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Denera sat in the dimly lit room, a half-empty glass of liquor in her hand, its amber contents catching the faint glow of the overhead lamp. She took occasional sips, her lips brushing the rim of the glass, but the burn of the alcohol did little to numb her racing thoughts. The silence of the room was oppressive, broken only by the faint clink of the glass as she set it down on the table beside her. Rhys’s words haunted her, echoing in her mind with a cruel persistence: *“I need time to myself.”* No matter how much she drank, no matter how hard she tried to push those words away, they clung to her, refusing to be drowned out. She clenched her jaw, gripping the glass tighter in frustration.“Damn you, Jason,” she muttered under her breath, her voice low but venomous.It was Jason who had caused this. Jason, her brother, whose reckless actions had shattered her marriage and driven a wedge between her and the one person she could truly call her partner. Rhys wasn’t blameless—he had
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 287
The evening air was cool, carrying the faint scent of the ocean. Ethan stood on the balcony, his arms resting on the iron railing, gazing out at the city skyline. The lights from the towering buildings flickered like distant stars, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets below. He wore a black singlet that hugged his well-toned chest and shorts that reached just above his knees. His eyes, however, were far away, locked in deep contemplation as the gentle breeze brushed against his skin.Behind him, Sandra silently approached, her steps soft and deliberate. She wore a dangerously short, seductive lingerie that clung to her curves. The delicate lace and satin shimmered under the faint light from the balcony’s lamps, accentuating her figure. Without a word, she wrapped her arms around Ethan’s waist, resting her cheek against the warmth of his back. The intimacy of the moment, her body pressed close to his, momentarily pulled him out of his thoughts.“What’s on your mind?” she
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 288
The deep hum of engines broke through the stillness of the night as a five-truck convoy sped down an isolated road. Their headlights pierced the darkness, casting fleeting beams of light on the twisted trees lining either side of the road. In the middle truck sat the old man, his sharp eyes scanning the empty landscape through the tinted windows. The world outside was silent, except for the low growl of the vehicles and the occasional rustle of leaves as the wind swept through the night. He leaned against the window, his weathered face reflecting in the glass as he gazed out, his thoughts heavy, miles away.It was nearing midnight, the perfect time for a discreet relocation. The old man’s men had learned long ago that they could not afford to be careless. Moving in the dead of night had become a necessary tactic in their war of shadows, a way to stay one step ahead of those hunting them. He was a man of many years, his body worn but his mind sharp as ever. His hands rested on hi
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 289
The Lockwood family company had always exuded an air of cold precision. The vast halls, glass walls, and the hum of machines working behind the scenes mirrored the razor-sharp nature of the people who ran it. The empire was built on secrets, deals, and ruthless power plays, and at the heart of it sat Jason, the calculating architect of it all. Inside his sleek office, the ambiance was sterile, almost clinical. The high-tech desk, the minimalist decor, and the towering windows overlooking the city below—it was all a reflection of his mind. Organized, calculated, and always a few steps ahead.Jason was on the phone, his voice steady and controlled as he spoke. “Keep me posted with every single detail, no matter how small,” he said, his tone final. He listened briefly, nodding in approval, before ending the call with a flick of his hand. He turned back toward the door just as it swung open, revealing Alex.Alex stepped into the office, and despite his previous injuries, he was looking
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 290
The door to Kiara's private chambers creaked open as she stepped out, her face as calm as ever. Dressed in a sleek, black tactical uniform that matched her dark, sharp gaze, she moved with an air of silent authority. Her long braid hung down her back, swaying slightly with each step as she glided through the corridor. Kiara was not a woman who needed to raise her voice to command attention—her mere presence did the job. As she entered the grand hall, the men stationed there straightened instantly, standing in neat lines and offering her a sharp salute. They knew what Kiara expected, and she wasn’t one for pleasantries. Her reputation was one of ruthless efficiency and decisive action, and she had earned her position as second in command to the Tree Heir with both cunning and strength.“Let’s get right into the reports,” she said, her voice steady but carrying an edge that promised she would tolerate no delays or mistakes.The men nodded and immediately began to speak, each team eag
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 291
Rachel burst through the door of Ethan’s office with such force that it slammed against the wall, startling him. Papers on his desk fluttered from the sudden breeze, and his hand, which had been scrolling through a financial report, froze. His brow furrowed as he took in the sight of her—flushed, disheveled, and breathing hard.“Rachel,” Ethan said, his voice laced with concern as he stood from his leather chair. “What’s going on? Calm down, breathe, and tell me what happened.”Rachel bent forward, hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath. She took a few deep breaths, steadying herself before looking up at him with wide, anxious eyes. “Ethan… something’s wrong—very wrong.”Ethan stepped closer, his calm demeanor barely masking the unease that started to creep in. “Alright, start from the beginning. What’s wrong?”Rachel straightened, running a hand through her hair in frustration. “It’s the subsidiary companies. Two of them. Their stock values are plummeting, and it’s happenin
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The rhythmic thud of fists against the heavy bag echoed through Gerald’s private training room. Sweat dripped from his brow as he delivered a swift combination of punches, each one faster and more forceful than the last. His body moved with precision—each jab, hook, and uppercut calculated, much like the thoughts swirling in his mind. The air in the room felt thick with the tension he carried, his every movement sharp, aggressive, yet graceful. His breaths were even, his muscles toned from hours of sparring. But this was more than physical exercise for Gerald. It was a way to focus, to channel the internal storm that raged beneath his calm exterior.As he pivoted to deliver a powerful kick to the bag, Gerald’s thoughts drifted to Denera. They had both been working toward the same goal: to bring Ethan down and take the monument project that was once out of their reach. Together, they had orchestrated intricate plots, carefully weaving lies and manipulating events to erode Ethan’s c
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 293
The soft chime of Denera’s phone broke the silence in her lavish bedroom. The ornate dressing mirror before her reflected the elegant, yet weary figure of a woman seated at the vanity, her delicate fingers brushing through her dark hair. She paused, eyes narrowing as she turned toward the ringing phone perched on her bedside table. With a sigh, Denera stood up and crossed the room, her silk robe trailing behind her like a shadow.When she saw the name "Gerald" glowing on the screen, her lips curled slightly into a half-smile. Rarely did Gerald call her directly, and when he did, it was never without reason. She picked up the phone, bringing it to her ear with a practiced grace. "Gerald," she greeted him smoothly, her tone soft but inquisitive. "Denera," his voice came through the line, calm and composed as always. "To what do I owe this call?"She raised an eyebrow, leaning back against the bedframe. "I could ask you the same question. You and I don’t just make social calls. Somet
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