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From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 133
Everything happening seemed to be against Nathan, that was his thought and that was the truth. He knew that Vivian must have noticed what was happening, but to spite him more, she still asked and Enrique and Donald gave her the will for the fulfilment of her desire. "He repented and wants the job now, I told you he'll return, I'm like a prophet now. Prophet Enrique." Enrique bragged, feeling so like a superhero who predicted a fulfilled future. "Yeah, whatever, give him the job," Vivian spoke nonchalantly and began to walk away. "And my conditions?" Nathan quickly reminded her. A pin-drop silence enveloped the room with the six piercing eyes fixed on Nathan, they were piercing deeply into his soul and it got him cringing, though he maintained his stance. "What conditions?" Nathan was questioned. "The one I talked about when I spoke with y'all, I thought it would be granted after the job had been signed down to me," Nathan explained his thought. "Well, what can I say? You tho
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 134
Nathan felt his eyes forming tears but he blinked them in, knowing that no amount of tears would solve his problem, he picked up the bread and took a bite from it and it burnt his throat like it was not just a slice of bread, then he realized that they must have added something to the bread like chilli pepper which made the bread chilli. "Ah!" Nathan moaned in pain as it burnt his throat and tongue, and when he forcefully swallowed it, it burnt his stomach. He quickly picked up a cup and fetched some water from the sink tap to drink, he didn't even care to know whether the water was clean or not, he drank like that and drank til his stomach was filled with water and he ate up the bread even with the hotness. He was that hungry. When he was down eating, his face was so red and so was his throat, he was feeling so uncomfortable and all he wanted at that moment was a ball of ice to calm his pain. He sat down on the floor and kept on swallowing the phlegm building up in his throat and
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 135
Saturday mornings in the Davenport mansion were usually busy and interesting. All the extended families would spend the whole day there, having fun, business meetings and simply just hang around. Even though those moments weren’t as splendid and memorable as the poor family’s Nathan experienced in his old home, it was still something to truly write home about. There was so much money that the Davenport family could literally afford to buy things that would afford to buy things that would enhance their material living. But Saturday mornings were different for Nathan. He would wake up before everyone, do some house chores and check up on Candace, his contractual wife. Nathan was now more like a slave to the Davenport family. As much as he hated it, he had no choice. He no longer needed to fend for himself or think about those iron fists colleagues. He was free from the claws of Mexico and hiding under the shadow of one of the wealthy families here. Truth is, Nathan was deliberat
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 136
Nathan felt a little bit sorry for Candace who had spoken with such boldness, 'If only she knows what she's getting herself into', he thought. Nathan knew that Elon was a hard man to convince and a hard rock to break, at least it takes a strong person to break him through, not some sick person like Candace. Nathan knew that he was being judgmental with his reasoning, but who wouldn't? He knew that Candace, though she looked strong, she was still very weak within. Women, weaker vessels, and a cancerous patient? The weakest vessel. Nathan decided to concentrate on his cleaning and swept a portion but his curiosity was not satisfied, he needed to hear more things, a desire which got him back to the door. "...Candace honey, when are you planning to go to London? Don't get me wrong, I think you should take your time and plan it out very well before going there, but there is our empire that needs his swift partnership, and if you ask me, I'll say that you should leave as soon as possible
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 137
Nathan was taken out of the mansion to the backyard where a pole was firmly tugged to the ground, the pole stood gallantly and it stretched to another pole by the side and it connected in the upper stretch. It was in such a way that made it look like football posts without its net. Exactly like that. Seeing the posts-like structure, Nathan had a clue that his days on earth were numbered and the struggle to break free multiplied, he began to struggle more like never before. "Let me go, this instant!" He was thrown to the floor, he bruised his both knees and it hurt him like hell. He clenched tightly to both knees and glared at the guards who were setting a rope around the poles, "You'll pay for this," He vowed to himself. His groaning was ignored as he was being picked from the ground, this time he neither struggled nor wobbled, he let himself be hanged, and he was hanged upside down. A thick rope was holding tightly to his legs which was cutting through his flesh because of his we
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 138
