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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 111
The signal had been given, and the grand hall of the Geralt mansion began to transform from a scene of opulent celebration to one of chaos and violence. The first indication of trouble came as the wait staff -turned- assassins moved in, their true intentions revealed by the cold glint in their eyes and the sudden, coordinated movement towards Ethan and Sandra.Ethan, engaged in conversation with Sandra, caught sight of the approaching danger from the corner of his eye. His instincts kicked in, honed from years of his life on the streets. He grabbed Sandra’s arm, pulling her closer. "Something's wrong. We need to move."Sandra’s eyes widened in realization as she followed Ethan’s gaze, seeing the assassins closing in. Just then, Paul, burst through the crowd, urgency etched on his face. "Sir, ma'am, this way! Use the backdoor! Go, now!"Ethan didn’t hesitate. "Come on, Sandra," he urged, steering her towards the hidden exit Paul had indicated. Paul and the other bodyguards, trained
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 112
They would protect Ethan and Sandra, no matter the cost. The gala had been a test, and though battered, they had emerged victorious. For now.***The gala had descended into chaos, and Ethan and Sandra were sprinting through the maze-like corridors of the Geralt mansion, racing toward the backdoor. The distant sounds of battle echoed through the opulent hallways—clashing metal, grunts of effort, and the occasional cry of pain. Each step they took was a step away from the danger behind them, but the danger ahead remained unknown.Ethan’s mind raced as fast as his legs, not for himself, he could hold out on his own, rather his thoughts focused on the urgency of their escape because of Sandra who was with him. Beside him, Sandra’s breathing was heavy, her determination driving her forward. They turned corner after corner, the path to safety seeming longer with each twist and turn.“Just a bit further,” Ethan panted, casting a quick glance at Sandra. “We’re almost there.”Sandra nodded
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 113
Ethan’s thoughts were a whirlwind of fear and determination as he carried Sandra through the garden, heading towards the gate that led to the street. “Stay with me, Sandra,” he urged, his voice a desperate plea. “Just a little further.”Sandra’s eyes fluttered open, her grip on Ethan’s shirt weak but persistent. “Ethan… you’re… you’re doing great. Don’t stop.”He pushed himself harder, ignoring the burning in his muscles and the ache in his injured arm. A SUV car sped near them, coming to an abrupt stop beside them.Fear gripped Ethan thinking it was the assassins who had come to finish them off finally.The front door flew open revealing Paul coming out of the car, with blood stains on most part of his body."Quickly master Ethan, get in!" He said as he took Sandra from him and put her in the back seat.After settling Sandra in the back seat, Ethan went to the passenger seat and got in."The Hospital, Paul, quickly!" Ethan said with urgency as soon as Paul entered the car."At once
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 114
Ethan pushed open the door to Sandra’s hospital room with a mix of trepidation and relief. The morning light filtered through the blinds, casting soft shadows on the walls. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air, mingling with the faint aroma of fresh flowers someone had brought in, a desperate attempt to bring some cheer to the otherwise clinical environment.He walked quietly to Sandra’s bedside, his heart tightening at the sight of her. She lay there, pale but peaceful, her breathing steady. The bandage on her side was a stark reminder of the previous night’s violence. Ethan reached out, gently stroking her cheek, the memory of their shared kiss at the gala flooding his mind. The intimacy of that moment contrasted sharply with the chaos that had followed.Sandra stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She blinked a few times, disoriented, before focusing on Ethan. A soft smile touched her lips. “Ethan,” she whispered, her voice weak but filled with relief.“Hey, you,” Ethan s
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 115
Ethan smiled, his heart swelling with pride and affection. “Together,” he echoed, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them side by side. The battle for justice and their future had only just begun, and he was ready to fight with everything he had.***Paul sat in the driver’s seat of the car, the engine idling softly in the hospital parking lot. It was already nearing afternoon, as the sun cast a warm glow through the open windows, the breeze a welcome relief after the chaos of the previous night. He leaned back, wincing slightly as his body reminded him of the injuries he had sustained. A few plastered cuts on his face and bandages on his arms were a testament to the ferocity of the fight.His phone buzzed in the cup holder beside him. He glanced at the screen, seeing Rachel’s name flash. A small smile crept onto his face as he picked up the phone and answered.“Hey, Rachel,” he said, his voice a mix of exhaustion and relief.“Paul! I’m so glad you a
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 116
But for a few moments longer, he allowed himself to sit there, absorbing the strength he drew from his conversation with Rachel, readying himself for the battles yet to come.***Ethan gently closed the door to Sandra’s room, his mind still replaying the attack and their subsequent escape. The hospital hallway was a stark contrast to the chaos they had narrowly survived—sterile, quiet, and deceptively peaceful. As he stepped into the hallway, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He checked the screen and saw “Old Man” flashing. Taking a deep breath, he answered.“Hello” Ethan said, his voice steady but tinged with exhaustion.“Ethan, my boy,” the Old Man’s gravelly voice came through, filled with concern. “How are you holding up? I heard about the attack.”Ethan leaned against the wall, closing his eyes for a moment. “I’m alright, more or less. A few bruises, but nothing major. Sandra took a nasty hit, though. She’s recovering now.”“Damn,” the Old Man muttered, a hint of anger seeping i
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 117
The sun barely peeked through the cracks in the tin roof of Alex's makeshift room, casting a dim light over the cluttered space. The air was thick with the smell of stale sweat and smoke from the nearby factories. Alex sat on a rickety wooden stool, hunched over a small, battered radio, its surface covered in scratches and grime. His fingers trembled slightly as he turned the dial, tuning in to the familiar voice of the news reporter."...last night's shocking attack at the gala," the reporter's voice crackled through the static. "Authorities are still piecing together the details of the incident."Alex's heart pounded in his chest. He leaned closer to the radio, his breath shallow and rapid. The room seemed to close in around him, every sound amplified, every sensation heightened."Among those targeted was Ethan Anderson," the reporter continued. "The heir to one of the country's most prominent Super Houses and lead partner in the Monument Project."A wave of happiness washed over
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 118
With renewed determination, Jackson returned to his workout, each punch and lift fueled by a sense of urgency. He knew the stakes were higher than ever, and there was no room for hesitation. The game was on, and he intended to win, no matter the cost.***The morning sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows over the expansive grounds of Gerald’s mansion. The reporters, their cameras and microphones at the ready, had gathered in droves, the anticipation already visible in the cool air. The ornate gates of the mansion opened slowly, revealing a pathway lined with meticulously trimmed hedges leading up to the grand entrance. At the center of this spectacle stood Gerald, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, his demeanor a blend of composed authority and genuine concern.He stepped up to a hastily erected podium, flanked by two burly guards whose eyes scanned the crowd with an unwavering vigilance. The murmur of the assembled press hushed as Gerald approached the microphone, hi
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