All Chapters of Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord : Chapter 61
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61 Lady Katerina's Battle
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Lady Katerina, dressed in a bloodstained black trench coat, stood in the middle of dismantling a gang of hardened men guarding the seaport. The air had reeked of salt and iron. A huge brute had charged at her, confidence gleaming in his eyes. Katerina hadn’t flinched. She had raised her hand—slow, deliberate. A pulse of invisible energy had burst from her palm, hitting him like a freight train. He had been flung into a stack of steel containers, his skull cracking against the edge. Blood had pooled beneath him as he groaned weakly. “Shit—she’s a freak!” one of the men had shouted before lunging at her with a crowbar. Two others had followed, one wielding a knife, the other bare-fisted but desperate. Katerina had moved like a viper. She hadn’t even touched them. A flick of her wrist had sent an unseen force smashing into their chests. They had hit the ground hard, ribs shattered, coughing blood. She had remained calm, cold, efficient. Ninth-stage cultivators didn’t show off; th
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62 Emma Hayes
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The wind whipped through the streets of Truce, carrying the scent of exhaust fumes and the occasional waft of stale street food. Feys Hotel stood like a silent sentinel among the chaos, its reflective glass walls mirroring the city's relentless pace. VIPs drifted in and out of the lobby, flanked by their bodyguards and entourages, oblivious to the drama unfolding inside. On the 28th floor, behind the thick double doors of a penthouse suite, Austin leaned back on the plush leather sofa. His shirt hung open, exposing the jagged scar slicing across his chest. It was a trophy from a past skirmish, a reminder of how deep he’d clawed his way into this game. Emma Hayes straddled his lap, her manicured nails tracing the outline of his collarbone. She wore a silk robe, the fabric slipping off her shoulders like water. Her red lips curled into a sly smile, the kind that promised trouble. "Your flawless skin will leave every man tripping," Austin murmured, his voice low and rough like grav
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63 Tension In The Global Council
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The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with hostility and barely concealed grudges. The meeting hall, a grand space with high ceilings and polished oak tables, had descended into chaos. Voices clashed and overlapped, each more enraged than the last. “Are you sure this is the right decision to make?” a man yelled, slamming his fist against the table so hard that his water glass toppled over. “He’s done enough damage already!” another man cried out, his face red with frustration. “And now you want to make him *Secretary General* of the Global Council? Are you out of your bloody mind?” The chairman, a wiry man with thinning gray hair, sat at the head of the table, his face impassive. His fingers drummed against the polished wood as he waited for the shouting to die down. It didn’t. “This is madness,” someone else shouted. “Austin Blake? The same Austin Blake who *allegedly* ordered the assassination of the former Secretary General?” “*Allegedly*,” the chairman inte
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64 The New Secretary General
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Austin leaned back in his chair, the glow of his laptop screen casting faint shadows on his face. The email sat open, its words plain yet loaded with significance. "Hi, Austin Blake, After thorough consideration, seeing your input and prowess in global politics, the Global Council hereby appoints you as the new Secretary General of the organization. Details in the link below. Signed, GBCouncil." A thin smile curved his lips. He clicked the email shut and took a slow sip from the steaming brown mug on his desk. “It’s this easy, huh?” he muttered to himself, his tone amused. The phone buzzed a moment later. He didn’t need to glance at the screen to know who it was. The timing was too perfect. He answered, the device still in his hand when Farhan’s smooth, controlled voice sliced through the line. “It was pretty fast, I must say.” “They didn’t have much of a choice, did they?” Austin laughed, the sound low, almost lazy. “You’re welcome.” Farhan’s voice softened just eno
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65 Vying Not To Lose
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---President Julius paced the length of the room, his polished shoes clicking against the hardwood floor. His jaw tightened as the business report droned on from the speakerphone on the table. The words were a dagger: losses, hijackings, and sabotage. Seated across the room, Lucas, the third richest man in the world, sipped his scotch with a scowl. He didn’t say a word until the report ended, but his knuckles whitened around the glass. His business empire—the gold mines, seaports, power plants—was bleeding. “It’s that *boy* again,” Lucas finally said, his voice low and venomous. “One kid, Julius. One bloody kid is doing all this.” Julius stopped mid-step, his fists clenching at his sides. He took a deep breath, exhaling sharply. “Things can’t continue like this.” His tone was firm, but there was a hint of desperation beneath it. “Absolutely not.” Lucas slammed the glass onto the table, the sound cutting through the room. “Otherwise, we’re all doomed. This isn’t just a setback
