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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 252
The evening sun cast a soft golden glow over the Anderson mansion, illuminating its majestic exterior as Ethan stepped through the front door. The day's work had been long and tedious, but being back home offered a sense of solace. As he entered, the cool, serene atmosphere of the mansion greeted him—large glass windows showcased the picturesque garden outside, and the soft hum of the air conditioning made the interior feel refreshing. The mansion, with its vast halls and lavish décor, always had an air of tranquility, a stark contrast to the chaotic world outside.Ethan quietly made his way upstairs, his mind drifting to Sandra. Ever since she had started staying at the mansion, his protective instincts had grown stronger. He hadn’t seen her since the morning, and he figured it was best to check on her before retreating to his study. As he approached the guest room where she had been staying, he slowly pushed the door open. The room was dimly lit, the soft light filtering through
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 253
The low hum of the engine cut through the silence of the secluded street as a sleek, black car with tinted windows pulled up to a shadowed corner. The vehicle moved like a phantom, coming to an abrupt halt, its engine purring softly before dying out. The moon’s light barely touched the car’s polished surface, giving it an aura of mystery. No streetlights illuminated this forgotten corner of the city, adding to the sense of isolation that clung to the atmosphere like a thick fog.The back door of the car clicked open, and Denera quickly slid inside, closing the door behind her with an audible thud. Her movements were deliberate, cautious, as if the shadows themselves might be watching. She glanced around the darkened interior of the car and met Gerald’s gaze. He sat across from her, leaning back with a calm expression, though the tension in his posture was palpable. The small space between them felt stifling, charged with a mixture of anticipation and unease.“We can’t keep meeting
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 254
The sun filtered through the tall glass windows of the Majestic Skies Building, casting long shadows across Ethan’s expansive office. The room was immaculate, as always, with sleek, modern furniture and subtle decor that reflected power and authority. The air was cool from the central air conditioning, and the faint hum of the city below felt like a distant whisper in this high-rise sanctuary.Ethan sat behind his large mahogany desk, surrounded by an avalanche of paperwork. It was as if the world had decided to place all of its burdens directly onto his desk that morning. Documents were stacked in neat piles, ranging from various project updates, financial reports, and progress briefs for the monument project—a cornerstone of his ambitions. As the leader of one of the most powerful houses, Ethan had grown accustomed to this level of pressure, but today felt different. The weight of everything had grown heavier since the last meeting with the other house leaders.His fingers move
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 255
The late afternoon sun streamed through the tall windows of the Rhodes mini house, casting long shadows across the polished wooden floors. This particular house, one of many the Rhodes family had built across the city and country, was Rhys’ refuge. Though modest compared to the grand estate that was their primary residence, this place held a special significance. He had always been fond of it, remembering how his parents would bring him here when he was a boy. Back then, it was a retreat from the pressures of the outside world—a sanctuary. But today, the house felt different. It felt suffocating, as though the walls themselves were closing in on him. Rhys paced up and down the living room, the heavy silence of the house broken only by the sound of his footsteps. His mind was spinning, replaying the events of that fateful day over and over again. The image of Jason standing there, his face a mask of calm as he exposed Denera’s treachery, was seared into Rhys’ mind. Jason hadn’t rais
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 255
The room was dimly lit, a small lamp casting long shadows across the aged furniture and weathered walls of the Anderson safe house. The old man sat on the edge of his bed, his back hunched with the weight of years and the burden of an elusive victory. The Anderson family had been moving him from one safe house to another, constantly evading the enemy. This particular house was the fourth in the last month, and despite the precautions, he could feel the threat of danger tightening its grip.Sleep had become a distant memory. No matter how hard he tried, his mind would not let him rest. The mission, the stakes, the people he had trusted—it all swirled in his head like a relentless storm. He had thought he had sealed the deal with Kenji, the supposed key to their success. Kenji had all but assured him that he would deliver. But now, Kenji had vanished. Gone without a trace.The old man clenched his fists, his knuckles white against the dark fabric of his sleeves. “No. He wasn’t the re
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 256
The underground lair of the mafia boss was a hidden fortress, built in the most secluded corners of the city. It was a place where only the most trusted knew of its existence, deep beneath the surface, concealed by layers of deception. The entrance, a nondescript warehouse door above ground, led to a staircase that wound down into the dark, labyrinthine bowels of the criminal empire. Once inside, the air became heavy, thick with the scent of leather, gunpowder, and the unmistakable stench of raw power.The lair itself was a sprawling maze of rooms and corridors, each more dangerous than the last. Every corner of the building told a story of wealth and violence—bundles of money stacked carelessly on tables, some half-burnt as if discarded after a rushed deal.Weapons of every kind mounted on the walls like trophies of war. Pistols, assault rifles, machetes, even rocket launchers—all gleaming under the dim, flickering lights. It was an armory for an army of outlaws.The deeper one ven
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 257
The Tree Mansion was an imposing structure, towering over the lush green hills, its grandeur overshadowed only by the dark secrets it housed. Since the failure of the yacht mission, the mansion had become a hive of frenetic activity. The once-quiet halls were filled with the sounds of hurried footsteps, clinking weapons, and hushed conversations. Servants rushed back and forth, carrying out orders with a sense of urgency that was not far fetched. The tension in the air was thick, hanging over everyone like an invisible storm cloud, ready to burst at any moment.Everywhere you looked, people were busy. Some were checking equipment, sharpening blades, or discussing strategy in low voices. Others were pouring over maps and blueprints, adjusting plans to ensure that the next mission wouldn’t end in disaster like the last one. There was no room for error anymore. The Tree Mansion’s heir had made that clear.Amongst this chaos, the lady who had once handed Alex the card—the card that hel
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 258
The dim light flickered in Alex's makeshift room, casting long shadows against the worn walls. The room wasn’t much—just a small space with a tattered mattress on the floor, a cracked mirror, and an old wooden chair pushed up against a creaky table cluttered with supplies. It was a far cry from the lavish accommodations of the elite, but it served its purpose. This was where he had been recovering, nursing wounds that hadn’t fully healed yet.Alex winced as he applied more antiseptic to the bruised area just below his ribs, feeling the sting bite into him. He wasn’t as bad as last time—no broken ribs, no dislocated joints—but the gashes and bruises told the story of his most recent fight. A fight he had barely survived. His body was tough, but even he had his limits. As he bandaged the wound, tightening the cloth around his torso, his thoughts drifted to the one person he couldn’t stop thinking about: Laurel.The thought of Laurel never left his mind. She was a constant presence in
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