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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 274
As soon as Paul left Ethan’s office, the heavy oak door barely had a chance to settle before it opened again. The faint click of high heels against the polished marble floors caught Ethan's attention, and he looked up to see Denera Rhodes gracefully stepping inside. She was a vision of elite beauty and power, dressed in a sleek, tailored navy dress that hugged her figure in all the right places. Her hair was swept back into an elegant updo, not a strand out of place, and a delicate diamond necklace sparkled at her neck. Everything about her appearance screamed perfection, from the subtle shimmer of her makeup to the poised confidence in her posture. She moved with the grace of someone accustomed to commanding attention, and Ethan couldn’t deny that she looked every bit the part of a high-born member of the elite.“Good morning, Ethan,” she greeted, her voice smooth and measured, though there was a hint of curiosity beneath the surface. Her eyes flicked to the door where Paul had j
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 275
The room was dim, curtains drawn to block out the afternoon sun. Gerald lay sprawled on a king-sized bed, two women nestled close to him, their bodies entwined under the soft, silk duvet that barely concealed their nakedness. The scent of perfume and sweat still lingered in the air, the remnants of the indulgence from the night before. One of the women stirred slightly in her sleep, her arm draped lazily across his chest. Gerald, caught between them, breathed steadily, lost in a deep nap.The steady buzz of his phone, vibrating against the polished wood of the nightstand, cut through the quiet. It jolted Gerald awake, his eyes squinting in the dim light. Groaning, he reached out, feeling for the phone with his hand, careful not to wake the women beside him. His fingers finally found the device, and he pulled it closer to his face, blinking away the sleep. The name "Denera" glowed on the screen.He answered with a half-muttered, “Yeah, what’s up this time?” His voice was still thick
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 276
The front door creaked open as Ethan stepped into the house, the day’s weight heavy on his shoulders. His tie was loosened, the first sign of relief after hours of meetings and pressing issues. The warm aroma of dinner wafted from the kitchen, filling the air with the comfort of home. He paused, noticing Sandra’s silhouette at the stove, her back turned to him as she hummed softly to herself.A mischievous grin crossed Ethan’s face. He crept silently toward her, making sure not to give away his presence. Step by step, he approached, careful not to alert her. When he was finally close enough, he slipped his hands over her eyes, a playful “Guess who?” escaping his lips.Sandra’s smile blossomed instantly, her laughter light and familiar. “Ethan,” she chuckled, leaning back slightly into his arms. “You’re the only one who would dare sneak up on me like that.”“You caught me,” he whispered, pulling her closer, his hands moving from her eyes to her waist. He hugged her from behind, inhal
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 277
The night was heavy with silence as Mr. Mark Dave pulled up to the underground parking garage, the headlights of his car cutting through the eerie stillness of the half-finished building. The structure loomed above him, skeletal in its incompletion, with shadows playing tricks along the concrete walls. It was the perfect place for meetings that required secrecy—an abandoned work site, isolated and forgotten, where no one ventured this late at night.Jason’s black car was already parked in the same spot it had been in during their last clandestine rendezvous. Its sleek design blended into the darkness, barely discernible if not for the dim glow of the streetlights filtering through the gaps in the unfinished walls. Mark Dave could feel his heart racing in his chest as he slowly parked his car a few meters away. He scanned the area, his eyes flickering to every corner, every possible hiding spot. He was paranoid, and rightfully so. He was meeting with Jason, a man known for his rut
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 278
The first light of the morning crept through the tiny gaps in the heavy curtains, casting delicate streaks of gold across the room. The soft rays danced gently over Ethan and Sandra’s faces, stirring them from their deep sleep. The warmth of the sun’s touch nudged Ethan awake, and as his eyes fluttered open, he felt Sandra nestled beside him, her bare skin warm against his. He blinked lazily, taking in the quiet serenity of the morning, the world still silent outside their little sanctuary. Sandra stirred beside him, slowly opening her eyes to the soft light. She turned her head to look at Ethan, her face breaking into a sleepy smile."Good morning," she whispered, her voice still laced with the haze of sleep.“Good morning, beautiful,” Ethan replied, his voice low and tender as he leaned in to plant a soft kiss on her lips. “You always make waking up the best part of my day.”Sandra giggled, brushing her fingers lightly across his chest. “Last night was... unforgettable,” she teas
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 279
Denera sat alone in her dimly lit room, the soft glow of a bedside lamp casting long shadows across the walls. The silence around her was thick, almost oppressive, but it suited her mood. She had a lot to think about—plans, strategies, and the next move in the intricate web of deception she was spinning. Her eyes were fixed on the wall in front of her, but her mind was far from the physical space she occupied.She leaned back into the plush cushions of the oversized armchair, her thoughts circling back to the conversation she’d had with Gerald. Her fingers absentmindedly tapped against the armrest as she replayed the moment in her head.“I want to take Jason off the board,” she had told him, her voice firm and resolute. They had been in a secluded part of Gerald’s estate, away from prying eyes. She had made her stance clear. Jason, her brother, had become a liability. A threat. He was meddling too much in affairs he had no business in—affairs that affected her life with Rhys.Gera
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 280
The wind whipped fiercely at the top of the skyscraper, carrying with it the distant hum of the bustling city below. The group of masked men stood like silent shadows, barely visible against the dark night sky. They were dressed in black from head to toe, with ninja-like masks that concealed their faces, leaving only their eyes visible. Each of them had a sleek, lethal aura, their presence melding into the deep darkness of the rooftop.From up there, the city looked almost insignificant. The streets, filled with the movement of cars, buses, and pedestrians, seemed like the flow of tiny ants, endlessly scurrying from one place to another. The occasional flash of headlights pierced the dim haze, casting brief, flickering beams across the asphalt. The towering buildings around them were like sentinels of concrete and steel, but none as tall as the one they stood on.Far below, the honks of impatient traffic, the murmurs of late-night conversations, and the distant rhythm of the city’
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 281
The private war room of the Tree Heir was a cavernous space, shrouded in shadows and illuminated only by the soft, amber glow of a solitary lamp hanging from the ceiling. Its walls were lined with old maps, strategic diagrams, and shelves filled with ancient scrolls and modern technology. The dark, polished wooden floor echoed faintly with each step, but in this moment, the only sound was the faint hum of the city outside.The Tree Heir stood by the large window that overlooked the city below. From this high vantage point, the city looked like a living organism, the streets pulsing with light and movement as people hurried about their lives. His piercing eyes, however, weren’t focused on the glowing cityscape; his mind was far away, lost in thoughts of strategy and control. His tall figure, draped in a long, flowing black robe embroidered with intricate silver designs, looked like a shadow itself—silent, imposing, and unreadable.His mind flickered with thoughts of power—plans set
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