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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
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 119
The dimly lit room, hidden beneath layers of concrete and secrecy, exuded an air of clandestine operations. This was the very place where Denera and Gerald had convened before, plotting their machinations away from prying eyes. — The Serpent's DenThe walls were adorned with detailed maps and surveillance photos. A single, flickering light bulb hung from the ceiling, casting elongated shadows that danced menacingly around the room.Gerald arrived first, his footsteps echoing through the narrow corridor that led to the room. He took a seat at the old wooden table in the center, its surface scarred from years of use. Moments later, Denera entered, her presence as commanding as ever. She walked with a purpose, her heels clicking sharply against the concrete floor.“Gerald,” she greeted, taking her seat opposite him. Her eyes were sharp, her demeanor exuding both confidence and frustration.“Denera,” he replied, a slight nod acknowledging her arrival.They sat in silence for a moment,
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 120
For now, they would wait, biding their time, gaining the trust of their enemies, and preparing for the final act of their elaborate play. The shadows were their ally, and in the darkness, they thrived.***Denera walked briskly through the iron gates of the Lockwood mansion, the gravel crunching beneath her designer heels. The sprawling estate was bathed in the late afternoon sun, its grandeur a stark contrast to the shadowy meeting she had just left. She could feel the weight of the conversation with Gerald lingering in her mind, but she pushed it aside as she approached the grand entrance. There were other matters to attend to, namely her brother Jason.As she stepped into the cool, marbled foyer, she heard the faint strains of classical music playing from the living room. The air was scented with the faint aroma of fresh roses, likely a new addition from their housekeeper. Denera walked with purpose, her heels clicking against the polished floor, until she reached the thresho
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 121
He could only hope that her plan would work and that they would emerge from this unscathed.Furthermore, he needed their House in order as he set out to being his own schemes.***Ethan and Paul arrived at the Majestic Skies Building, its gleaming facade reflecting the afternoon sun. As they approached, Ethan noticed a throng of reporters gathered at the gate, their presence a clear indication that the news of last night’s attack had spread quickly. “Paul, pull over,” Ethan instructed, his voice calm but authoritative. “I need to address them before we go in.”Paul nodded and maneuvered the car to a stop near the gate. Ethan took a deep breath, steeling himself for the inevitable barrage of questions. As soon as he stepped out of the car, the reporters surged forward, their voices a chaotic blend of questions and shouts.“Mr. Anderson! Over here!”“Can you tell us what happened last night?”“Do you know who’s responsible for the attack?”Ethan raised his hand, his expression comman
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 122
The mansion of the mysterious man, perched on the outskirts of town, was a fortress of shadow and secrecy. Its tall, iron gates and high walls cloaked in creeping ivy hinted at the power and wealth hidden within. Inside, the grandeur of the mansion was both opulent and imposing, with dark wood paneling, heavy velvet drapes, and intricate chandeliers casting ghostly reflections on polished floors.In the heart of this labyrinthine mansion was the office of the mysterious man, a place where sunlight fought to penetrate. The office was a large room with floor-to-ceiling windows, though the heavy drapes were drawn back just enough for narrow slivers of sunlight to pierce the gloom. These rays of light created an ethereal effect, casting long shadows and making it nearly impossible to see the face of the man who sat at the desk. The air was thick with the scent of aged leather and tobacco, mingling with a hint of something more exotic and elusive.A large flat-screen TV was mounted on
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 123
He was a man with deep roots and wide-reaching branches, and nothing could topple him—not an attack, not a shifting power dynamic, and certainly not the unseen enemies lurking in the shadows.***Denera stood in the hallway of the hospital, the sterile smell of antiseptic mingling with the muted hum of activity. Nurses and doctors moved with purpose, their soft-soled shoes barely making a sound on the polished floors. Denera’s heels clicked as she approached Sandra’s room, each step a reminder of the tension she carried with her. The light from the overhead fluorescents cast a cold, clinical glow, contrasting sharply with the warm, morning sun streaming through the windows at the end of the corridor.Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door to Sandra’s room. The air inside was tinged with the scent of fresh flowers and the beeping of monitors provided a steady, rhythmic background noise. Sandra lay propped up on her bed, her eyes sharp despite the pallor of her skin. “Dener
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 124
Denera took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders as she walked towards her car. The game was far from over, and she was determined to emerge victorious, no matter the cost.***Ethan settled into his leather chair, the weight of the day pressing on his shoulders. His office at the Majestic Skies Building was an oasis of calm amidst the storm, the floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the city skyline. The sun streamed in, casting long shadows that danced across the room. Rachel had just left to fetch the files he needed, and Ethan took a moment to collect his thoughts, his mind still reeling from the events of the past 24 hours.The soft knock on the door brought him back to the present. Rachel poked her head in, her expression cautious. "Mr. Anderson, Mr. Gerald is here to see you."Ethan nodded, rising from his chair. "Send him in."Gerald entered the office, his presence commanding as always. He was impeccably dressed in a tailored charcoal suit, a crisp white s
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