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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 169
The room warmed Rachel, taking some of her heat away and remaining just enough to make her feel flustered. The surprise had just been evident on Rachel's face because Paul asked.“What is it?”“This place isn't what I expected.”“Oh yeah? What did you expect?” Rachel had no reply to that.They walked to a quiet corner of the lobby, where a small table and two chairs waited. Rachel stood, still feeling a bit nervous, while Paul remained standing for a moment, watching her. He didn't offer her a chair.They both stared."I wanted to talk to you about something important," Paul said, finally sitting down. His tone was serious, but the amused look in his eyes remained.Rachel nodded, waiting for him to continue, her heart pounding in her chest. Paul didn't say anything for awhile. “Take your seat.” She offered, like this was her treat.Paul complied immediately, and Rachel was impressed by his composure. Swallowing her worries, she took the initiative.She raised her eyes, filled with
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 170
This had to be the most peaceful sleep Rachel had enjoyed since she saw Mr.Mcdave acting weird at the office. She had been having nightmares about him catching her spying on him and her frantic attempts to cover her tracks. But tonight, wrapped in the soft warmth of Paul’s couch, those nightmares seemed a world away.She drifted into a deep slumber, the gentle hum of the rain against the windows providing a soothing backdrop. The bed was really comfortable, with a fluffy blanket draped over her. Rachel felt a sense of safety here, something she always felt whenever she was with paul. Even with the storm raging outside, she was cocooned in a bubble of calm.Her dreams were free of Mr. Mcdave menacing glare and the stress that had been plaguing her. Instead, her mind wandered through peaceful scenes, where she explored fruity gardens, far from the annoying chaos of her waking work life.But just as she began to relax completely, her phone blared loudly from the nearby table, shatte
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 171
“you are. I don’t want you to think about it. Master Ethan won’t blame you.”“I have a feeling this is tied to a lot of crazy things happening in the office, especially with Jason breathing down our necks.”“I know. It might get worse from here.” Paul sighed, lost in his own thoughts, forgetting that a smart woman was sitting beside him, watching.Rachel couldn’t agree more. It was going to get worse. Many people were out for Master Ethan’s fame, position, and life.No one wanted to know what he endured to get to this point. It was actually disappointing.“I am here to keep you safe.”Rachel scoffed. “Don’t be so cheesy. Yes, I was employed by the old man to keep Master Ethan safe.”“Now I’ve added another to the list,” Paul said shamelessly, causing Rachel to blush furiously.No words were exchanged between them until they arrived at the office. It was when Rachel passed by the mirror that she realized what a mess she was. Her hair was frizzy, her clothes were rumpled, and her makeu
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 172
Rachel kept her demeanor calm, despite looking like a fish out of water. It took years of working with the old man to maintain her composure. She wasn’t threatened by the press. “No comment.”The microphone was shoved in her face instantly. “A controversy has been going around concerning this. Ethan Anderson is trying to cover up his crimes by initiating some office fire…”Anger flared in Rachel’s heart. “No comment.”The man was about to continue when he felt someone large behind him. Before he could say another word, Paul grabbed his collar from behind.“The lady says no comment,” Paul boomed, dropping the man.The man managed to land on his feet. He straightened his shirt indignantly. “I will ignore this assault.”Rachel scoffed. “Aren’t you from DN Media? You are the lowest and don’t work for any of the houses. Why are you here?”“My name is Bruce! And I will have you know that someone will…” He trailed off, realizing how stupid he sounded. Rachel had purposely changed the situat
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 173
Denera sighed heavily. It had been three days with no news from Gerald. She was restless from her wild imaginations of how things should be. But just as she was about to call him, her phone rang loudly. It was Jason. A false smile formed on her face, even though she knew Jason couldn’t see it. “Hey, dear brother. What's the occasion?” Her voice was quirky and kind, opposite to her stiff face. But her smile quickly faded as Jason spoke, telling her of the latest news.“A fire? What's your source?”Jason’s voice crackled with excitement. “Turn on the television.”With the same excitement that bubbled through Jason, Denera grabbed the television remote, switching it on. The television shimmered, showing a picture of Ethan, his multi-dollar company, and a picture of it burning.It gave off a charred vibe that confused Denera a bit. How could this happen? She continued on the phone, gushing. “How magnificent!” This had certainly lifted her mood.Jason continued on the other line. “One of
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 174
“A coincidence?” Denera hissed. Her voice was quiet, but filled with evil. “Those documents were crucial! Do you have any idea what you’ve done? You’ve jeopardized everything!”“You think this is my fault? I didn’t start the fire Besides, those documents were supposed to be secure. Maybe you should have planned better.” Jason snapped back.As soon as those words left his mouth, Denera's rage boiled over the reserve. Her face turned red, and her ears elongated furiously as she gripped the phone tightly. “You incompetent fool! This was supposed to be simple. You have resources to get the project documents, cover our tracks, and move forward. Now we’re left scrambling! How will you ever be perfect, Jason, if you fail this one job?” She knew her brother's tendency to be perfect and used it against him.“Enough, Denera,” Jason growled. “Blaming each other won’t fix this. We need to salvage what we can and move forward.”Denera took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. “Fine. But t
