All Chapters of Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top : Chapter 191
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Chapter 190 : Fight
The dim glow of Andrew’s study barely illuminated the ancient document in his hands. His fingers traced over the name.The Crimson Herb.A rare and powerful plant rumored to enhance strength and vitality. It was exactly what he needed.His phone buzzed. He answered.“I found it,” his investigator said. “The underground fight club. But it’s not just any fight—fighters battle to the death. The Crimson Herb is the prize for tonight’s winner.”Andrew leaned back in his chair, absorbing the information. “Where is it?”“Warehouse 17, under the old docks. But listen, there’s a problem.”Andrew raised a brow. “Problem?”“Cain.”A long pause.“Cain?”For eight years, Cain had been the undisputed champion of the underground club. His reign of terror had become a legend, whispered in hushed tones among the hardened fighters who dared to challenge his dominance. He was also known as “Hades of Death”. He was a force of nature, a whirlwind of destruction that left nothing but shattered bones and
Chapter 191: Undefeated
The steel cage door slammed shut behind him. Andrew rolled his shoulders, muscles tense, heartbeat steady.The crowd erupted into deafening cheers as the opposite door opened.Cain stepped into the arena. The man was a beast.Towering at nearly seven feet, his body was carved from raw muscle, covered in scars like war medals. His hands were wrapped in blood stained bandages, and his cold, lifeless eyes locked onto Andrew with pure, unfiltered hunger.He smirked, voice deep and gravelly. “You must have a death wish.”Andrew didn’t flinch. “You must be getting tired of winning.”Cain laughed, a deep, menacing sound. “Winning? No. Killing? Never.”The announcer stepped forward.“Ladies and gentlemen! The undefeated king of the underground faces a new challenger! Will Cain take yet another life? Or will this fool be the first to make him bleed?”The bell rang. The fight was on.Hade wasted no time. He lunged at Andrew with terrifying speed, his fist cutting through the air like a bullet.
Chapter 192: In Ruins
The air was electric with excitement. The crowd roared in disbelief, their voices merging into a chaotic symphony of awe and madness.“Andrew! Andrew! Andrew!”The once invincible Hade lay motionless on the ground, his bloodied body barely twitching. The undefeated warrior, the god of the ring, had been defeated in mere minutes. By an ordinary man.People pushed forward, eager to touch Andrew, to praise him, to declare him the new king of the underground arena. Money rained from the stands, bets overturned in a frenzy of celebration.But behind the bloodstained curtains, a storm was brewing. A man stood in the shadows of an inner chamber, his broad frame rigid with barely contained fury. His hands trembled, not with fear, but with pure, unfiltered rage. His teeth clenched so tightly it felt like they would snap.Aaron.No one in that room knew his true connection to Cain.No one knew that he was Cain's uncle. No one knew that Cain was the co-founder of this blood-soaked empire.For e
Chapter 193: Defeated
The air shifted.A presence heavier than anything before settled over the arena.The audience tensed as Aaron stepped into the ring.Andrew studied him. Aaron was a mountain of a man. He dwarfed even Cain.His muscles, thick as steel, rippled beneath his crisp suit. His shoulders were three times broader than Andrew’s, his stance calm yet deadly.But it wasn’t just his size. It was his aura. A suffocating, unshakable force of dominance.People backed away without realizing it. Even the air seemed to bend around him.Someone in the crowd whispered.“Cain was strong… but Aaron? Aaron is a monster.”Another muttered, “Andrew should run. There’s no way—”Aaron rolled his neck, the sound of bones popping echoing through the quiet arena.“You ruined everything.” His voice was low, controlled—but filled with venom.Andrew remained silent.Aaron took a step forward. The ground shook beneath his weight.“This club? This empire? It was my retirement plan.” He smiled, but there was no warmth in
Chapter 194: Shattered
The air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat. Silence pressed against the arena like a smothering hand, the only sound the ragged breathing of Aaron, the once-mighty grandmaster, now kneeling before the man he had sworn to kill. His massive shoulders trembled, his head bowed, his lips parted in desperate supplication.Andrew stood before him, his body bruised but unbroken. He had defeated Cain. He had slain fifty of the best fighters in the club. And now, Aaron has fallen too.It felt unreal.Aaron, the monster, the legend that loomed over this underground empire, was on his knees.Andrew didn’t move. His gaze, sharp as steel, bore into the man before him. Every instinct screamed at him. This was wrong. Aaron wasn’t the type to beg. He wasn’t the type to break.And yet—here he was.“I’ll tell you,” Aaron gasped, his voice hoarse, raw with defeat. He lifted his gaze, eyes gleaming with something unreadable. “I’ll tell you where the real Crimson Herb is.”Andrew said nothing.He
