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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 306
The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room as Ethan and Sandra lay tangled in each other's arms. The peaceful rhythm of their breathing filled the silence, the warmth of their bodies still lingering from the previous night. It was one of those rare moments where the world outside seemed far away, and nothing else mattered but the comfort of their shared closeness.But the spell was broken by a persistent knock on the door.Ethan stirred, his brow furrowing slightly as the knock continued. His eyes fluttered open, and he blinked groggily, trying to make sense of the disturbance. Sandra, still wrapped in sleep, remained curled against him, unaware of the intrusion.Carefully, Ethan untangled himself from her, making sure not to wake her. He slid out of bed, his bare feet touching the cool wooden floor as he stretched, the muscles in his back tensing with the movement. The knock came again, more urgent this time, and he sighed, rubbing his
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 307
As Ethan folded the letter and placed it on the side table, the room grew silent, the gravity of the situation sinking in. The warning from Denera was not something they could afford to take lightly, and the urgency of the moment pulsed between him and Sandra. Ethan’s mind raced with the implications, but he knew one thing for certain—he couldn’t ignore it.“I’ll call a House meeting tonight,” he said firmly, his voice carrying the weight of his decision. “We need to gather everyone, figure out how to deal with this before it spirals out of control.”Sandra, sitting beside him, nodded thoughtfully. “That’s the best move.” She hesitated for a moment, then spoke again, “But Ethan… I need to return to the Walton mansion. I can’t stay here when my House is at risk.”Ethan’s eyes snapped to hers, a wave of concern washing over him. “No, absolutely not,” he replied, his tone resolute. “I can’t protect you if you go back there. The issue with Jackson is still unresolved, and it’s too dang
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 308
The Anderson safe house was a fortress hidden deep in the woods, its location known to only a few trusted individuals. For days, the old man and his men had been camped there, training relentlessly, refining their strategies, and preparing for the inevitable confrontation. The safe house had become their sanctuary—a place of calm before the storm. Inside, the walls were lined with weapons, maps, and tactical gear, all signs of the battle they were planning. The scent of burning wood from the fireplace mixed with the metallic tang of sweat and oil from the training sessions. The old man, a seasoned leader with a calm but commanding presence, was busy in a back room with the intelligence team. They were finalizing the details of their next move, going over routes, backup plans, and contingencies. His face was lined with years of experience, his eyes sharp and unyielding as they studied the intelligence reports in front of him. Every detail mattered, and he wasn’t about to leave a
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 309
Jason sat behind his large mahogany desk in his lavish office, the events of the previous night playing in his mind like a haunting reel. The late morning sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting golden light across the room, but the brightness did little to ease the darkness brewing inside him. His hand absentmindedly rubbed the back of his head, the place where the lamp had smashed down on him just hours before. He could still feel the dull ache, a painful reminder of the betrayal.He had been attacked in his own home by two women he thought were just there for a night of pleasure. The memory of the attack kept replaying in his head—how he had been caught off guard, distracted by one woman’s kiss while the other had moved to strike him. The confusion, the sudden pain, the shock as they tried to take him down. It was as if someone had planned it all, orchestrated the perfect trap. But who? Jason clenched his fists, frustration gnawing at him. He had enemies, s
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 310
The sky was darkening as the heirs of the most powerful houses began to arrive at Ethan Anderson’s mansion, each of them cloaked in a palpable air of authority. They were the leaders of the super families, individuals whose names sent waves across the country, each representing power, wealth, and influence. Jason was the first to pull up, arriving in a sleek black car that glided to a halt in front of the sprawling estate. He stepped out, his eyes scanning the mansion’s towering structure as if searching for invisible threats. The previous night’s attack was still fresh in his mind, and although he had masked his apprehension well, it was there, simmering beneath his calm facade. Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, he adjusted his cufflinks before striding toward the front entrance, a determined expression on his face.Next came Gerald, his arrival marked by a quiet arrogance. His car, equally as lavish as Jason’s, rolled to a stop with a soft purr. He stepped out slowly, taki
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 311
The tension in the room seemed to coil tighter after Ethan’s warning, every heir processing the news in their own way. The silence weighed heavy, each of them aware that the stakes had just been raised. It was Gerald who broke the stillness, leaning forward in his seat, a calculating gleam in his eye.“Well,” Gerald began, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife, “now that we know what the threat looks like, we should eliminate him. Take him out before he gets the chance to do the same to us.”All eyes turned toward him, the room collectively recoiling from his words as if he had just suggested something unthinkable. Sandra shot him a cold stare, Rhys raised an eyebrow, and Denera’s expression hardened into stone. Even Ethan, who was used to Gerald’s aggressive demeanor, regarded him with a mix of disbelief and caution.Gerald’s lip curled slightly as he took in their reactions. “Don’t look at me like I’m crazy. You all know the kind of world we live in. It’s kill or be
