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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 80
"This is unnecessary Ethan." The Old Man as he watched on, as if the person he spoke was in the room with him, or would hear him through the television.The Old Man heaved a sigh, it seemed what he greatly feared was about to materialize. He had to conclude his mission and return to the city as soon as possible.***Denera laid on her bed, restless, turning from pillar to post. She had changed back into normal house wears, clad in a simple gown. The television that hung on the wall was on and displaying news. Denera's attention wasn't on the TV though. She was too restless to concentrate.Letting out a little scream of frustration, she jumped out of the bed and headed for the door..A sharp and energetic tone came from the TV, halting her in her tracks. With haste she returned back to her bed to see what was about to be displayed on the TV.The sound she heard was only used when a very important news was about to be passed acrossed, overriding whatever show was been shown at the mome
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 81
"Well well well, if it isn't the hero of the day." A baritone voice spoke from behind them, making them all to turn back with immediate effect, Paul, instinctively jumping in front of Ethan."Jason?" Sandra asked, with utter disbelief in her eyes."Hello love." Jason said, with an evil smirk on his face."Jason, I'm sorry did we have any prior meeting?" Ethan asked, stepping away from Paul's back as he approached Jason."Oh not at all. I saw you on the TV this morning and decided to come and offer my greetings in person." Jason answered."You didn't have to." Ethan said, as he and Jason shook each other's hands. "Come, let's take this conversation to my office." Ethan added."Nah, I can see you have a guest, I wouldn't want to get in you guys way." Jason declined."I was just leaving." Sandra jumped in, her voice cold and distant. She headed for the door. "See you some other time Ethan." She said as she walked out the door without waiting for Ethan's reply."Shall we?" Ethan asked, as
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 82
"It seems evil deeds runs in the Lockwood House." Ethan added. "If you have nothing to say, get out of my office." Ethan ordered.Jason gave him a wicked smile as he turned and walked out the door. "This isn't over Ethan, it was just the beginning." He added as walked out the door.Ethan slumped back unto the car, heaving a sigh. Shit just got real!Without wasting anymore time, he grabbed his phone which was on the table and dialed the Old Man's number."Good day Master Ethan, I was just about to call you and congratulate you on the commen...." The Old Man stated as soon as the call connected."He knows." Ethan cut in, almost whispering."Who knows?" The Old Man asked. "And knows what?" He further added."Jason Lockwood." Ethan began. "He knows about the whole event that happened all those years ago. I don't know how but he knows!" Ethan added."But how is that possible?" The Old Man asked, confused and unable to think."I have absolutely no idea." Ethan answered."You told me you ma
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 83
It was strange that it took Jackson and Jason knowing his secret to make him face his bottled up emotions about suzan's death, but nevertheless, he was glad some good came out of it.***Nestled in the heart of the sprawling estate of the Lockwood family, hidden from prying eyes, lay the enigmatic Serpent’s Den. The family’s mansion, an imposing Gothic structure with ivy-clad walls and towering spires, was a well-known landmark. But the true heart of the Lockwood's sinister machinations lay deep beneath the surface, far removed from the grandeur seen by the public.To the casual observer, the mansion’s library was a treasure trove of rare books and antique maps, bathed in the soft glow of ornate chandeliers. However, behind a seemingly innocuous bookshelf, a secret passageway awaited discovery. Activated by pulling an inconspicuous volume of Edgar Allan Poe’s works, the bookshelf slid open with a quiet, mechanical hum, revealing a dimly lit staircase that spiraled down into the dept
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 84
Breathless and spent, they lay entwined, the room now a haven of contentment and tranquility. "I love you." Denera said as she laid on her Husband's chest"I love you too." Rhys replied, gently stroking her hair and face.***As the first hint of dawn begins to whisper through the darkened sky, a soft amber hue spills gently across the horizon. In the Rhode's bedroom, draped in opulent silks and rich fabrics, the remnants of a passionate night linger in the warm, tangled sheets.The sprawling bed, framed by ornately carved posts, cradles the entwined forms of a couple, their skin glowing faintly in the early morning light. Denera laid with her head resting on his chest, his arm encircling her protectively, their bodies molded together in the sweet aftermath of shared intimacy.The first rays of sunlight pierce the horizon, filtering through the delicate lace curtains and casting a golden glow across the room. The light dances across their faces, stirring Denera from her slumber. S
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 85
"Why are you standing doing nothing?" The man questioned with a frown on his face. "Do you think this is like the regular works you usually do? It is not! This is the most sensitive work of your lives. Now go back and act like it." He ordered "Yes sir." The men shouted as they rushed to pick up blocks and heavy wood. It was crazy work they were doing and there was no time for laziness or idleness.The men folded their shirts to enable them carry the equipments well, revealing a tattoo of a Bear on their foreman.The three men looked at one another and gave a small nod with a smirk on their faces as they moved and joined the rest of the workers.***"Hello big brother. Good to see you." Denera greeted as she walked into her brother's office. She was clad in a dove-gray pantsuit tailored to perfection. A crisp white blouse with a delicate ruffled collar peeked from beneath the jacket. Black stiletto heels clicked confidently on the pavement, while a rose gold watch and pearl stud earr
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 86
"I'll be on my way then." With that she walked about. As soon as she walked out, Jason pulled open the lower drawer of the table, revealing the device that was used to collect the video from Alex.***It was quite a busy day at Majestic Skies Building. The commencement of the Monument Project had all the departments and factions working double to try and maintain their reputation and make sure everything went as planned.Paul entered the building with a file in his hand. Walking with haste, he suddenly halts his footsteps as he sights Rachel from afar at the end of a corner.A gentle smile creeps up his face as he adjusts his shirt and makes to approach her.He suddenly halts again as he looks well and saw her talking to another man. Paul stood at a corner, shielding him from Rachel's line of sight, but he was able to see both of them clearly from his standpoint. He noticed the tailored charcoal gray suit the other guy wore and how it fit him perfectly, hinting at the precision of
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 87
Chaos erupted. The once orderly construction site was now a scene of pandemonium, and amidst the turmoil, the infiltrators slipped away, their mission of mayhem accomplished. Steve's heart pounded as he raced down the stairs, his mind racing with the realization that this was no accident. Someone had targeted their project, and the game of cat and mouse had only just begun.***Sandra's room, usually a sanctuary of calm with its soft lighting and artfully arranged decor, felt stifling tonight. The walls seemed to close in on her as she paced back and forth, her footsteps muffled by the plush rug beneath her feet. Her mind raced, replaying the disturbing event she had witnessed the previous day—a sight that had sent a chill down her spine and left her heart pounding—Jason with Ethan."Why him?" she muttered to herself, running a hand through her tousled hair. "Of all people, why did he have to befriend Ethan?" She hated feeling this way. She stopped in front of the large window, the
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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