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 175
Meanwhile, as soon as Gerald hung up the phone with Denera, a wicked smile spread across his face. He stopped drumming his fingers, leaning back in his chair to cackle softly. Denera didn't seem to carry the trait of her ancestors, as she was damn easy to manipulate. Or so he thought.Gerald’s thoughts were interrupted by a knock at his door. His assistant, a sharp-eyed man, stepped in nervously. “Sir, we’ve received some interesting intel from our source at the company.”Who knew Ethan's company would be filled with many spies from the other houses? This news had Gerald’s eyes gleaming with interest. “Go on.”The message was simple and short. “It seems there’s more to this fire than meets the eye. Ethan’s grip on his company is slipping.”Gerald’s smile dropped. “That's it?” Then he leaned forward with a much larger smile. “It would be hard for the project to continue. A lot of scandals are beginning to come in his name. “Excellent. Keep feeding me information. The more chaos there
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 176
###Jason seethed with anger after hanging up with Denera. He slammed his phone down, burning with sheer bitterness and hatred.They were all directed toward one thing: failure. It wasn’t just the phone call that had enraged him; it was the constant feeling of being belittled and used. Denera was his younger sister, and despite being the head of their House, she had always been the best. To the extent that at some point, she was seen by the rest of the family as a candidate for the next heir.Unlikely, but not impossible. She had always schemed an opportunity to treat him like a pawn, a mere errand boy in her grand schemes. Every time something went wrong, it was Jason who had to clean up the mess, while Denera got all the glory.Jason was the perfect heir in every sense, but no one wanted to see it except him. “Always me,” he muttered under his breath, pacing his cluttered office. He glared at the counterfeit documents his sister wanted with malice. “Always the one to blame. Doe
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The warmth of a quiet morning bathed Rhys and Denera in soft golden light as they sat together on a wide sofa in their tastefully decorated living room. The chaos that had consumed their lives for months felt like a distant memory. Denera rested her head on Rhys’s chest, his arm draped protectively around her. Their hands were intertwined, fingers lightly brushing against each other—a silent vow to never let go. "I still can’t believe we’re here," Denera murmured, her voice carrying a blend of disbelief and gratitude. Rhys tilted her chin up, his piercing gaze meeting hers. "We fought for this, Denera. We’ve been through hell, but we came out stronger. I don’t just love you—I’m in awe of you." She smiled, her cheeks tinged with a soft blush. "And I’m in awe of us. Let’s promise to never let anything or anyone come between us again." Rhys leaned down and kissed her gently. "Not a chance. We’re unbreakable now." The two sat in silence for a moment, basking in the tranquility
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The morning sun bathed the city in a golden hue as a soft breeze carried the fragrance of blooming flowers. A week has passed and normalcy has somewhat returned. It was a perfect day, fitting for an event of such grandeur. The wedding of Paul and Rachel-the moment everyone had been waiting for had finally arrived. The venue was a masterpiece: one of the most magnificent halls in the city, renowned for its towering crystal chandeliers and intricately carved marble pillars. From the outside, the building glistened with a mix of modern architectural elegance and timeless charm. Inside, the hall was transformed into a dreamland. A canopy of white roses and orchids draped across the ceiling, interspersed with tiny, twinkling lights that mimicked a starry night. Golden chairs lined the aisle, their backs adorned with silk ribbons and floral arrangements. At the center, a raised platform housed an altar framed by cascading vines and glittering drapery. Guests began to arrive, dress
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The dim light of Alex’s makeshift room flickered, casting shadows on the cracked walls and the scattered remnants of his old life. He sat on the edge of a wooden crate, methodically strapping his gear into place. His breaths were steady, but his eyes burned with purpose. Tonight was the night. This was what he had been training for—the moment he would finally free Laurel and eliminate Jason. Alex picked up his blade, its polished steel glinting in the faint light. He ran his fingers over the edge, testing its sharpness. A small scar on his knuckle caught his eye—a reminder of all the battles he’d fought leading up to this. He glanced at the photo of Laurel taped to the wall, her smile a beacon of hope amidst his darkened world. “This is it,” he muttered to himself. “For you, Laurel.”With his weapons secured and resolve hardened, Alex stood, pulling his hood over his head. He left the room without a glance back, the door creaking shut behind him.---The screen went black, the t