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66 Scene From The Past
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Alice stood at the entrance of the studio, her eyes cold as she watched Lana and Oscar follow her in. The walls were dull, the air thick with the smell of stale coffee and cheap perfume. It wasn’t glamorous, but it didn’t need to be. She didn’t care about the setting, only about what they could gain from this. Lana was whispering something to Oscar, probably trying to calm her nerves, but Alice wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries. Her mind was focused on one thing—Austin. The bastard had taken too much from them. Now, it was time to take something back. They’d been offered an opportunity, one that seemed almost too good to be true. A man, dressed in a sharp suit that didn’t belong in a place like this, had approached them with a proposition. Said he could help them bring Austin down, expose him for what he truly was. It sounded simple, almost too simple. “Are you sure this is the right move?” Lana had asked her earlier. “Do you really want to keep playing his game?” Alice h
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67 Extending Market Into The East
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The tension was thick in the air as Austin leaned back in the chair, fingers tapping rhythmically on the edge of the wooden table. The low hum of the air conditioning did little to drown out the weight of the conversation. Across from him, Farhan Maleq sat with his hands folded, his face a mask of calculation. His eyes flicked over to Austin, sharp and assessing, but there was something else there—something like resignation mixed with a touch of curiosity."You want me to risk my interests on a gamble," Farhan said, his voice cool, almost bored. "And you want me to believe that it's going to pay off for both of us."Austin didn’t flinch. He knew Farhan’s reservations. The man didn’t trust easily, especially when there were too many pieces in play. But the game had changed. They’d both been stuck, circling each other, trying to figure out how to make this alliance work. For Austin, the move into the eastern market was a necessity, a way to expand, to secure his position on a global s
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68 El Maleq's Envoy
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Austin leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the glass table. His eyes moved lazily from one face to the next. The financials, the markets, the numbers—they were all there, laid out on the table like an open book. But none of that was why he was irritated. It was the way they were looking at him, as if they owned him, as if they could tell him what to do.Farhan’s envoys.They’d been to enough meetings by now to know how things worked, but today they were different—more arrogant, as if they had more power than Austin himself. Theirs was the power of the El Maleq, but today, it felt like they thought they could push him around. He wasn’t sure what had changed, but their condescension was starting to rub him the wrong way."We don't think the deal with the Eastern market is as lucrative as you believe, Austin." The envoy in the middle, a man named Rashid, spoke as though Austin hadn’t already calculated every angle. He tapped his fingers on the table, and his v
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69 A Proposed Alliance
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James stood by the door, hands clasped behind his back, his eyes fixed on Austin as the young man strode into the boardroom. The air around him buzzed with that undeniable confidence, the kind that made James, despite his years of service and experience, feel like a mere shadow in the presence of a rising storm. There was no denying it anymore: Austin was more than just a force to be reckoned with—he was becoming something dangerous, something that could reshape the power dynamics of the world. James could feel the weight of it all pressing down, but there was a strange pride in it too. Austin had grown. The boy he had first met, unsure and ambitious, had transformed into a calculating, sharp leader. He moved through rooms like he already owned them, made decisions like they were already his to make.Today was just another day in the long line of events where Austin made the impossible look effortless.The room was already filled with the power players of the day, but none of them
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70 A Nuclear Attack
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The heavy silence in the room was broken only by the low hum of the air conditioning as Austin leaned over the polished table. His fingers drummed absently, but his eyes were sharp, focused on the large screen in front of him, flashing the latest intelligence reports.The atmosphere in the Blake family headquarters had shifted in the last few days, and Austin could feel it—something was coming."Another one, huh?" His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it. He didn’t need to look up to know that James was standing at the door, arms crossed, eyes trained on him like a sentry. James had always been good at reading the room, and Austin trusted him to stay on top of the business. "Yeah. They sent a missile this time," James replied, his tone tight, controlled. "A nuclear warhead, if we’re to believe the reports from the radar system."Austin’s lips curled into a tight smile, though there was no humor in it. "And we stopped it?""Yeah," James said, stepping closer, "but not before
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