The atmosphere in the crowd shifted, and a skeptical voice rang out, “Is this some sort of joke?” Eyes narrowed in disbelief as the supposed chairman, veiled behind a black face mask, made his entrance.Jonathan, wearing a frown of perplexity, remarked, “This is absurd. Why the insistence on hiding from the media? There’s something not right here.”Gerald exchanged a glance with Bianca, a chuckle escaping him as he shook his head in amused disbelief. “In the end, he's such a child,” he muttered to himself, his expression filled with mocking anticipation. He waited for what Travis had to say because he sure as hell had some explanation to give to the public.As the bewildered and entertained expressions of the crowd intensified, Travis, clearing his throat, adopted a deeper voice to declare, “Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished guests, welcome to the Trillionaire Elevation Gala!”A collective stare fell upon him; it was the first time many had heard his voice, leaving them even more i
Travis felt an intense surge of frustration, his hands itching to seize the intrusive camera and hurl it against the wall. Despite the provocation, he resisted the temptation, opting to maintain a semblance of composure. Shielding his face with gritted teeth, he countered the reporter’s accusations, “You got it all wrong. I'm not who you're saying I am.”The reporter, undeterred, vehemently dismissed Travis’ denial, clutching his camera protectively. “Lies!” he exclaimed with conviction. “Why wouldn’t you deny it, huh? After all, you don’t want anyone to find out the truth, right?”Travis shook his head, determined to navigate the situation with caution. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve been in here for a while and just came out. I’m not sure if you’ve heard of the live-in son-in-law of the Bloom family. That’s me.” it pained Travis to say that but at the moment, it served as a necessary diversion to shield his true identity.The reporter, brows furrowed in confusion, exc
Travis encountered Kevin near an elegant car, cautiously scanning his surroundings before approaching. "I wasn't aware you were invited," Travis remarked.Kevin nonchalantly responded, “I’m friends with Devon, obviously. Besides, I don’t usually attend events like this. I'm here to update you on our last conversation," With those words, he popped open his car, retrieving a document that bore an air of confidentiality. "This is a classified case, and I shouldn't be sharing this information with you..." he paused before handing over the envelope.Accepting the envelope, Travis pulled out a portion of a document revealing a man's face, identified by facial recognition. "Kevin added, “That’s the identity of the driver responsible for the accident. However, he’s no longer among the living. He's deceased.”Travis, taken aback, fixed a gaze of disbelief upon Kevin. “What? He’s dead.”Kevin affirmed with a solemn nod, "According to the report, he died five days after being confined to priso
Upon Madame Emma’s return to the sanctuary of her home, a palpable wave of frustration and disbelief engulfed her. In a fit of raw emotion, she flung her handbag against the wall, unleashing a guttural scream that echoed through the corridors. Amidst the chaos, she demanded answers, her voice laden with a mixture of anguish and rage. “What the hell just happened?! Someone, tell me what the hell just happened?!”Matthew, sensing the escalating tension and genuine concern etched across his face, cautiously stepped forward. “Mom, please, you need to calm down. We wouldn’t want you to have another stroke.”“That wasn't my question!” Her wrath diverted in his direction as she dismissed his plea with a wave of her hand, still consumed by the tempest of emotions. Running her hands through her hair in a gesture reminiscent of someone who had lost everything, she continued her tirade. “How did such a thing happen?! We were invited for recognition, right?! The event was postponed for the sa
Larry’s intimidating demeanor resonated with Jonathan, fulfilling the precise aura he sought in a collaborator for this audacious plan.Recognizing that only a rugged individual like Larry Roberts could effectively dismantle Joanna’s project, Jonathan couldn’t help but revel in the satisfaction of securing such a formidable ally.Displaying a contented smile, Jonathan acknowledged Larry’s assertive presence, saying, “I appreciate your domineering approach. Consider the job yours. I’ll transfer five million upfront, and the remaining five once it’s successfully done.”Larry responded with a hearty laugh, lifting his glass in a toast, “To our success!”In sync, Jonathan raised his glass, and they sealed their agreement with a toss, the clink of glass echoing the commencement of a covert operation that could alter the trajectory of Joanna’s ambitions.Jonathan smirked as he sipped his drink, already seeing the success of his plans.The following day ushered in a different tone, as Travis
As Joanna's heart raced, a sense of impending trouble loomed over them, while Abby grappled with the aftermath of her fright, realizing that her job might be at stake. In a fit of panic, she exclaimed, "It costs five hundred thousand! How could you break it? You're so done..."However, Travis, unfazed by the impending consequences, interjected by extracting his credit card and presenting it to the young seller, Ella. "Consider it mine now," he declared with a decisive tone.Caught off guard, Ella, the young seller, stammered, "Sir... It's already damaged. Are you sure? Perhaps we should explore compensation options? It could be a more cost-effective solution."Travis dismissed the notion with a nonchalant response, "There's no need for that."The entire showroom remained in a state of suspended disbelief, Joanna included. Abby, once vocal and confident, now found herself utterly speechless, her jaw dropping in disbelief at the audacity of Travis's actions. The paradox of him smashing
Abby found herself in a state of utter bewilderment, unable to comprehend the surreal events unfolding before her eyes.It defied all reason that Dan, her wealthy boss with a net worth exceeding a billion, would bow down to Travis, treating him with an almost divine reverence.Travis put the black card away, "I don’t see that happening, but it’d be nice if you sack her.” The reference to Abby was unmistakable, casting a sudden and unexpected spotlight on her.Without hesitation, Dan promptly complied, fixing a stern gaze on Abby. “You’re terminated. Collect your compensation from accounting and exit immediately!”The proclamation hit Abby like a sudden storm, unable to contain the surge of tears welling up within her. She knew that there was nothing that she could do to reverse the situation. The irreversible reality of her dismissal marked a point of no return.Ella, the intern-turned-seller, efficiently handled the procedural aspects, providing them with a temporary number plate.Ul
Two days had elapsed since the commencement of the mass departure from Myriad Village, as the majority of residents eagerly relocated.The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation as Golden Corporation prepared to initiate the demolition process, and Joanna found herself genuinely excited about the progress.However, her optimism was soon shattered for unforeseen complications arose the moment the demolition team arrived on the scene. To her astonishment, over thirty menacing-looking individuals emerged and swiftly encircled the team, wielding an array of weapons. Their hostile intent were alarmingly apparent. Without any warning, they ruthlessly dismantled excavators, ravaged trucks, and callously injured numerous workers without a moment’s notice. The aftermath left a scene of chaos and destruction, overshadowing Joanna’s initial excitement.Upon completing their rampage, the aggressors brazenly declared, “As the steadfast residents of Myriad Village, we staunchly refuse to vacate unti