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The sound of tires crunching over the gravel driveway broke the stillness of the evening as Rhys and Denera pulled up to Gerald’s sprawling mansion. The mansion stood like a fortress, its grand columns illuminated by golden lights that cast long shadows across the well-manicured grounds. As their sleek black car came to a halt, the doors swung open, and the pair stepped out, their presence commanding the attention of everyone nearby.Rhys adjusted the cuffs of his tailored suit, his sharp features set in a calm but deadly expression. Beside him, Denera exuded quiet confidence, her heels clicking against the pavement as she moved. She wore a crimson trench coat, her eyes glinting with a dangerous mix of fury and satisfaction.The heavy front doors of the mansion creaked open, and Gerald emerged with his ever-present smirk plastered on his face. He was flanked by a small squad of armed guards, their weapons gleaming under the lights. Gerald was impeccably dressed, his dark green sui
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The Anderson mansion was eerily quiet, the moonlight casting a pale glow over the scene of destruction. Ethan and Paul stood amidst the chaos, their eyes fixed on the lifeless bodies of Jackson and Sebastian sprawled across the bloodied garden. The heavy scent of iron lingered in the air, mixing with the faint rustle of leaves. Ethan’s chest heaved as he struggled to steady his breath, his shirt torn and stained with sweat and blood.Paul glanced at Ethan, concern etched on his face. "You good?" he asked, his voice low but steady.Ethan nodded, though exhaustion weighed on every inch of his body. He pulled out his phone, his hands trembling slightly, and dialed Sandra’s number. The ringing seemed to stretch on forever until her voice finally came through.“Ethan…” Sandra’s voice was weak, barely a whisper. Ethan’s stomach tightened. “Sandra, what happened? Are you okay?” he demanded, his tone laced with panic.There was a pause, and then she spoke again, her words strained. “Sebas
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The Walton Mansion stood as a fortress of elegance, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, its high walls and elaborate architecture a testament to wealth and power. But tonight, the serenity of the estate was shattered. The elite strike team, led by Kiara, moved like shadows through the sprawling grounds, their movements silent yet deliberate.A muffled cry broke the stillness as one of the outer guards was taken down swiftly. Kiara stood in the shadows, her piercing gaze fixed on the mansion ahead. Her dark combat attire blended seamlessly with the night, and a wicked smile played on her lips. **This would be a night the Waltons would never forget.**“Move in,” she ordered, her voice low but commanding. Her team obeyed without hesitation, their precision and ruthlessness evident in every step. Inside the mansion, alarms blared as guards scrambled to defend their employer’s home. Shots were fired, echoing through the grand hallways, but the elite team was unrelenting. They moved w
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The garden lay in eerie silence after the brutal fight between Ethan and Jackson. The once-pristine space was a battlefield, littered with trampled flowers and streaks of blood. Ethan leaned against the marble fountain, his chest heaving as he wiped sweat and blood from his face. His body screamed in protest with every movement, exhaustion weighing heavily on him.The cool night breeze did little to calm the storm within him. He glanced at Jackson’s lifeless body sprawled on the ground, his neck twisted at an unnatural angle. Ethan closed his eyes for a moment, trying to steady his breathing. **One battle down, but this war is far from over.**The sound of measured footsteps shattered the silence.Ethan’s eyes snapped open, his body tensing as a tall figure emerged from the shadows. Sebastian. Dressed in a dark suit, the Tree House leader carried himself with the air of a predator who had finally cornered his prey. His piercing gaze fell on Jackson’s corpse, and his expression twis
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The Anderson mansion loomed like a fortress under the moonlight, its pristine marble façade glinting ominously. The sprawling gardens surrounding it were immaculately kept, their beauty now cloaked in shadows as the night deepened. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, but the tension hanging in the air was palpable.Jackson stepped out of the black SUV parked just beyond the gates, his heavy boots crunching against the gravel. He adjusted his leather gloves, the corners of his mouth curling into a grin that promised violence. The security guards at the gates eyed him warily, but he had been granted access. The intercom buzzed before one of the guards spoke, “You’ve been cleared to enter. Proceed to the garden.”Jackson raised an eyebrow, intrigued.” So, Ethan knew I was coming. Typical. The man had a flair for theatrics, after all.” Jackson strode confidently through the gates, his hand brushing against the hilt of the blade strapped to his side. The adrenaline surged in his vein
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The grand hall of the Tree Symbol House was bathed in the warm, flickering glow of the fireplace, but the heat from the flames was nothing compared to the tension simmering in the room. Sebastian sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his sharp features etched with anticipation. Around him, the inner circle of the Tree Symbol House sat silently, their faces illuminated by the massive flat-screen television mounted on the wall. Kiara, Sebastian’s second-in-command, leaned back in her chair, her sharp, calculating eyes fixed on the news broadcast. Jackson, the most aggressive of the enforcers, stood near the window, arms crossed, his reflection distorted against the glass as he waited for orders like a loaded weapon. The rest of the members sat quietly, their unease palpable in the dimly lit room.The anchor on the television wore a neutral expression, but her words carried the weight of a bombshell. “Breaking news tonight: The court has found Ethan Anderson innocent of all cha
