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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 196
Jason returned to the woman, trying to mask the fury that still bubbled beneath his skin. The delicate balance of power he maintained with his victims was something he cherished, and Mark's incompetence threatened to shatter it. The woman's gaze met his as she tried to read his expression, but he quickly replaced his irritation with a disarming smile."Where were we?" he repeated, sliding back into his seat beside her. He placed his hand on her thigh once more, the gesture meant to reestablish control, but his mind was elsewhere, still racing with thoughts of Mark’s failure. He couldn’t afford to let loose ends linger, not when they could jeopardize everything he had carefully built.The woman leaned closer, her voice a soft murmur, "You seemed upset. Is everything okay?"Jason forced a laugh, running a hand through his hair. "Just business, sweetheart. Nothing you need to worry about." He leaned in and kissed her neck lightly, tasting the cheap perfume she wore. It was a sickly sweet
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 197
The cold, unforgiving lights of the underground ring buzzed overhead, casting eerie shadows across the gritty, sweat-stained floor. Alex could feel his heart pounding in his chest, the rapid thump echoing in his ears like the drumming of war. The crowd around him was a seething mass of bodies, their faces hidden in the gloom, save for the occasional flicker of hungry eyes or the gleam of a twisted smile. They were here for blood, and Alex could sense it—a collective thirst that hung in the air like a thick, poisonous fog."First time?" The man in the leather jacket, who had introduced himself as Mike, asked as he handed Alex a pair of worn-out gloves. They smelled of sweat and fear, the leather cracked from years of abuse.Alex nodded, his mouth dry as sandpaper. "Yeah," he croaked, barely able to get the word out. He glanced around the dingy room, his eyes taking in the faded posters of past fights plastered on the walls, the broken bottles littering the floor, and the graffiti that
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 198
The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with anticipation. Kenji’s men, who moments ago were loyal soldiers, now had a gleam of greed in their eyes. Five million dollars was a life-changing sum, enough to make even the most loyal question their allegiance.Kenji sensed the shift, his confident smirk faltering for just a fraction of a second. He had always ruled through fear, but he knew that money could sway even the most fearsome of his men. His eyes darted from one man to the next, searching for signs of betrayal. He could feel the walls closing in, his power slipping away like sand through his fingers.“What are you all waiting for?” Kenji barked, his voice laced with desperation. “You work for me! Are you really going to turn on me for money?”The old man remained calm, watching the chaos he had unleashed. His expression was unreadable, a masterful poker face that betrayed nothing. He had thrown the room into turmoil with a single sentence, and now he waited to see how
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 199
Jason’s footsteps echoed through the penthouse as he left the unconscious woman behind, the sound rhythmic and controlled—much like everything else in his life. The night was quiet, almost serene, as he moved through the darkness, but his mind was anything but calm. Every thought was a calculated move, every decision a step toward maintaining his meticulously constructed empire.He walked into his study, a room that was as cold and impersonal as the man himself. The walls were lined with books he’d never read, their spines uncracked, more for show than anything else. A large, imposing desk dominated the room, and he approached it with the same measured pace, his hand reaching for a sleek, black laptop.As the screen flickered to life, Jason’s eyes scanned through the information displayed. He was pulling up everything he had on Mark, the idiot who had almost jeopardized his entire operation. Mark had been a useful tool, but tools that became liabilities were discarded quickly. Jason h
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 200
Alex’s knees throbbed as they made contact with the gritty floor of the ring. His victory over Crusher should have felt like triumph, like a hard-earned success, but instead, it was a hollow accomplishment—one that left him both physically and mentally drained. The taste of blood lingered in his mouth, metallic and bitter, mingling with the sweat that dripped down his face. His breaths were ragged, each inhale burning as if his lungs were on fire.The crowd was still roaring, their bloodlust momentarily sated by the spectacle they had witnessed. They didn’t care who won or lost, only that they had been entertained. To them, Alex was just another fighter, another body in the ring to be cheered for or jeered at, depending on how the fight went.Mike pulled Alex to his feet, his grip firm but not without a hint of pride. "You did good, kid," he said, his voice barely audible over the noise. "Didn’t think you had it in you, but you proved me wrong."Alex swayed on his feet, struggling to
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 201
As the adrenaline began to fade, the weight of Alex's exhaustion pressed down on him like a heavy blanket. Every muscle in his body screamed in protest, each breath a reminder of the punishment he had endured. But despite the pain, there was a small spark of triumph burning within him. He had won—against all odds, he had survived the ring.Mike helped Alex to his feet, his grip firm but supportive. "You okay, kid?" he asked, his voice tinged with a mix of concern and approval.Alex nodded, though he wasn't sure how true that was. "Yeah... I think so." His voice came out raspy, barely audible over the lingering cheers of the crowd."Good. Because there's no time to celebrate. You need to get out of here, fast."Alex blinked, trying to process Mike's words. "What? Why?"Mike leaned in closer, his expression suddenly serious. "You made a name for yourself tonight, Alex. You took down Crusher—nobody does that on their first night. But that also means you've drawn attention, and not the go
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 202
FLASHBACKGerald sat in the dimly lit study, the echo of the door closing behind his assistant fading into the distance. The room, once a sanctuary of his carefully orchestrated schemes, now felt suffocating, as if the walls were closing in on him. The note with the ominous tree symbol lay on his desk like a coiled serpent, ready to strike. He leaned back in his chair, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the situation.Who were these people? The Tree Clan? The name conjured up vague memories of ancient rivalries, long-forgotten bloodlines that were supposed to have faded into obscurity. But the threat in the note was very real, and it sent a chill down Gerald's spine that he hadn’t felt in years.“Step down?” he muttered to himself, his voice filled with disbelief. “Not in this lifetime.”His mind, usually so sharp and calculated, felt clouded by the unexpected turn of events. He had underestimated Ethan, assuming the man was too weakened by scandal and betrayal to fight back
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 203
The night air was cool against Alex's sweat-slicked skin as he and Mike navigated the labyrinth of back alleys and side streets. The distant hum of the city’s nightlife buzzed in the background, a stark contrast to the silence between them. Alex’s heart still raced, not from the exertion of the fight, but from the weight of the decision he had just made. Leaving everything behind felt like trading one nightmare for another, but he knew it was the only way to stay alive.“Where exactly are we going?” Alex finally asked, his voice low as if the shadows around them might be listening.Mike didn’t slow his pace, his eyes scanning every darkened doorway and alley as they moved. “A safe house. It’s not much, but it’ll keep you out of sight until I can arrange for you to leave the city. It’s just a few blocks ahead.”Alex nodded, though unease gnawed at him. He trusted Mike—at least, as much as he could trust anyone in this world—but the uncertainty of what lay ahead made his stomach churn.
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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
Chapter 368
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
