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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
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare 88
"Hahaha, now that's more like it." Gerald said to himself, the evil smile still on his face as he poured a glass of wine that was sitting on the table beside him. "Let's see how it goes shall we?" He said as he drank the wine. His evil smile ever increasing.***Ethan sat in his office, focused on the work he was doing on his laptop. The flat screen TV was switched on with music playing from it but Ethan had other things to do that watch music videos."Good afternoon everyone. We've interrupted your show to bring you this urgent and emergency news that just came in right now." The female newscaster began.Ethan remained unbothered. For the most part he didn't even pay attention to what the newscaster was saying. His undivided attention was still on the work in his front."We've just received very disturbing news that series of accidents have happened at the construction site of the Monument Project. The Monument Project commenced yesterday, with Ethan Anderson as the chief head and Sa
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 89
"Understandable." Paul let out a small chuckle. "I guard my energy well" He said."So why me?" Rachel asked Paul took a few seconds to answer, stretched out his hand across the table and held Rachel's hand in his as he said, "Cos you resonate perfectly with my energy."***As Paul and Rachel's date continued, Ethan was still in his office, trying to make sense of the day's sad event.Rachel had volunteered to stay back late and help with the mess but he told her to go and have fun on her date. Paul had already told him before hand about it.The office that was once bustling with the day's activities, now sits in an eerie silence, punctuated only by the distant hum of the city below.Moonlight filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a silvery glow over the expansive space. The sleek, modern furniture takes on a ghostly sheen, and the glass walls reflect the scattered papers and clutter that tell the story of a frenetic day. The grand mahogany desk, a symbol of power and
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 90
Ethan heaved a sigh as he rested his back on the chair. The memory of Jason coming at him about his secret the previous day came to the forefront of his mind. "Could they be related? The threat and the attack." Ethan wondered in his mind. As Ethan contemplated on what to do next, A subtle transition happened between Ethan the Trillionare and Ethan the Street boy. "If the Houses want to play dirty, then let's play dirty." He concluded in his mind.***Back at the Signature Restaurant, Paul and Rachel's date was still on. "Honestly I think I might have misjudged you the very first day I saw you." Rachel said."Oh really?" Paul asked with a smile. "And what was your initial impression about me?" He asked further."Well I thought you were one of those guys who was too strict and too rigid to have a life outside work." Rachel confessed "No way." Paul said as they both shared a quick laugh."And now?" He asked as the laughter died down."I'm happy to say my initial impression about you w
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 91
"You were the one that told me to stay put and not rush things, so as not to give our house a bad name or appear classless. And so I listened, I stayed put." Denera defended."I had to be sure." Jason countered."Well are you sure now?" Denera asked crossing her hands across her chest. Her face was squeezed into a frown"You can't blame me for thinking you were behind the attack, can you?" Jason asked seeing the frown on his sister's face."Yes I can, and I do blame you." Denera said. "Shows how little you think of me." "Since it's not us, and I doubt if your husband has the stomach to go to that extent, that leaves Gerald." Jason analysed."Maybe, I don't know." Denera shrugged her shoulders. "Anyways, since it's not us, it doesn't matter who it is." Jason said as he stood to his feet and walked over to his sister. "Be good." He said as he pecked her head and headed out.As Jason was out of the door, an evil grin came out on Denera's face. She picked up her phone and dialed a numbe
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 92
"I know honey, never had a moment's doubt." She said with a smile as she kissed her husband gently on the lips."Let me leave you to get back to work." With that she walked out of the study room, her evil grin back on her face.***In the Anderson Mansion, tucked away behind a wall of glass and steel, lay the gym. A testament to luxury and functionality, the space was a perfect blend of cutting-edge technology and refined elegance. Polished marble floors met mirrored walls, creating an illusion of infinite space. State-of-the-art equipment lined one side, each piece meticulously chosen for peak performance and aesthetic appeal.The air was cool and crisp, conditioned to the perfect temperature for a rigorous workout. Soft, ambient lighting bathed the room in a gentle glow, contrasting with the vibrant energy pulsating within. At the center of this opulent arena stood the focal point: a professional-grade boxing ring, its ropes taut and pristine, the canvas beneath a muted shade of b
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 93
Reaching into the pocket of his torn jeans, he brought out his phone and dialed a number."Hello who is this?" Ethan's voice came from the other hand of the phone."Hello Ethan, did you miss me?" Jackson asked with a wide grin on his face."You." Ethan said on the phone, his voice filled with anger and disdain."Yes, me." Jackson replied with a smirk."What do you want?" Ethan asked, the quicker he knew why he was calling, the quicker he could end the call."I believe I've made that obvious already, Ethan." Jackson answered, pacing around the walkway."And I already told you that you should forget it." Ethan replied."Let me stop you right there Ethan, It seems you've forgotten that I hold all the cards here." Jackson pointed out.Ethan scoffed over the phone. "You gain nothing if I go down" He said.Jackson knew he was right. His gain laid in Ethan remaining in his position, anything that would make him crumble would be detrimental to his goal."Either you do what I want or I reduce
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