“Breach? The contact?” Candace suddenly questioned Nathan, reeling from the shock she had felt. Did Nathan just say he wanted to breach the contract? Candace walked to the door and quickly shut it, ensuring that no one saw them or heard their conversations. “Excuse me? What do you mean by ‘breach the contract’?” Candace asked. Nathan remained elusive. He had made up his mind and he was not going to get entangled with London or any person or thing from his past. Was he blind when he signed the contract? Did the statement actually mention that he was going to London with Candace? “Yes. I.. I can not go with you to London. If the contract says I must, then I will “Do not let grandma hear those words from your mouth or she will skin you alive. I know my grandmother better than anyone else. So, do not say those words from your mouth again, as long as you are under the roof of Davenport.” Candace said, trying to be hard on Nathan, but at the same time, she needed Nathan to be aware o
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 139
Minutes turned into hours and hours into days. Nathan’s was getting used to his life in the Davenport family. He had gotten used to the traumatizing moment, the insults, the diminishing drama from Vivian and her entire family. Sometimes though, he would question himself, asking if he knew what he was doing. But he would shake those thoughts off. He deserved every bit of trauma he was facing in his life. “Hey Collins. I see you are getting ready to travel to London with my sister. I must say, you have to consider yourself very lucky and fortunate. You will be an acting husband to Candace Davenport.” Enrique called out to Nathan as Nathan served dinner in the kitchen. Nathan said nothing in return, he just nodded. “Are you ignoring me?” Enrique asked. ‘Oh not this bafoon again!’ Nathan sighed angrily under his breath. He was getting really sick of Enrique’s taunting and belittlement. Nathan knew that Enrique derived pleasure from making others feel inferior, and he wasn’t goin
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 140
“I am sorry and I know that this is utterly disappointing to you, Grandma. But when I did my research and I did all the blueprint work myself, I saw that big companies like JetWhirl, Condurm and other top companies had extreme difficulties getting to secure a contract with Elon in the Genesis project. They literally had to wait for over 9 months before their contracts got approved.” “Compared to those big companies, grandma, we are nothing but a speck of dust, a drop of water in an ocean. Our proposal might never get to Elon’s company, let alone have a chance of getting reviewed and accepted!” At this point, Vivian was boiling in hot lava. Her head was literally burning and the smoke was coming out of her nostrils. All of the other family members looked pale and shocked, never expecting those words from Candace’s mouth. She was always positive. “Candace, what are you saying? Where is all this coming from? Are you sick?” Anita began, pressing her palm together. “I know what I
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CHAPTER 430 (THE END)
“What now? You’re gonna leave me here to die away? Huh? Is that how you forgive? And I don’t need your fucking forgiveness, you hear me?” “You are still a loser. Look what it took you to get here! You lost Fred, lost your employees, lost your wife, lost your sister! You are a loser, Nathan, and it will always be that way! Go on, walk away like you always do, but what I said just now is the truth, okay?” Alex roared out in agony and pain, trying to break free. His words kept opening a wound in Nathan’s heart. A wound that he was trying to heal, a wound he would spend a trillion dollars to completely close up. But Alex did not give a damn! He needed to lash out his own anger and cries. “I would kill you over and over again, brother. Our father was an asshole just like you. He hated me, he could not bear the responsibility of a son from his janitor. And I am the product of that disgusting intimacy, Nathan.” Alex’s voice broke. He didn’t want it to, but it did. His entire body shook,
CHAPTER 429 (GRANDE FINALE)
Alex Reed struggled to breathe as hard as he struggled to see. He looked around and could barely see a thing. He was in a dark room and whoever the fuck put him there was merciful enough to place a dim light above his head, just enough for him to see his own breath. He tried to move, but his body was numb, and yes, he was tied to a chair, so he could not move. He had been captured. He tried to recall the last incident that happened to him. He was in his car, driving to the airport for his departure, and then he was drinking… Yes. He was poisoned by a man who was not Mark, his driver. Someone had ambushed him, and now, he was tied up to a stupid chair when he was supposed to be on the seat of his private jet. Clearly, it was Megan. Alex had been humiliated to the core already. He had Vanessa slap him ruthlessly in public, diminishing his pride, lowering his esteem in front of the whole world. Then, he had Emma threaten him. This was not right. This was not the Alex he had envision
CHAPTER 428 (FINALE)
Marcus’s breath hitched. His heart pounded in his ears, drowning out the sound of the wind rustling through the trees. His fingers curled into fists, and for the first time in years, he felt something he had long buried—fear. His lips parted slightly, but no words came. April, oblivious to the storm brewing within Marcus, stared at Neil’s grave with a mixture of shock and grief. “Neil…” she whispered, her voice cracking. “I—I didn’t even know he was buried here. I mean, I heard he was killed. And whoever did it, death to the person.” Mr. Frost said nothing. He simply stood there, his hands in his coat pockets, his head slightly tilted, watching Marcus the way a lion watches its prey—patient, unhurried, and inevitable. “You seem shaken, Marcus,” Mr. Frost finally said, his voice smooth, almost amused. “Why?” Marcus forced a dry chuckle. “I just… I wasn’t expecting this,” he lied. “It’s just bringing back memories.” “Ah,” Mr. Frost nodded, taking a slow step toward Neil’s grave.
