny’s teeth, forcing his head sideways. Fury coursed through him, yet his immobilized limbs rendered him powerless to retaliate. Through gritted teeth, he said, “What exactly do you want, Ethan? I am your brother. A few punches for emotional release should be enough for you. What purpose does recording me serve?”


    “I will let your superiors see the recording,” Ethan replied.


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    “You wouldn’t dare!”


    “You can wait and see. How many times have you underestimated my resolve?” Ethan said.


    After a pause, he continued, “However,ply with my demands—apologize to my girlfriend on camera and acknowledge your impersonation—perhaps then I won’t send the video to your superiors.”


    “Ethan, he is your brother! Release him now!” Elsa pounded desperately against the door. Locked inside with bodyguards stationed at every exit, she remained powerless to intervene, forced to witness Kenny endure Ethan’s merciless beating.


    No matter how much Elsa shouted, Ethan remained deaf to her pleas.


    With his patience wearing dangerously thin, Ethan presented Kenny one final ultimatum. “Make your choice now. Comply or face whates next. Don’t me me for being cruel when you face the consequences.”


    Kenny fixed him with a defiant stare. “Cruel? I’m your brother; how cruel are you going to be to me? I am curious to see how cruel you can be.”


    Ethan’s voice turned icy. “I will ask onest time. Will you do as I demand?”


    “No,” Kenny answered without hesitation. Deep down, he didn’t believe Ethan would truly go through with destroying his military career.


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