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 312
While the heirs of the most powerful families were locked in tense debate at Ethan's mansion, a sinister scene was unfolding elsewhere, far away from the ornate halls where plans were being made. At Gerald's estate, the air was thick with a heavy silence, broken only by the occasional murmur of the wind rustling the treetops. The moon cast long shadows across the sprawling grounds, and from those shadows, a group of masked men watched, waiting.The mansion loomed in the distance, its high walls and imposing architecture offering a false sense of security. The masked figures moved with calculated precision, their eyes gleaming through the slits of their masks as they surveyed the patrol patterns of the guards stationed around the estate. They had been watching for hours, hidden within the cover of the trees and hedges that lined the perimeter. Their patience was unnerving, their stillness unnatural, like predators waiting for the perfect moment to strike.“Hold position,” one of t
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 313
The Tree House mansion was a fortress of sleek modernity draped in shadows, surrounded by towering trees that seemed to whisper ancient secrets. Inside its vast training hall, the echo of fists hitting flesh and the sound of swift movements filled the air. At the center of it all was Kiara, a fierce warrior with her eyes locked in concentration. Her opponents—five of the best fighters the Tree House had—circled her like predators. But Kiara was no prey.She was dressed in a black sleeveless training outfit, her body glistening with sweat under the dim lights. Her muscles tensed as she watched every slight movement of the fighters. A bead of sweat trickled down her brow, but her expression remained unreadable. Suddenly, one of the fighters lunged at her, a swift punch aimed at her side. Kiara sidestepped effortlessly, grabbing his arm mid-strike and twisting it behind his back with lightning speed, sending him crashing to the floor.Another fighter charged from behind, but Kiara wa
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The warmth of a quiet morning bathed Rhys and Denera in soft golden light as they sat together on a wide sofa in their tastefully decorated living room. The chaos that had consumed their lives for months felt like a distant memory. Denera rested her head on Rhys’s chest, his arm draped protectively around her. Their hands were intertwined, fingers lightly brushing against each other—a silent vow to never let go. "I still can’t believe we’re here," Denera murmured, her voice carrying a blend of disbelief and gratitude. Rhys tilted her chin up, his piercing gaze meeting hers. "We fought for this, Denera. We’ve been through hell, but we came out stronger. I don’t just love you—I’m in awe of you." She smiled, her cheeks tinged with a soft blush. "And I’m in awe of us. Let’s promise to never let anything or anyone come between us again." Rhys leaned down and kissed her gently. "Not a chance. We’re unbreakable now." The two sat in silence for a moment, basking in the tranquility
Chapter 375
The morning sun bathed the city in a golden hue as a soft breeze carried the fragrance of blooming flowers. A week has passed and normalcy has somewhat returned. It was a perfect day, fitting for an event of such grandeur. The wedding of Paul and Rachel-the moment everyone had been waiting for had finally arrived. The venue was a masterpiece: one of the most magnificent halls in the city, renowned for its towering crystal chandeliers and intricately carved marble pillars. From the outside, the building glistened with a mix of modern architectural elegance and timeless charm. Inside, the hall was transformed into a dreamland. A canopy of white roses and orchids draped across the ceiling, interspersed with tiny, twinkling lights that mimicked a starry night. Golden chairs lined the aisle, their backs adorned with silk ribbons and floral arrangements. At the center, a raised platform housed an altar framed by cascading vines and glittering drapery. Guests began to arrive, dress
Chapter 374
The dim light of Alex’s makeshift room flickered, casting shadows on the cracked walls and the scattered remnants of his old life. He sat on the edge of a wooden crate, methodically strapping his gear into place. His breaths were steady, but his eyes burned with purpose. Tonight was the night. This was what he had been training for—the moment he would finally free Laurel and eliminate Jason. Alex picked up his blade, its polished steel glinting in the faint light. He ran his fingers over the edge, testing its sharpness. A small scar on his knuckle caught his eye—a reminder of all the battles he’d fought leading up to this. He glanced at the photo of Laurel taped to the wall, her smile a beacon of hope amidst his darkened world. “This is it,” he muttered to himself. “For you, Laurel.”With his weapons secured and resolve hardened, Alex stood, pulling his hood over his head. He left the room without a glance back, the door creaking shut behind him.---The screen went black, the t
Chapter 373
