From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare

Chapter 298

The room was dimly lit, casting shadows that danced with every movement Jackson made. Sweat dripped from his brow as he jabbed at the air, the sound of his fists cutting through the silence.

His breathing was steady, each punch more forceful than the last. He moved with precision, years of training evident in the way his body moved—a symphony of discipline and focus.

The walls were bare except for a single mirror that reflected his intense expression, a man driven by secrets and ambition.

Next, Jackson moved to the knife rack on the wall. He grabbed three blades, testing their weight in his hands.

With a quick, practiced flick, he hurled them one by one at the target across the room. Each knife buried itself deep into the bullseye, the thud of steel hitting wood echoing through the space.

He smiled grimly, satisfaction flickering briefly in his eyes before it was replaced by the familiar gnaw of doubt and anger.

The memory crept in uninvited. Ethan. The crime. Ten years ago.

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