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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 187
Jason’s apartment door clicked open, and he led the woman inside with a playful grin. They were both giggling like teenagers, the excitement clear in their voices.“Come on, let’s have some fun,” Jason said, his voice full of false sweetness. He tugged at the woman’s clothes with eager hands, pulling her dress over her head. She laughed, her cheeks flushed with anticipation.Jason’s hands roamed over her bare skin as he guided her through the dimly lit hallway. His touch was deliberate and exploratory, lingering on her curves and making her shiver. He kissed her neck, whispering in her ear, “You look even better without those clothes.”The woman moaned softly, her fingers tracing along his shoulders as they continued to move through the apartment. “I can’t wait to see what else you have planned,” she whispered back.Jason’s hands wandered lower, gently brushing her hips and thighs. “Oh, we’re just getting started,” he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. “I want to make sure you
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 188
The dinner left everyone from the four houses speechless. They realized they could never match Ethan's level of wealth and power. Ethan had set up this event to show just how far above them he was. To him, this was just a glimpse of his immense fortune, a way to prove that his riches were on a whole different level.House Anderson, with their old-school power, could buy out entire governments if they wanted to. But their deep sense of humility—something Ethan had inherited—kept them from using their power recklessly. Tonight, though, Ethan wasn’t holding back. He wanted to make it clear to those who had wronged him and set his company on fire that they were dealing with something way beyond their understanding.He was sending a clear message that their actions had serious consequences.The yacht was something to see: a floating palace of white and gold, gliding through the dark waters and leaving a soft ripple behind. The yacht master beamed with pride as he expertly docked the vessel
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 189
Ethan didn't go far.When he left the dining room, the air outside felt heavy and stifling. Thoughts of the symbol gave him problems. He leaned against the railing, gazing out over the dark waters. His mind raced through the evening’s events, his plan unraveling faster than he had anticipated. The reactions to the tree symbol had been more revealing than he could have hoped—each guest’s discomfort hinted at deeper secrets.This was his plan. Ethan patiently waited for each of them to come to him. A slow smile spread around his face. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. It was curvy. Realizing who that was, Ethan's smile slipped off. It was Sandra Walton. As her facial expression was revealed under the lights, her earlier confidence was replaced by an uneasy expression.She approached Ethan, her voice low. “Ethan, I need to talk to you. It’s important.”Ethan cleared his throat. He had been waiting for this moment. He just hoped it was related to the letter or something that co
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 190
Mark raised his hands. “I still have something to say.”Everyone groaned, and Sandra lost her temper. “Okay, that's it. Just shut up, Mark. Not everyone needs your opinion.”“I was going to say that I saw that symbol somewhere.”Ethan froze and slowly turned to Mark. “What did you just say?”Mark shrugged and picked up a bottle of wine from the floor. “I said, I did see...”Sandra rolled her eyes. “Ethan, have you forgotten that we have thirteen people upstairs waiting for your speech? They need to get this boat moving!”“It’s a yacht, Sandra,” Gerald mocked with delight.“Potato, potato,” she retorted, climbing the short stairs back. Halfway up, she stopped. “Everyone should be upstairs in five minutes! I am done with all of you acting like children instead of heirs.” With that, she huffed and puffed her way upstairs.Ethan nodded, waving for everyone to leave except Mark. “Mark, stay behind, and Paul, you too.” This was in case Mark wanted to try something terrible. Paul was there f
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 191
A spy? Ethan's eyes widened. “How do you know she works for me?”Mark scratched the back of his head. “Well, she's wearing the signal of the House of Anderson as a headband.”It was true. Ethan noticed the image of a fierce lion on her headband. “So you recognized her with that. Was she wearing it that day too?”Mark nodded. “Yes, she was.”“Why didn't you call for help or something?”“I thought she was sent by you, and when I tried to confront her, she set the room ablaze. You know what happened after that.”Ethan stood akimbo. He couldn't believe his ears. “You are an important person, Mr. Mark David. You have a seat on the board, and your words are usually acknowledged more than Rachel's. Why do you keep acting like you aren't one of us?” It baffled Ethan why the man kept acting like he was inferior. “You could have told me.”Mark gave him a nervous laugh. “Mr. Ethan! I do that out of respect. I know I can never measure up to the houses. Moreover, Rachel shuts me up.”“Nonsense!” E
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 192
Jason regarded him wearily. He didn't seem to be part of his men because they knew how to be quiet. He must be new, and Jason knew they weren't hiring. “Who the hell are you?”The man stepped forward from the crowd, his face grim. “I’m Alex,” he said. “I’m the one who found him. I was on patrol when I discovered him in an abandoned place a few miles from here.”Jason turned to his men. “Is that so? Was he really patrolling, or did he drop him there?”The three men nodded, and one of them spoke. “We didn't see him drop the body. Roland was already weak.”“Why was he there?”Alex shrugged, his expression unreadable. “I don’t know. By the time I got to him, he was barely alive. I tried to get him help, but it was too late.”“How come you are bruised?” Jason was still suspicious. He didn't dare to trust anyone.Alex chuckled nervously. “Ah, this?” He gestured to his body. “It's nothing.” When he saw that Jason wasn't buying his cuteness, he frowned. “I fell into a ditch.”“You fell into a
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 193
The old man’s hands were tightly bound, and he felt them go numb as he was pushed into a large cage. “You promised I’d be free,” he said through clenched teeth.“I can’t let you go,” Kenji snapped back. “When you mentioned the name Anderson, I realized I had to keep you here. I’m the Mafia boss of this crew.”“You tricked me,” the old man spat. “Why?”“Because it benefits me,” Kenji replied, his voice cold. “You could be worth a lot of money. Ready to negotiate?”The old man swallowed hard, feeling trapped. Ethan had told him he could buy his freedom with money. But the old man was up to something. He was here for a reason, and he wouldn't let it go to waste. “I work for Ethan Anderson. If you think using me to get to him is a good idea, you’re making a mistake. He won’t be easy to deal with.”Kenji’s face hardened. “That’s not my problem. I’m interested in what you’re worth.”The old man took a deep breath. “You want money? Fine. But you’ll need to understand that Ethan doesn’t deal
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 194
Ethan was aghast. The security footage was missing. It could only mean one thing—someone among them had taken it.“If you visited the security room, to the left, If you didn't, to the right.”Everyone began to grumble, moving left and right. As the guests shuffled to the left or right, Ethan kept a sharp eye on the room. He tried to pick out anything unusual. He scanned their faces, their clothing, and their mannerisms like hawks, hoping to catch the slightest hint of anyone who didn't belong. Beside him, Rachel and Paul moved closer to him, joining in the scrutiny. Their eyes darted from person to person.“Keep a sharp eye out,” Ethan instructed, his voice low. “Remember, someone here is behind all this.” Just then, his gaze fell on a figure moving awkwardly, trying too hard to blend in. It was a woman dressed in what appeared to be a maid’s uniform. Her hair was hidden beneath a bonnet, and her face was covered with heavy makeup. The outfit was clearly an attempt to blend in as a se
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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
Chapter 375
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
Chapter 374
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
Chapter 373
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
Chapter 372
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
Chapter 371
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
Chapter 370
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
Chapter 369
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
