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?”

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