CHAPTER 427 (FINALE)
“You said you wanted to see me?” Asked Marcus, panting. He had been running. He dared not disappoint Mr. Frost or make him wait. Especially because Mr. Frost had been cold towards him for a while. Marcus was not sure why Mr Frost would tell him to meet him at the cemetery. He literally just returned from a journey, not a vacation trip, a work trip to Dubai and he had been there for over 1 month, alone and away from all social connections, online and offline. “Did you bring your girlfriend as I requested?” asked Mr. Frost. “Yes I did, sir.” Marcus responded and signalled for April to come over. This was yet another strange thing. Why did he request for April too? April walked up to them and greeted Mr. Frost respectfully. Mr. Frost looked into her eyes and smiled, the type of smile that came from past lives and would live on for millions of years. His smile was so endearing, thought April, the very first day she met him. There was an aura he exuded that was so… so familiar, so
CHAPTER 426
Mr. Frost stood there, silently allowing the breeze to softly kiss his tender skin. Tender? No, more like rough and craggy. In this context, many people would say he had been through hell and back. But this was not the case for Mr. Frost. He lived in hell, ate in hell, cried in hell, burnt in hell, revived, burnt again, defeated demons, defeated the devil himself, and took over control. But he was close. He was this close to losing it, this close to becoming the very thing that destroyed him. His life had been a mystery, a story that could cover over 2,000 pages and 400 chapters. If only he had been writing a story of his life, or at least just documenting some specific events or even writing a journal, then it might probably be the best selling book in the New York Times or even in the entire world. Maybe he would title it, “The Man Who Survived Hell and Ruled It.” or “A Man Called Revenge!” He scoffed. He gulped down his bottle of wine as he reminisced back to early orphan
CHAPTER 425
“I… I’m sorry, Loulou. But this is it! You remember when you I used to carry that firewood back in Egypt? And then, I would… I would, um, fall and trip over? Then you would say, ‘Abni, adhhab wastriha. ead ghadan wasawf takun 'aqwaa’?” “Then I would run back home and cry. Ha!” Alex sniffed in. “I think this is the time, Loulou. I am falling. I am tripping over, and I cannot stand by and watch all that we have built crumble. I have no one left, Loulou. Vanessa has left me, Megan she… she is a fucking snake and had been a betrayer.” “All the people I called friends are fucking leeches. Parasites. I will be returning back to Egypt, Mom, but not for long. I will be back. Stronger and better.” Cozbi just lay there, eyes shut, breathing slow and paced. Alex was not sure when she would wake up or if leaving her was the right decision. But he smelled danger. First of all, Vanessa had actually been around all those times, and then Megan, whom he thought was going to be his salvation, turned
CHAPTER 424
“Sir! Someone is here to see you!” George, his right hand man said. Donald was raging. He had been grinding his teeth for days now. What was going on? Him, Donald Arthur, one of the most feared men in the city, lost a fight to his useless son and to a little girl. He felt like a laughingstock. He had built his empire with blood, sweat, and absolute ruthlessness. He had crushed men who dared to stand in his way. He had destroyed families without blinking. And now? He had lost to them? To a boy who once cowered before him and a girl he never even considered a threat? Unacceptable. His fingers curled into fists, his knuckles turning white as he forced himself to breathe. He had been grinding his teeth so much that his jaw ached. "Who is it?" Donald snapped, his voice sharp as a blade. George hesitated. "He… uh, he didn’t give a name, sir. But he said you'd want to see him." Donald exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples. "If this is another damn journalist or some lowlife trying
CHAPTER 423
Alex’s body went numb for two reasons. Firstly, her stomach was bloated. Secondly, it was Vanessa. His eyes bulged out, and he looked to Megan, who gave him a sly smile. Finally, their eyes interlocked. Alex could breathe her anger. It was like he was standing next to a fire, a hot lava, and one push from an inauspicious wind could lead to an untimely death. “You!” he said to Megan before taking slow steps to his ex, who was not official. Finally, they were sharing the same oxygen and staring eyeball to eyeball. “V.. Vanessa. I… Look, I know that…” Slap! Alex held his face. He felt humiliated. But he had to try one more time. “Vanessa. Whatever you think is not true. I…” Slap! Slap again. Slap the fourth time. This got onlookers making videos of the lady slapping the man at the airport. Alex could do nothing. He was trapped. His security guards were not with him, and he was in an open space; he could not raise hand or voice against a pregnant woman. “5 months, Alex Reed. 5
CHAPTER 422
2 Weeks Later ‘Beep’ ’Beep’ ‘Beep’ The machines hymned rhythmically, echoing into the four walls of the hospital room. Cozbi’s situation did not seem to be getting any better. It was, in fact, worsening. Alex thumped his head on the wall repeatedly. “I told her! I fucking told her! I fucking told her not to meet with Mr. Frost. Now she has a fucking heart attack.” Alex roared, curled his fist into a ball, and punched the wall. But it only left him with a pulverised hand. “She will be fine,” said Megan to comfort him. “Do not tell me she will be fine. It’s been two weeks now, and my mother had not even lifted a finger. I knew her coming to the UK was a big red flag. And you,” Alex continued, focusing his attention on Megan, “You knew she was going in to see Mr. Frost, that… that god… or whatever his fucking title is. Yet you not only approved of it, you even went in with her. All of that without my consent!” Alex roared. Then Megan stood up and walked to him. “Alex, do not
