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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
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 141
Candace who had been crying finally wiped her tears and looked at Vivian, slightly gaining back her confidence, “My plan had a defect. I believe that Gerald is more capable of getting through with this. If he can get through the Reed family, he might have a higher chance and we might just get close enough to seal the deal. But if I intend to go directly, I might not be allowed to even see the manager.” Vivian breathed in, trying to conceal her anger, but it was obvious that she could not. Candace had completely gotten on her nerves. “Look here, Candace. You have one job to do, get us a share of the Genesis project. So, I want you to answer this question and I am not going to ask twice. For each answer you give, there will be repercussions. So, choose wisely. Candace Owens, will you get us signed into the Genesis project? Yes or No?” Candace went silent. Her head went blank. This was a test. If she said Yes, she would be putting herself in a position where she must achieve a suc
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 142
“Oh, my wonderful son in law.” Vivian quickly embraced Gerald with her words as he and his wife, Percy, walked into the dining room. “Hello Grandma,” Gerald walked into the dining room, looking like celebrities who just got off stage. He walked over to Vivian, bent over her and wrapped his arms around her shoulder and gave her a little peck on her cheek. “Oh my dear son in law, he knows just how to touch my soft spots. Come on in, Gerald.” Vivian gestured to Gerald. The way she treated Gerald was no new thing to the rest of the Davenport. She treated him like a god. Well, maybe he was. See, Gerald Jones was the head of the Jones family and he was a true millionaire. He had influence all over Mexico and some parts of London. His empire dealt with import and export of raw materials and completed items. Vivian believed that he had the key to securing the Davenport family's position among the elites due to his vast fortune and network. Percy, Gerald's wife, trailed closely after,
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 143
“Are you joking, Mother? You really are electing a new head for Davenport?” Enrique asked, looking furious. He was the first son and legally had all the rights to the entire empire. Vivian turned her steely gaze on her furious son. “I am very serious, Enrique. This family needs a leader who can deliver results, not just someone who thinks he’s entitled by birthright.” Enrique’s face flushed with anger, his fists clenching at his sides. “I’ve worked for this family all my life. I deserve this position more than anyone else here!” Gerald, leaning back with a smug expression, interjected, “Well, Enrique, looks like you’ll have to prove it now, won’t you?” The room was charged with tension, eyes darting between Vivian, Enrique, and Gerald. Anita and Rebecca exchanged nervous glances, while Donald tried to mask his surprise with a calm facade. He was the type who would cause trouble and then jump out when it became too tense. Nathan observed the power struggle, feeling an odd mixtur
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 144
“Candace, come in, we have a lot to talk about and I have some tips to share with you. I mean, if you are really serious about getting the contract for the family, you might need some help. Come on, come in.” Enrique who stood at the door, carving a slight smile on his face invited. But Candace was smart and she knew more than to trust a guy who was insulting and firing words at her just a few hours ago. “We can talk here, or we can use the conference room, it has a lot of space.” she said wisely. Nathan hid in a corner of the lobby eavesdropping. He needed to make sure Candace was safe. “Look, I am tired and I want to help you, should you dictate where I should help you? Huh? Have you forgotten that you are not a true member of this family? Do not make me lose my temper, woman!” Enrique threatened. But Candace stood her ground, fully aware of what Enrique had in mind. She would not budge and fall right into his trap. She was not a daft lady. “I understand and I do not desire
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 145
“You ungrateful bastard!" Gerald's voice was a low growl, simmering with fury and hatred. "How dare you lay a hand on my brother! You've just signed your own death warrant, Collins Frost." The rest of the Davenport family stood behind Gerald, their faces masks of shock and outrage. This was not just a family dispute; this was a declaration of war. War against a dog and its master. Nathan, breathing heavily from the confrontation, looked at Gerald and the others with defiance. "I did what I had to do. Enrique was trying to hurt Candace. I couldn't just stand by." "Lies!" Enrique spat from the floor, still clutching his bruised groyne. "He attacked me without provocation. He's trying to destroy this family from the inside." Vivian pushed her way to the front, her eyes filled with cold fury. Her palm kissed Nathan’s face with a thunderous slap, "Collins, you have overstepped your boundaries for the last time. You have no place here, and you certainly have no right to raise your ha
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 146
The almost dead wall clock hung diagonally on the wall, almost falling off. But it still worked, helping the prisoners keep track of time. Some, counting the time to their release, others tracking the time to the end of their lives where they would either be killed by hanging, by electrocution or by any other gory means. And Nathan? He prayed he would make it to the next day/ The policemen in TIjuana were more beasts than humans. They were greedy, corrupt, wicked bastards whose visions were blinded by money and pride. They made prison cells worse than hell for their criminals and ...enjoyed every moment of it. Nathan could hear the anguished cries and moans from other cells, the sound of whimpering and the occasional thud of a fist meeting flesh. It was like a melody of despair that echoed through the bleak, stone corridors of the prison. It was sad and depressing. Nathan leaned against the cold, damp wall, trying to stay warm. His mind was a storm of thoughts, memories of his
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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
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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
