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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 101
As he contemplated the impending downfall of Ethan, a sense of satisfaction filled him. The board was set, and he was about to declare checkmate, Ethan would learn the hard way that in this game, there could only be one winner.***The day progressed normally, with nothing out of the ordinary, but tonight, something new had stirred. The air was thick with an electric tension as if the city itself held its breath, waiting.In the heart of the night, a black car glided through the deserted streets, its polished surface reflecting the pale glow of streetlights. The car was a silent phantom, moving with a purpose that brooked no interference. It was a vehicle designed for the discerning few, those whose names were known in whispers and whose presence was felt in the shifting tides of power.The car stopped before a wrought iron gate, behind which stood a mansion shrouded in darkness. The mansion was a relic of old wealth, its grandeur hidden behind tall, ivy-covered walls. The gate open
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 102
The man turned away from the window, his mind already calculating the next move in a game only he could see.***The rhythmic thud of fists meeting punching bag echoed through gym. Ethan's muscles rippled with each powerful strike, sweat glistening on his tanned skin under the dim, lights. The gym had always been his safe space, a place where he can gather his thoughts and let out all stress and pent up feelings.His eyes were fully locked on the punching bag in front of him, but his mind was sorting and arranging a whole lot of other things. A steady, controlled breathing pattern accompanied his movements, his eyes focused and unyielding.The silence was interrupted by the soft, almost hesitant, creak of the gym's heavy oak door. Ethan paused, mid-punch, glancing over his shoulder. Standing at the entrance was Hera, the maid of the house. She looked slightly out of place in the austere, almost Spartan, environment of the gym. Hera, held a pristine white envelope in her gloved hand
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 103
The Geralt gala was an arena, and she was ready to enter it with all the poise and precision she was known for. The stakes were high, but so were the rewards. And Sandra Walton was never one to shy away from a challenge.She knew Gerald well. She knew there was more to the gala but she couldn't figure it out. It was a stage after all, and she was ready to play her part to perfection.***Sunlight streamed through the expansive windows of the mansion's huge hall, casting a warm glow on the plush furniture and polished wood floors. Denera sat on a sleek leather sofa, her back straight, eyes focused. Across from her, Gerald leaned against a grand piano, his arms crossed, a contemplative look on his face. The room, adorned with tasteful art and fresh flowers, was a testament to elegance and power.Denera glanced around, appreciating the sophisticated setting. "I must say, Gerald," she began, her voice steady and measured, "you have outdone yourself with this place. It’s the perfect setti
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 104
The upcoming gala was more than a social event, and in the heart of it all, Gerald and Denera reveled in the knowledge that they were the architects of the chaos to come.***The room was a crypt of shadows, lit only by the flickering flames of a solitary fireplace. Dark, heavy curtains draped over the tall windows, blocking out the sunlight and creating an atmosphere thick with foreboding. The walls were lined with ancient books, their spines cracked and worn, holding within them tales of dark knowledge and forbidden secrets. A mahogany desk dominated the center of the room, its surface cluttered with old maps, cryptic notes, and ominous artifacts.Seated behind the desk was a figure cloaked in darkness, the mysterious man who had just arrived in the City. His eyes, sharp and calculating, glinted in the firelight as he studied a parchment covered in arcane symbols. The silence was punctuated by the rhythmic ticking of an old grandfather clock in the corner.A soft knock on the doo
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 105
At one end of the hall, a raised stage was set for the night's performances and speeches. The stage backdrop was a luxurious velvet curtain, rich in color and texture, which added an air of theatricality to the setting. Flanking the stage, two grand pianos stood ready, their polished ebony surfaces gleaming under the lights.Discreetly placed around the hall were various lounges and alcoves, furnished with plush sofas and armchairs, where guests could retreat for more intimate conversations. These spaces were decorated with an impeccable attention to detail, from the soft, ambient lighting to the strategically placed art pieces and fresh flowers.Every aspect of the hall, from the grand architecture to the minute details, spoke of unparalleled luxury and sophistication. It was a place designed not just to host an event, but to create an unforgettable experience, leaving an indelible impression on every guest who crossed its threshold.***The evening was poised on the cusp of grande
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 106
"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome." Gerald's voice echoed through the hall bringing it to a complete silence.***"Distinguished guests, esteemed friends, and honored colleagues," Gerald began, his voice resonating with a blend of authority and warmth. "It is both an honor and a privilege to welcome you all to the Geralt estate this evening. Tonight, we gather not just to celebrate, but to reaffirm the bonds that tie us together as leaders, innovators, and custodians of a proud legacy."He paused, allowing his gaze to sweep across the room, taking in the faces of some of the most influential people in the country. "For generations, the Geralt family has stood as a pillar of strength, integrity, and ambition. We have weathered the storms of history, emerging stronger and more united with each passing era. This mansion, this very hall, is a testament to our enduring legacy."Gerald's eyes sparkled with a mix of pride and determination. "But tonight is not just about reflecting on the pas
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 107
Ethan moved to the edge of the hall, seeking a moment of solitude to gather his thoughts. He glanced around, seeing the faces of the elite, each one a potential ally or adversary.***He knew he couldn’t trust anyone completely, but he needed a plan. Jason’s threat was real, and the clock was ticking. The project was too important, not just for him, but for everyone involved. He couldn’t let Jason’s envy and hatred derail it.As he stood there, lost in thought, a familiar voice broke through his reverie. "Ethan, there you are."Ethan turned to see Sandra Walton approaching, her emerald gown shimmering in the soft light. She was one of the few people he had come to trust, she was his partner after all."Sandra," he said, forcing a smile. "I didn’t expect to see you here."She returned his smile, but her eyes were sharp, perceptive. "I could say the same about you. You look like you’ve seen a ghost. What’s wrong?"Ethan hesitated for a moment, then decided to confide in her. "It's nothi
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 108
With a sigh, The Old Man took another sip of whiskey, his eyes still locked on the screen. The gala continued, but for the Old Man, it was a reminder of the ever-present dangers that lurked in the shadows. And he was determined to protect Ethan from them, no matter the cost.***The Geralt gala was in full swing, the grandeur of the evening unfolding in a seamless blend of elegance and opulence.Beneath the dazzling chandeliers and among the glittering guests, a tension simmered just below the surface. Sandra, the only female heir in the county and business partner of Ethan in the Monument Project, navigated the crowd with the poise of a seasoned socialite. Her gown shimmered under the lights, drawing admiring glances and whispered compliments.Across the room, Denera, a figure equally striking in her own right, observed Sandra with a predatory gaze. Denera had always coveted the position Sandra held in the Monument Project, a coveted endeavor that promised substantial influence and
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