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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 95
A few seconds of silence followed them as they both stared into each other's eyes. Their mouths were not moving but their eyes did the talking."I had an amazing time last night." Rachel said her cheeks getting flustered."I'm glad you did." Paul replied with a wide smile, raising his hand to gently stroke her cheek. "We should do that again soon." He added.As the lovers stared into each other's eyes, completely lost in each other's presence, at a far corner, Mr. McDave stood well hidden as he observed the two lovebirds.***Gerald sat beside Denera in the living room of his mansion. "Where are they? I can't be gone for too long." Denera asked, getting impatient."Relax, they'll soon be here." Gerald assured as he sipped the alcohol that was in the cup placed beside him.The soft ding of the door announced the arrival of his guests. The doors slid open with a hushed whisper, revealing two figures cloaked in shadow. Their faces were obscured by intricate masks, the silver and black
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 96
On the screen, frozen in grainy detail, was the incriminating video that had landed in his possession a couple of days ago. It showed Ethan and Jackson—it was the video Alex had recorded.The weight of the evidence pressed down on him, the magnitude of its potential impact clear. He sighed, running a hand through his hair, and leaned forward, replaying the video for what felt like the hundredth time. Every frame reinforced the power he held in his hands, but also the danger.A knock on the door broke his concentration. He quickly minimized the video and composed himself. "Come in," he called, his voice steady.The door opened, revealing his assistant, her expression concerned. "Is everything alright, sir? You’ve been in here for hours."He offered a reassuring smile, though it didn’t reach his eyes. "Just working through some things. Thanks, but I’m fine."She nodded, hesitating for a moment before closing the door softly behind her. He was alone again, the weight of his thoughts set
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 97
"We're in this together. Let's make sure everyone knows it."They left her office side by side, their footsteps echoing down the corridor, as they made their way to the project site. ***The night was draped in an inky darkness as the sleek black SUV sped down the deserted highway, its headlights cutting through the gloom. Paul gripping the wheel with white-knuckled intensity.Ethan and Sandra sat at the back, their eyes were fixed ahead, a mixture of determination and anxiety etched on both their face.The message had come through encrypted channels just minutes ago: another attack was imminent at the project site. They had no time to waste.“We’re almost there,” he said, his voice tense. “Are you sure about this intel?”She nodded, her jaw set. “It came from one of our most trusted sources. We can’t take any chances.”They pulled up to the project site, the massive construction area eerily quiet under the cold moonlight. Armed security guards patrolled the perimeter, their movemen
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 98
As they drove back to the office, the weight of the night’s events pressed on them, but there was also a newfound resolve.“We’ll get through this,” she said quietly, breaking the silence. “We have to.”He glanced over at her, his expression softening. “We will. Together.”***Getting back into his office, Ethan quickly settled in and dives back into the myriad of things in front of him. The only sounds were the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional creak of the leather chair as he shifted his weight.He leaned back, closing his eyes briefly, the weight of the recent events pressing heavily on his mind. The project assigned to him was of monumental importance—a game-changer for the company and for his House. He had chosen his partner although based on a quid pro quo, but she was now someone he trusted implicitly. But the series of challenges and attacks on the project site had thrown everything into chaos.“Why now?” he muttered to himself, running a hand through his h
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 99
Taking a deep breath, he picked up his phone and dialed Sandra’s number. “We need to talk,” he said when she answered. “I’ve just received something that could change everything.”As he hung up, he knew that the path ahead was fraught with uncertainty. But he was ready to face it head-on, armed with the newfound possibilities contained within that unassuming package. The night was still young, and the battle for their project's future had just begun.***The sun was shining brightly as Ethan made his way through the bustling office building. His mind was elsewhere, preoccupied with the events of the previous night. The package from Rhys had been a game-changer, but it came with a cost—one that could fracture the partnership he valued so much.He paused outside Sandra's office, taking a deep breath before knocking. Her assistant waved him in, and he stepped into the room. She was seated behind her desk, reviewing some documents, her expression focused and intense.“Morning,” he said,
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 100
As they reached the peak of their passion, she cried out his name, her voice a blend of ecstasy and devotion. He followed soon after, his own release a shattering wave of pleasure that left him breathless and spent.They lay tangled together, their breathing slowly returning to normal, the afterglow of their lovemaking wrapping them in a cocoon of warmth and contentment. He brushed a lock of hair from her face, smiling down at her with a mixture of love and admiration.“You’re amazing,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe.“So are you,” she replied, her eyes sparkling with happiness. “I can’t imagine my life without you.”He kissed her forehead, his heart swelling with emotion. “I have something to tell you.”She looked up at him, curiosity piqued. “What is it?”He took a deep breath, his expression turning serious. “You know the plan we talked about? I made my first move today.”She nodded, her hand resting on his chest. “And how did it turn out?”“I sent him a package last nigh
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 101
As he contemplated the impending downfall of Ethan, a sense of satisfaction filled him. The board was set, and he was about to declare checkmate, Ethan would learn the hard way that in this game, there could only be one winner.***The day progressed normally, with nothing out of the ordinary, but tonight, something new had stirred. The air was thick with an electric tension as if the city itself held its breath, waiting.In the heart of the night, a black car glided through the deserted streets, its polished surface reflecting the pale glow of streetlights. The car was a silent phantom, moving with a purpose that brooked no interference. It was a vehicle designed for the discerning few, those whose names were known in whispers and whose presence was felt in the shifting tides of power.The car stopped before a wrought iron gate, behind which stood a mansion shrouded in darkness. The mansion was a relic of old wealth, its grandeur hidden behind tall, ivy-covered walls. The gate open
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 102
The man turned away from the window, his mind already calculating the next move in a game only he could see.***The rhythmic thud of fists meeting punching bag echoed through gym. Ethan's muscles rippled with each powerful strike, sweat glistening on his tanned skin under the dim, lights. The gym had always been his safe space, a place where he can gather his thoughts and let out all stress and pent up feelings.His eyes were fully locked on the punching bag in front of him, but his mind was sorting and arranging a whole lot of other things. A steady, controlled breathing pattern accompanied his movements, his eyes focused and unyielding.The silence was interrupted by the soft, almost hesitant, creak of the gym's heavy oak door. Ethan paused, mid-punch, glancing over his shoulder. Standing at the entrance was Hera, the maid of the house. She looked slightly out of place in the austere, almost Spartan, environment of the gym. Hera, held a pristine white envelope in her gloved hand
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Chapter 376
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
