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Sandra's sleek black car rolled up to the monument site, the tires crunching against the gravel as she pulled to a stop. She sat there for a moment, her gaze lingering on the structure before her, the towering monument glistening under the morning sun. It had been a long while since she’d last visited this place, wrapped up as she was in the chaos of Jackson spying and watching her every move and the relentless threats from Sebastian lurking in the shadows. But today, she’d decided to take a break from the endless war room meetings and security briefings. Today, she was here to see the project that had consumed her life for many many months—the project that had changed everything.Stepping out of the car, Sandra brushed a loose strand of hair from her face, feeling a wave of nostalgia as she took in the towering structure. It wasn’t just a building; it was a testament to her vision, her grit. She walked slowly, letting her fingers trail along the cool stone, feeling the weight of
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 323
The heavy scent of sweat, blood, and smoke clung to the air in the dimly lit basement, where the faint, eerie hum of machinery mixed with the low moans of pain. The scene was grim and brutal, the room filled with battered, broken souls bound to chairs, some barely conscious, others steeled in silence. A few guards, all dressed in dark, tailored suits, moved like shadows through the room, cold efficiency marking their every move. Under dim lights, the figures sitting slumped in the chairs writhed, their faces contorted with a mixture of exhaustion and terror as another swing of a baton met flesh.In the corner, near an aging furnace that kept the room thick with stifling heat, sat Dante Moretti, the mafia boss himself. His back straight, hands folded on the table, he surveyed the room with a gaze as cold and calculating as a predator’s. Scars lined his face, each one telling a story of a life lived on the edge of a knife. He barely flinched at the sight before him; he’d seen worse and
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 324
The moonlight spilled over Gerald's mansion like a soft veil, casting long shadows across the grand courtyard and highlighting the crisp details of the ornate stonework. Gerald sat outside, in one of the ornate wrought-iron chairs that lined the stone patio, a glass of scotch in his hand as he relaxed in the stillness of the night. He closed his eyes, letting the quiet sink in, a rare moment of solitude in a life filled with noise, plans, and tension. Then, a sudden shift in the darkness disturbed his peace. Someone was there, a presence that broke the natural silence of the night, a shadow that had not been there before. Gerald’s eyes snapped open, his senses sharpened as he scanned the edge of the courtyard, immediately on guard.“Reveal yourself,” Gerald’s voice was steady, his command carrying a weight that left little room for refusal.A figure stepped into the moonlight, emerging from the shadows with an unnerving, casual grace.“Who are you?” Gerald asked the man with a com
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 325
The evening sky was painted with hues of soft pink and dusky purple, and a warm glow filtered through the windows of the intimate, softly lit restaurant. The ambiance inside was serene yet inviting, with small chandeliers casting warm halos over the tables. Paul sat across from Rachel, the flickering candlelight illuminating her face in a way that made him fall in love all over again. Tonight was the night.They had shared countless dinners, but tonight felt different. Paul had carefully selected this restaurant, one that overlooked a scenic pond just outside the city. He knew that Rachel loved the serene beauty of nature, and this spot combined that charm with elegance. The evening buzzed with excitement and a slight tinge of nervousness on Paul’s part, but he hid it behind a warm smile.The waiter poured their wine, and Rachel raised her glass to Paul, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "I must say, Paul, you’re up to something, aren’t you?" She tilted her head, trying to read h
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 326
The training hall in the Tree Mansion was vast, its walls lined with weapon racks and lit by large torches that flickered shadows across the room. In the center stood Jackson, his well built figure steady, focused, and ready. Across from him were five of the mansion's warriors, each hardened by countless battles, their stances tense and eyes sharp. Jackson rolled his shoulders, giving them a slight nod before they lunged in unison.The first warrior swung a wide arc with his arm, but Jackson sidestepped effortlessly, grabbing the man’s wrist and twisting it just enough to throw him off balance before landing a swift elbow strike to his ribcage. He moved with precision, every strike deliberate and controlled. The next opponent came at him from behind, attempting a grapple. Jackson ducked low, dropping his weight and flipping the attacker over his shoulder, sending him sprawling to the floor.Another warrior came charging in, fists flying with relentless energy. Jackson blocked one
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 327
The Anderson safe house was silent but charged with tension. Outside, the night was thick, an unyielding cloak that seemed to swallow sound. The old man, tall and steadfast despite the years etched into his face, surveyed the dimly lit hall. His men were gathered, each of them prepared, each bearing the weight of a long fight. The air carried a sense of finality, the kind that happens only when there is nothing left to lose.“Gather round!” his voice rang clear through the room, breaking the quiet but fueling the determination in each heart. The men came closer, their faces solemn but fierce.The old man’s gaze softened as he looked at each of them. "It’s been a long road," he began, his tone laced with both pride and weariness. "We’ve been away from our homes, our families… we’ve sacrificed so much. But we’ve done it all for a purpose. For a legacy."He paused, letting his words sink in. “Tonight, that purpose will come to fruition. We will return home, not just as survivors but a
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 328
The night was calm as Paul and Rachel settled into his cozy apartment, the city lights casting a soft glow through the large window. The room was serene, filled with the quiet warmth that only true intimacy could bring. They lay side by side, the tension of the day slowly melting away as they snuggled under the covers, drawing each other close. Paul’s arm wrapped protectively around Rachel, and she rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.Rachel raised her left hand, admiring the way the engagement ring glinted in the soft light. It sparkled like a constellation against her skin, a delicate, intricate design that perfectly suited her. She turned her head slightly to meet Paul’s gaze, a soft smile on her face. "It’s so beautiful," she whispered, her voice filled with awe and affection.Paul’s lips curved into a gentle smile, and he leaned in to kiss her forehead. "Just like you," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that held a thousand unspoken
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 329
The dim light from a single lamp cast long shadows across Gerald’s room, adding a layer of tension to the silence. He sat on the edge of his bed, elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped tightly as he mulled over the events of last night. Sebastian’s visit hadn’t been long, but the implications were deep, resonating like the toll of a heavy bell. The man had appeared so suddenly, like a phantom rising from the shadows. And the words he had spoken, laced with underlying threats, lingered in Gerald’s mind, gnawing away at his composure.Sebastian wanted power. That much was clear. But power wasn’t just about taking—it was about destroying any who stood in the way. Gerald whispered to himself, as if the words might clarify his racing thoughts, “He wants to destroy us… no doubt about that.” He leaned back, his fingers tracing the ridges of his clenched knuckles, his gaze unfocused, lost in the memory of the encounter. “But how?” he murmured aloud. “What is his play?”Gerald wasn’t o
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