Chapter 196: Standing in the way
Andrew sat, his legs restless, tapping the floor, his thoughts like wildfire. Mr. Torino was supposed to have answers, answers about the herbs, about everything. He couldn’t afford to be late, couldn’t afford to lose any more time. The memory of his parents’ faces flickered in his mind. He had been planning this for so long, and yet here he was, waiting. He hated the waiting. The unknowns. His pulse quickened. Time was never on his side.The door to the back office swung open, and a young man stepped out. He glanced briefly at the others in the waiting room, then locked eyes with Andrew. His expression shifted immediately—respect, recognition. Andrew held his breath for a second, then stood up. He could feel the eyes of the others on him, but he didn’t care. Not now.The assistant cleared his throat, smiling in a way that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "Mr. Aaron’s man?" he asked. It wasn’t a question, but a statement. A confirmation. Andrew didn’t nod, just met the man’s eyes. He w
Chapter 197: Won't get out of the way
Andrew sat, his legs restless, tapping the floor, his thoughts like wildfire. Mr. Torino was supposed to have answers, answers about the herbs, about everything. He couldn’t afford to be late, couldn’t afford to lose any more time. The memory of his parents’ faces flickered in his mind. He had been planning this for so long, and yet here he was, waiting. He hated the waiting. The unknowns. His pulse quickened. Time was never on his side. The door to the back office swung open, and a young man stepped out. He glanced briefly at the others in the waiting room, then locked eyes with Andrew. His expression shifted immediately—respect, recognition. Andrew held his breath for a second, then stood up. He could feel the eyes of the others on him, but he didn’t care. Not now. The assistant cleared his throat, smiling in a way that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "Mr. Aaron’s man?" he asked. It wasn’t a question, but a statement. A confirmation. Andrew didn’t nod, just met the man’s eyes
Chapter 198: Not Possible !!
Amik stood firm, his eyes locked on Andrew. “No. I won’t let him in before me,” he repeated, his voice cold, laced with an edge that cut through the tension in the room.Andrew didn’t flinch, though the words stung. He could feel the weight of Amik’s gaze, the way it stripped him down. In Jashem, money wasn’t just about wealth—it was a symbol. And what Andrew was wearing—his simple shirt, his plain jeans—had already spoken volumes to Amik.There was no way a rich man would dress like that. It was unthinkable. Amik looked him over with disgust, his eyes dismissive.“No confirmation, no special treatment. You’re just another poor man trying to get by,” Amik muttered under his breath, but loud enough for Andrew to hear.The words cut deeper than Andrew wanted to admit. His heart hammered against his ribs, the sting of being judged so quickly gnawing at him. It wasn’t just about what Amik said—it was the way he said it, the certainty in his voice. Amik had decided, without a second though
Chapter 199: Celebrity CEO
At that moment, Amik slowly pulled off his thick sunglasses, the smooth motion deliberate, as if he was revealing something much more than just his eyes.It clicked.The men in the room froze, suddenly aware of who stood before them. They had been caught up in the confrontation, too distracted by the argument, the insults, and their own judgments. But now, with those shades off, the recognition spread like wildfire across their faces.The room felt smaller, the air heavier.Amik Brandon. The CEO of one of the most powerful tech companies in Jashem. The man who had been the talk of the town for the past few days. The one everyone had been gossiping about.Amik had been in the shadows, hidden behind his shades, but now, without them, the mask fell away. Every CEO in Jashem had been dying to meet him, to ask him how he'd managed to land the most talked-about partnership of the year, with the A and U Group. The announcement had shaken the city to its core.The men around him exchanged g
Chapter 200: Shocked Them To The Core
Andrew asked him the name of his company and made a call. “Cancel the partnership with Amiklin Corporation. No need to inform him directly. Announce it on TV this instant!”The words were simple, direct, and without hesitation. But as soon as Andrew ended the call, a wave of mockery erupted from the men in the room.Laughter, loud and degrading, filled the space. It came from deep in their throats, a venomous mixture of disbelief and scorn. The kind of laughter that stings, that cuts through the tension and fills the air with contempt.They couldn’t believe what they were hearing. "He’s lost it," one of them chuckled, shaking his head. "He really thinks he has that kind of power." Another man snickered, looking Andrew up and down. "Does he think he's the chairman or something? Only the chairman has the guts to make a call like that. Ridiculous."The group’s laughter grew. Andrew stood there, unblinking, with his arms loosely at his sides. But inside, it felt like his heart was drummin