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The night air had cooled as Ethan finished his quiet stroll around the grounds, the hum of crickets growing louder in the deepening silence. The walk had calmed his thoughts, and he felt lighter somehow, as if the weight on his shoulders had briefly lifted. But as he turned to head back, an odd chill prickled at his spine. The wind held an unfamiliar stillness, an almost unnatural quiet, as if the night itself was holding its breath.He slowed his steps, and his gaze drifted around the dim-lit garden paths, shadows cast long by the pale glow of the moon. He squinted, scanning the darkness as the uncomfortable sensation lingered, growing sharper with each second. Years of navigating the back alleys and gritty streets of his past honed his instincts, and they now screamed at him—he wasn’t alone.“Who’s there?” Ethan’s voice was low but edged with steel, aimed at the silence. Nothing but the rustling leaves answered. He stiffened, muscles coiling, his eyes narrowing as he searched t
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 333
The early morning sunlight danced over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the sprawling monument site. Ethan parked his car and stepped out, staring up in awe at the structure that rose high above him, a testament to many many months of vision, sweat, and sacrifice. This wasn’t just any building; this was a piece of history, a beacon of innovation and ambition.The monument towered over the landscape, its sleek, glassy surfaces capturing the sunlight in a thousand different angles, creating a dazzling spectacle. The structure seemed to defy gravity, with columns spiraling upwards like ribbons twisting in a soft breeze, merging at the apex in a breathtaking geometric design. Intricate carvings adorned the marble base, a tribute to ancient art but with a modern twist, reflecting a blend of cultures and eras. It wasn’t just a monument; it was a declaration—an architectural feat meant to symbolize unity, strength, and the boundless potential of humankind.The walkways le
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 334
The grand, echoing halls of the Tree Mansion greeted Sebastian with their familiar chill as he strode in, his boots tapping against the polished marble floor. The air was thick with silence, only the faintest rustling from the aged tapestries hinting at any life within these walls. He took a deep breath, savoring the quiet; it was one of the few places where he could feel at ease, where he had complete control. Yet today, an unfamiliar tension seemed to linger in the air, subtle.Ahead, he saw two figures emerge from the shadows—Kiara, his steadfast second-in-command, and Jackson, one of his most trusted informants. As they came closer, both bowed, their expressions respectful but wary.“Welcome back, sir,” Kiara greeted, her voice steady but her eyes flickering with something unreadable.Jackson echoed her greeting with a nod, though his gaze seemed to avoid Sebastian’s direct line of sight. Instantly, Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. He knew these two well enough to sense when somethi
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 335
In the dimly lit chambers of the notorious mafia boss, tension filled the air as the old man’s piercing gaze met the mafia boss’s challenging smirk. The mafia boss sat back, arms crossed, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and suspicion."Your time is up," the old man said, his voice as steady as stone. "It’s time for you to face the penalty of all your crimes."The mafia boss chuckled, a low, dark sound that reverberated off the walls. "All these months," he said, leaning forward with a wicked grin, "you’ve been after me. But I know you, old man—you’re not interested in the mafia. You’re not here because of what I’ve done. So, tell me," he raised a brow, "what’s really brought you to my doorstep?"The old man gave a single nod to the guards standing in the shadows. "Leave us," he commanded, his voice calm but firm. The men hesitated only briefly before obeying, filing out of the room until only the old man and the mafia boss remained.When the door finally closed, the ol
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 336
The dimly lit chamber was alive with a thick tension, flickering candlelight casting moving shadows across the rough-hewn stone walls. The men of the clan sat around the long table, their faces a hardened array of scars, grim looks, and fierce loyalty. At the head of the table, Gerald leaned forward, his piercing gaze sweeping over each man, commanding their undivided attention. Silence settled like a heavy cloak as Gerald prepared to speak.When he finally did, his voice was low but rang with unmistakable authority, each word carrying a weight that demanded respect. “Gentlemen,” he began, pausing just long enough to hold their focus. “The time we’ve waited for, worked for, is nearly upon us. The dream that has driven us is closer than it’s ever been. And I need each of you prepared, body and mind.”A ripple of excitement surged through the men, and they shifted in their seats, exchanging eager glances, fists curling and unclenching as if preparing for what lay ahead. But Gerald w
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 337
The dim, wood-paneled war room in the Tree House felt like the nerve center of a sleeping giant. Shadows played across the faces of the men gathered, each the head of an intelligence unit, each aware that they held pieces of a plot more complex and dangerous than any one of them alone could imagine. A sprawling map of the city dominated the central table, dotted with red and blue markers indicating watch points, allies, and adversaries. A low murmur filled the room as the men discussed quietly among themselves, all awaiting the meeting’s start.Then, the double doors swung open, and silence fell instantly. Kiara entered first, her eyes sharp and alert, followed closely by Jackson, whose easy, predatory smile hinted at confidence and skill. As they stepped into the room, every man present rose, giving the duo the silent greeting of respect they’d earned.Kiara’s gaze swept over them, reading their faces in an instant. She gave a single nod, her voice steady and commanding. “Settle
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 338
Paul sat in the driver’s seat, phone pressed to his ear, his gaze fixed absently on the sleek skyscraper before him. It was a quiet moment amidst the day’s hectic pace, and he could feel a warm smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Ethan had dashed inside for a quick meeting, leaving Paul with a precious few minutes of solitude, which he used to dial the one person who always grounded him, the person he couldn’t wait to call his forever.“Hey, you,” Rachel’s voice sounded playful through the receiver, immediately lifting his spirits.Paul leaned back, a soft chuckle escaping. “Hey, yourself. Guess where I am?”“Stuck at work as usual?” she guessed, amusement coloring her tone. “Or wait, let me guess—daydreaming about me instead of actually working?”“Busted,” he admitted with a laugh. “I’m sitting in the car outside, waiting for Ethan to wrap up a meeting. Just me, my thoughts, and you in my head.”She giggled. He could almost see her rolling her eyes, that familiar smile lighti
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 339
Ethan sat at his grand, mahogany desk, a mountain of papers spread out before him, each page demanding his attention in a different, unrelenting way. Financial reports, project updates, legal documents—each requiring careful review, and all of them seemingly battling for the top spot in his already crowded mind. The late afternoon sunlight filtered in through the tall windows of his office, casting warm streaks over the dark wood, but even the beauty of the view beyond the glass failed to ease his fatigue.Leaning back in his leather chair, Ethan let out a deep, tired sigh, his mind echoing an old saying the old man used to repeat, “Heavy truly is the head that wears the crown.” In moments like this, the phrase resonated with an almost painful accuracy. Rubbing his temples, he closed his eyes, longing for a break in the unending cycle of responsibilities. After a moment’s hesitation, he reached for his phone, fingers scrolling instinctively to a name that brought a calm warmth to
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