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“What we’re you thinking, Fred? Do you want everyone to know who I am? Why didn’t you inform me before your arrival?” Nathan barked at Fredrick as they discussed in a secluded area of the school where no one would see them. “My sincere apologies, young master!” Fred bowed his head. “We were only here concerning the charity gala! Being your assistant for the time being, I had to be present. Miss Kamsi was here to represent you.” Fred explained and Nathan calmed down. Besides, no one knew they were connected. “Young master, I overheard the mockery concerning the birthday of Amanda. Why would you let them mock you? We own 60% shares in Mr. Lynch’s company. Just say the word and we will buy back all shares and his business will crumble till it’s out of existence!” Fred enamored. He knew that Nathan was down to earth and did not crave attention. Yet, this was beyond mockery. This was an insult to the Reed empire, and everyone who laughed at him must pay dearly. “Dear Fredrick. Le
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 17
Nathan turned around and behind him was a lady. A pretty lady. Her appearance was wonderful even in the dimly lit dining room. She wore a uniform. A soft grey T-Shirt complimented by a 3-quarter black cotton skirt, and above her neatly tailored dress, she wore an apron. This could only mean one thing. She was a worker here. Perhaps a bartender or a waitress. So how on Earth did she get his contact? For as long as he could recall, he had not given his number to any soul aside from a few of his course mates. But this lady looked very familiar to Nathan. Nathan strained his eyes as he tried to recollect the details about the lady’s face as it was very familiar. He had seen her somewhere. Was it her enchanting smile? Her humble composure? “Oh, hi, Miss. Do I know you?” Nathan asked mildly. Immediately she went on her knees and began to thank Nathan with so much enthusiasm and gratitude that some people began poke nosing. “I’m Abigail Foster. I am the artist who created the
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 18
“And who are you, young man? How did you get in here and who offered you a seat here?” The manager turned his rage to Nathan who was now standing and commanding respect. Nathan didn’t say a word in return. He simply dipped his hand in his pocket, took his wallet and showed the man his Diamond membership card. “I don’t believe you! You stole that card. Or it’s fake!” The man resisted and before Nathan could blink twice, the man stretched out and snatched the Diamond card from Nathan’s hand and without examining it properly, he broke the card in half. Nathan sighed. He was boiling with rage at this point because even after showing the Diamond card to this mad dog, he still didn’t believe him. But he remained calm and let the storm pass by. Silence, they say, is the best answer given to a fool. “You are a thief! You dare challenge me? So you think you can come here and show off what you don’t have? Do you realize that you are in D Royals premium section and it is only meant f
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 19
“You are fired, Draco. Come over to my office after this and claim your sack letter.” The man spoke rashly. Mr. Fernando was a well built man. He was feared by all his workers, young and old. He was known to be a no nonsense man. He even made sure he tolerated no malarkey garbage from his own daughter, Selene. The only people who Mr. Fernando paid his utmost respect to were his clients, customers and his superiors. So, seeing Mr. Fernando dash out of his office in such heat of anger made everyone wonder if truly Nathan was an elite player afterall. “Boss, with all due respect, you have been fooled. This man here is nothing but a scam and a fraud. He stole our membership card and eats our luxurious meals. He should be put in prison!” Draco tried to defend his pride, not wanting to be embarrassed by a ‘commoner’. But his words only angered Mr. Fernando more. “How dare you! The man standing before you has over 80% shares in this company. He is a Reed and he has threatened to s
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 20
“It’s her! It’s Abigail Benson!” “Yes! She was the winner of the art-fashion auction!” “Is it really her?” “Damn! She is a goddess. Is she this rich?” “Hell yeah. I heard someone bid her work for over $5 million! The person must have also contacted her!” “Who even invited her to this party? She is in GoldVine college. How did she know? She looks like a goddess! “Dave must have invited her. Dave really has a wealthy circle. She’s so rich!” David noticed that attention soon diverted from him and Amanda and was now flying towards Abigail. He didn’t know so much about Abigail, but he heard the news that her work was bought for over $5 million for just a pair of sneakers. He wondered who the buyer would be and most importantly, how rich this Abigail was. “Everyone! It’s with my utmost respect and pleasure that I welcome the 3rd beauty goddes in GoldVine University. I’m glad she accepted my invite.” David spoke up, breaking the dense silence. Everyone began to cheer th
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 21
Heavy dense gasps filled the air, enhancing the blunt silence that erupted from the crowd. Everyone watched what would happen next. And then Nathan pulled out his gift. It was a bouquet. He dropped the flower and frowned. “Oh crap! What has Nathan gotten himself into?” Neil whispered and shut his eyes in shame for his friend. “I thought he said he wasn’t going to make it! Now dude’s about to get messed up again!” Marcus agreed. They were both feeling bad for Nathan already. He has put himself in the spotlight and is now about to embarrass himself. Suddenly, a loud laughter from David broke through the silence and echoed in the bar. Every other person began to laugh loudly at Nathan too. “Flowers? He brought flowers? Has he no shame? First, he had the guts to come here with Abigail, now, he is attempting to steal Amanda?” “He thinks this is a birthday party for losers!” “Maybe he thinks it's a gift for Amanda, but it’s actually a tribute for his funeral! I wonder what Da
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 22
Marcus and Neil quickly rushed outside to meet Nathan. There he was standing with milk all over his body with Abigail by his side. Marcus and Neil had been noticing some changes in Nathan recently. “Dude. What happened back there? I thought you said..” “Forget what happened back there. Let’s just say everything went according to plan! Now, tell me, who wants to go to Disneyland with them?” Nathan asked. “I do! I mean! Marcus first spoke up followed by a nervous smirk! “I’ve always wanted to go there! You know, since I was a kid!” “Good. Here. Take this!” Nathan handed a black box to Marcus. “This is your gift to Amanda.” “What’s in it?” “It’s a Diamond necklace. It’s worth $1.7 Million!” Nathan announced and Marcus almost dropped the box to the ground but with a good reflex, he swiftly caught the box. He examined it with so much attention and detail. He was holding $1.7 Million in his hands? In a tiny box? His hands were shaking! “How… What's going on, man? How did yo
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 23
Different students kept bashing the group chat with mesages. Messages about Nathan’s demise at Cheng bar. Pictures and videos were already flying across on the internet. Nathan’s face was now everywhere, labeled as the church rat. Many called him milkman, some flower boy and others, bouquet boy. “He ran home like a little baby! He couldn’t stand it. What’s was he even thinking?” “At least dude had to get a taste of wealth. May take a couple of years before he experiences another!” The mockery was so intense that it began to piss Nathan off. But he said and did nothing. He wasn’t going to engage in cyber fight with those brokies. He was way above their level. Let them talk. Talk is cheap. As for him, he would make sure they all see who he truly is. Someone then tagged Marcus. “Hey dude! That was some crazy ass shit you pulled up back there! Where did you get that necklace? You stole it?” “Yeah man!” Another person commented. “That shit is worth $1 Million! How did you get it
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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 shoo
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