The sound of tires crunching over the gravel driveway broke the stillness of the evening as Rhys and Denera pulled up to Gerald’s sprawling mansion. The mansion stood like a fortress, its grand columns illuminated by golden lights that cast long shadows across the well-manicured grounds. As their sleek black car came to a halt, the doors swung open, and the pair stepped out, their presence commanding the attention of everyone nearby.Rhys adjusted the cuffs of his tailored suit, his sharp features set in a calm but deadly expression. Beside him, Denera exuded quiet confidence, her heels clicking against the pavement as she moved. She wore a crimson trench coat, her eyes glinting with a dangerous mix of fury and satisfaction.The heavy front doors of the mansion creaked open, and Gerald emerged with his ever-present smirk plastered on his face. He was flanked by a small squad of armed guards, their weapons gleaming under the lights. Gerald was impeccably dressed, his dark green sui
Chapter 372
The Anderson mansion was eerily quiet, the moonlight casting a pale glow over the scene of destruction. Ethan and Paul stood amidst the chaos, their eyes fixed on the lifeless bodies of Jackson and Sebastian sprawled across the bloodied garden. The heavy scent of iron lingered in the air, mixing with the faint rustle of leaves. Ethan’s chest heaved as he struggled to steady his breath, his shirt torn and stained with sweat and blood.Paul glanced at Ethan, concern etched on his face. "You good?" he asked, his voice low but steady.Ethan nodded, though exhaustion weighed on every inch of his body. He pulled out his phone, his hands trembling slightly, and dialed Sandra’s number. The ringing seemed to stretch on forever until her voice finally came through.“Ethan…” Sandra’s voice was weak, barely a whisper. Ethan’s stomach tightened. “Sandra, what happened? Are you okay?” he demanded, his tone laced with panic.There was a pause, and then she spoke again, her words strained. “Sebas
Chapter 371
The Walton Mansion stood as a fortress of elegance, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, its high walls and elaborate architecture a testament to wealth and power. But tonight, the serenity of the estate was shattered. The elite strike team, led by Kiara, moved like shadows through the sprawling grounds, their movements silent yet deliberate.A muffled cry broke the stillness as one of the outer guards was taken down swiftly. Kiara stood in the shadows, her piercing gaze fixed on the mansion ahead. Her dark combat attire blended seamlessly with the night, and a wicked smile played on her lips. **This would be a night the Waltons would never forget.**“Move in,” she ordered, her voice low but commanding. Her team obeyed without hesitation, their precision and ruthlessness evident in every step. Inside the mansion, alarms blared as guards scrambled to defend their employer’s home. Shots were fired, echoing through the grand hallways, but the elite team was unrelenting. They moved w
Chapter 370
The garden lay in eerie silence after the brutal fight between Ethan and Jackson. The once-pristine space was a battlefield, littered with trampled flowers and streaks of blood. Ethan leaned against the marble fountain, his chest heaving as he wiped sweat and blood from his face. His body screamed in protest with every movement, exhaustion weighing heavily on him.The cool night breeze did little to calm the storm within him. He glanced at Jackson’s lifeless body sprawled on the ground, his neck twisted at an unnatural angle. Ethan closed his eyes for a moment, trying to steady his breathing. **One battle down, but this war is far from over.**The sound of measured footsteps shattered the silence.Ethan’s eyes snapped open, his body tensing as a tall figure emerged from the shadows. Sebastian. Dressed in a dark suit, the Tree House leader carried himself with the air of a predator who had finally cornered his prey. His piercing gaze fell on Jackson’s corpse, and his expression twis
Chapter 369
The Anderson mansion loomed like a fortress under the moonlight, its pristine marble façade glinting ominously. The sprawling gardens surrounding it were immaculately kept, their beauty now cloaked in shadows as the night deepened. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, but the tension hanging in the air was palpable.Jackson stepped out of the black SUV parked just beyond the gates, his heavy boots crunching against the gravel. He adjusted his leather gloves, the corners of his mouth curling into a grin that promised violence. The security guards at the gates eyed him warily, but he had been granted access. The intercom buzzed before one of the guards spoke, “You’ve been cleared to enter. Proceed to the garden.”Jackson raised an eyebrow, intrigued.” So, Ethan knew I was coming. Typical. The man had a flair for theatrics, after all.” Jackson strode confidently through the gates, his hand brushing against the hilt of the blade strapped to his side. The adrenaline surged in his vein
Chapter 368
The grand hall of the Tree Symbol House was bathed in the warm, flickering glow of the fireplace, but the heat from the flames was nothing compared to the tension simmering in the room. Sebastian sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his sharp features etched with anticipation. Around him, the inner circle of the Tree Symbol House sat silently, their faces illuminated by the massive flat-screen television mounted on the wall. Kiara, Sebastian’s second-in-command, leaned back in her chair, her sharp, calculating eyes fixed on the news broadcast. Jackson, the most aggressive of the enforcers, stood near the window, arms crossed, his reflection distorted against the glass as he waited for orders like a loaded weapon. The rest of the members sat quietly, their unease palpable in the dimly lit room.The anchor on the television wore a neutral expression, but her words carried the weight of a bombshell. “Breaking news tonight: The court has found Ethan Anderson innocent of all cha
