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From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 200
Nathan's eyes were shut in his unconscious stage, and his arm, where Donald shot, was bandaged. Nathan had been kidnapped to a cold and unkempt cabin in the outskirts of the town, in the woods, which unknown location was far away. He was tied firmly on a chair he was sitting up, and three of the Davenport family were present. "I thought the doctor removed the bullet, why is he still sleeping then?" Enrique questioned Donald who was with him. "I don't know, I think he needs to be forced awake, and with the amount of anger in me, I can't just wait for him to wake up," Donald replied to Enrique rashly, staring with contempt at Nathan. Donald meant it when he said that he was impatient about Nathan's sleep. He went to a side in the room where a buckle of water was kept, and he picked it up. "That water must have been there for quite a while." Said Gerald with a little discomfort in his voice. Unlike the other two men in the cabin, Gerald was a little bit frightened, and he could b
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 201
They placed three guards out the door, securing the place and making sure that Nathan could not mistakenly escape and they left. Nathan was in his position where they left him. He was still a little bit shaken by the fact that he almost lost his life that day. He could bet with himself that he was almost seeing death calling his name. He was choked, and if he was held in the position for a while more, there was a high probability that he would lose his life. It was five minutes after Nathan was left alone in the cabin that he got himself back. He sighed and thought, 'How will I escape from here?' He turned around for something, but nothing helpful. The cabin was so empty, and it was designed for him. Nathan gave up on escape and resorted to waiting for the men to return to show him his fate, but then, a sound began to resound from the side of the room. It sounded like a ringing tone, and Nathan knew that he had heard that tone somewhere around the Davenport family. He searche
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 202
“Oh you motherfucker!” Alex roared and slammed his hand on his table angrily. I have told you before, do not make decisions without my permission. You know how hard it was for me to get this contract from that fucking Mr. Frost! And now you want to ruin it?” Alex’s voice echoed loudly across the room. Dave stood there, his arms crossed. “Look I didn’t mean to okay? This was a decision I had to make to..” “Just get the fuck out of my office, Lynch. Your prescence infuriates me!” Alex cut his short before he could make a complete statement. Dave lowered his head in disdain and anger. How dare Alex speak to him in that manner and in such tone? Had Alex forgotten that he was sitting on that seat because of him. He, David Lynch had sacrificed to much to be with Alex and now, he felt like a pawn, like a puppet in his show. Dave left the office angrily, slamming the door behind him. As much as he hated this arrogant and hubristsic side of Alex, he just could’t leave. The Reed empire
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 203
“Are you fine, mother?” Enrique asked, seated by the side of his mother. Pipes were connected into her body and she was receiving drips and taking series of syringes. Vivian sighed and smiled lightly. “I feel better now. I am a strong woman. And yes, Buddha gives me strength. I should be out of this stinking bed any moment from now,” Vivian said enthusiastically. She was more positive and energetic than she should be. After the sudden stroke she had after she fell, the whole family thought she was going to die. But here she was, alive and well. But she seemed to be a different person. “Where is my lovely daughter, Candace? Where is Collins and where are the rest of you? Come on, you all should gather round and let me tell you a story.” Vivian managed to put words together, smiling widely. Her change in behaviour got Enrique quite troubled. When did she get so caring about everyone, including Candace and Collins? The Doctor must have a candid explaination to give to him. “M
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 204
"One step at a time, Mr. Enrique," Doctor John advised gently. "We'll monitor her closely and adjust... “Just shut the fuck and do your job. I don’t need no fucking advice from you, old man.” Enrique replied rudely and walked off the office, different emotions wallowing around his head like a fairy, singing loudly in his ears. Enrique walked back into the hospital room grabbed a seat and sat down, placing his palm on his face in agony, anger, and despair. “What’s up, man? What did the doctor say?” Donald asked. Enrique gritted his teeth, “He said she has a fucking brain damage. Said she will be experiencing a change in mood and yeah, that she lost her memory too.” He said and went silent, leaving everyone in the room to turn to Vivian who was staring blankly at the ceiling. “It’s all because of that fucking loser.” Donald turned to Gerald. “I told you, let me put a ducking bullet into his brain, you said no! Now look! Here’s what he has caused Mom!” Donald sneered angrily. Ge
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 205
Alex's frustration grew with every passing second as Megan ignored his long, unending messages. The clock seemed to mock him as he watched it, the seconds dragging on painfully slow. He couldn't understand how someone could dare to snub him—him, Alex Reed, the head of the Reed empire. His mind raced, trying to justify her silence. Maybe she was just too busy, overwhelmed by the flood of messages from her millions of followers, most of whom were probably men like him. Simps like him. But that thought only made it worse. He wasn't just any man; he was supposed to be different, more important, and yet here he was, feeling like a simp, desperate for her attention. Well, he was actually a simp. A big simp who paid for performances on streaming sites of whores. His pride was bruised, but it was more than that. He was hurt, pained that this beautiful, untouchable woman was ignoring him. It stung his ego and made him feel small, insignificant. The more he stared at her picture, the more
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 206
“Don’t be quiet. I asked you a question, sir. Who was that on the phone?” Vanessa asked again, anger evident in her eyes. "Look, you don't just barge into my office, Vanessa. What if I were in an important meeting or—" Alex began, his frustration from the call seeping into his tone. Vanessa cut him off sharply, her voice icy. "I asked you who was on the phone, Alex. Don't try to dodge the question." Alex sighed, rubbing his temples as he tried to keep his temper in check. "It was just a business call, alright? Nothing you need to worry about." Vanessa wasn’t buying it. She crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing as she stared him down. "A business call? Really? Since when do your business calls make you look like you’ve seen a ghost?" Alex clenched his jaw, hating how well she could read him. "I’m just under a lot of stress right now. Things aren’t going smoothly at work, and it’s getting to me." Vanessa’s expression softened, but only slightly. "Stress or not, I need to know wha
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 207
Enrique was in a car, he was driving himself to where Nathan was kept. As he drove, his mind was divided, and he was almost having problems with concentration on the road. He let out a worried sigh which gave his worries away. Vivian was in the hospital and was behaving like another person and it was such a pain to him that he was unable to save her from the fall that caused her senses and reasoning. As he drove and thought, his worries suddenly shifted to anger when he remembered the person who caused his mother to end up in that condition. Collins. His hands tightened on the steering and he scoffed. 'You're done this time, Collins.' He thought. Enrique's hands on the steering turned white, close like snow, due to how hard he was clenching. It was as though he would pull off the poor thing. His heart rose with the anger in store, with each exhale more difficult than the inhale he made. He let himself lose in his anger and his leg matched the accelerator like he was ready to
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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
