From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare

Chapter 268

The warehouse stood like a forgotten giant on the outskirts of the city, its skeletal structure bathed in the dim glow of a dying sunset.

The air was thick with dust and silence, the kind of silence that felt alive, pressing down like an unseen force.

The building had been abandoned for years, but for Alex, it was anything but forgotten. He had been there before, months ago, when he had faced Jackson—a memory that still sent a shiver down his spine.

Now, Alex found himself pacing the cold, cracked concrete floors, scanning the shadows of the warehouse as if searching for something lost or hidden.

The place smelled of rust and old oil, the remnants of a past life. The corners were littered with debris, twisted metal, and broken crates, but none of it mattered.

There was something else here, something buried beneath the layers of neglect, something that gnawed at the edges of his memory.

His footsteps echoed faintly in the cavernous space as he moved deeper into the building, his ey