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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 211
Somewhere across the sea...The thick atmosphere hadn't lessened one bit. Ethan and his closest guards were still staring at the man who disguised himself as a maid. The guests around them had fallen silent. Their earlier panic was replaced by a watchfulness—they wanted to know if he was the one who murdered the girl and stole her identity.Rachel was still holding the wig, her hand trembling slightly as she stared at the man’s face. It was getting worse, smeared with makeup and sweat.Ethan’s eyes narrowed. “I asked you a question. Who are you, and why are you here?”The man, now visibly shaking, didn’t respond. He seemed to be weighing his options; his eyes carefully darted around the room as if searching for an escape route. But there were none. Sandra rolled her eyes as she gave Ethan a silent look. It meant 'this person is dumb'.The others were positioned in their own ways too—Gerald stood beside him, towering and making sure he kept on sweating, while Rachel and Paul flanked Et
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It would buy him some time.Before he could respond, another guest, surely a crewman with a thick beard, decided to chime in. “Or we could just lock him in one of the storage rooms. He can’t cause trouble there. But he can eat the food in the kitchen, grab a knife, and set himself free.”Ethan sighed when the suggestions kept coming. Each suggestion was more creative than the last as the guests debated what to do with the intruder. Some wanted to beat the truth out of him, while others favored a more measured approach. But through it all, Ethan remained quiet, his mind working through the possibilities of all their suggestions.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Ethan held up his hand, silencing the room. “Enough,” he said, his voice cutting through the chatter. “We’re not throwing him overboard, and we’re not locking him in a storage room. We’ll tie him up in the kitchen, as Pal suggested. But no one is to touch him until we’ve had a chance to question him properly.”Sandra a
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“I… I can’t say,” the man stammered helplessly. “They’ll kill me if I talk.”The same old practiced talk again, Ethan noted. He was fed up, and this showed in the way his lips curled into a cold smile. “You’re already as good as dead if you don’t talk. So you might as well make it worth something.”The man’s decision to repeat his act quickly crumbled under the force of Ethan’s words. His shoulders slumped, and he let out a shuddering breath. “Alright,” he whispered, barely audible. Ethan didn't mind—as long as he said something. “I’ll tell you.”Ethan leaned back slightly, giving the man some space to breathe. “Start talking. And don’t leave anything out.”The man took a deep breath, his voice shaky but more controlled now. “I was sent to spy on you. They wanted to know what you were up to and what your plans were. They think you’re hiding something, something big.”“Who are ‘they’?” Ethan asked in a deadly, calm voice.The man hesitated again, but the look in Ethan’s eyes made him t
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 214
“I—I don't…”“I don't care.” Ethan completed it for him. “Start from the beginning. And don’t leave anything out. Not if you want to see the morning light.” There was perfect silence, and this tempted Denera. Her eyes snapped open, and her heart began to race in her chest. But she forced herself to stay still, listening carefully to Rhys' breathing beside her.She was about to do something daring. The rise and fall of his chest were steady and calm. “Up, down, up, down...” Denera counted softly. It was clear to her that Rhys was fast asleep, completely unaware of what was happening.Eventually, she let out a small, relieved sigh and slowly slipped out of bed, careful not to make any noise. The cool night air brushed against her bare skin, making her shiver slightly. She was wearing a delicate silk nightgown that was soft against her skin, with thin straps that rested on her shoulders. It made her feel less hot. The light pink fabric clung to her hips and ended just above her knees. I
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There was absolutely nothing going on between the two of them, but Gerald was making it so."What's the matter, Denera?" Gerald whispered, stepping closer. His voice was low and smooth, dripping with that usual playfulness. "Worried your darling husband might catch us?"Denera rolled her eyes, though she couldn't help the small smile that tugged at her lips. She knew Gerald was teasing. "This isn't funny, Gerald. We need to talk. Seriously."Gerald raised an eyebrow, his grin widening. "Oh, so now you want to talk? I thought you were more of an 'actions speak louder than words' kind of girl."Denera sighed, shaking her head. "You know what I mean. We need to clear the air, Gerald. We can't keep doing this." She was tired of the sneaking around, and Rhys thought it was an affair.Gerald's expression softened slightly, though the amusement never fully left his eyes. "Clear the air? About what? You and me? Or are you finally going to tell Rhys what's been going on?"He was talking about
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Gerald’s grin faded slightly, and he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Alright, alright. I get it. If you want to talk, we’ll talk. But honestly, Denera, what do you expect me to say? That I’ll just forget everything and walk away? I’m not that kind of guy."Denera frowned, her heart sinking. "So what, then? Are we just supposed to keep this up forever? Until we get caught?"Gerald leaned against the door, crossing his arms over his chest. "Maybe. Or maybe we just enjoy it while it lasts. Who knows what’ll happen tomorrow, right?"Denera sighed in exasperation, and she shook her head. "You’re impossible, Gerald. You really don’t care, do you? About what this could do to me? To Rhys?"Gerald’s expression softened again, and for a moment, Denera saw a flicker of something. But then it was gone, replaced by that familiar smirk. To her, he seemed to enjoy this. This was why she was warned against an alliance with her sworn enemy.“I care, Denera. I care more than you think. But I’
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The truth was that Rhys suspected the photos didn't lie. He had a feeling that Denera was truly having an affair with Gerald.Rhys couldn’t just lie there and wait. Quietly, he got up, moving as silently as he could, and followed her out of the room. He stayed a good distance behind, careful not to make a sound as he crept down the hallway. When he saw her knock on Gerald’s door, his heart sank. He was right.But he forced himself to stay calm, to wait, and to see what would happen next. He pressed himself against the wall, close enough to hear but far enough to avoid being seen. Soon, the door opened, and he heard Gerald’s voice. It was low and flirty.Rhys’s jaw clenched. He knew that tone all too well—Gerald was playing with her, like he always did. Rhys strained to hear, and what he caught made his blood run cold.“You’re playing a dangerous game, you know. What if Rhys wakes up and finds you gone?” Gerald’s voice was full of that same smug arrogance, like he knew he had the upper
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Jason continued in an almost amused tone. “It appears our friend here has been busy.” He paused, his gaze settling on Alex. “Care to explain these lovely marks?”Alex’s mouth was dry, but he managed to stammer, “Just…just some business. I needed to lay low.”“That was what the other guys said…” Jason’s expression darkened. “Lay low? Or are you trying to prove something?” His voice grew sharper. “It seems like you’ve been getting yourself into trouble—trouble that might just put a damper on our operations.”Without waiting for a response, Jason waved a hand dismissively. “Enough talk. I don’t appreciate loose ends, especially ones that come with bruises and baggage.”He turned to his men. “Show him how we deal with such disappointments.”Alex’s blood ran cold as Jason’s men began to advance on him. This was it. He was right… The operation Jason was talking about was a new raid on the Ethan Anderson House. He was supposed to lead the raid today, except the underground fight was somehow
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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
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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
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
