From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare

Chapter 243

The underground chamber remained cloaked in silence after the chilling laughter of the clown-masked man faded. His loyal followers still knelt before him, heads low, bodies trembling with a mixture of fear and reverence. The torches flickered, casting distorted shadows across the rough stone walls. There was a sense of foreboding that clung to the air, thick and suffocating, as if the darkness itself was listening to every word spoken.

The man in the mask, still seated on his high chair, shifted slightly, his gloved fingers tapping once more on the armrest. He spoke again, his voice softer now, but no less dangerous. "The guest you mentioned—the one trying to interfere—who is he?" His tone was cold, the question hanging like a blade over the heads of his subordinates.

One of the kneeling figures, a man with a thin build and shaky hands, dared to speak. "His name is… Anderson, sir. Ethan Anderson. He’s been digging into our operations, trying to connect us to the bigger moves we've mad