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From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 212
‘Looney tunes, healing wounds, monochrome, monochrome. I am not blind. The world is too bright and I seek darkness. It’s been 5 years. Where are you? Did you get tired of my monochrome? I wasn’t the best sister and I made life tough for your brave soul. But all I ask is to see you once more, monochrome, monochrome.’ Kamsi looked at her poem, sadness in her eyes. She liked it. She really loved it. This was the 751st letter to her brother. Ever since she realised he was gone and gone for good, she began to write poems, hoping that someday, the wind would carry her words to him and he would remember her and return to her. And then she pressed ‘send’ and waited. A few minutes later, her phone pinged. She checked her inbox. It was Cortney. She had responded. ‘I’m gonna call you now.’ And following that, Kamsi’s phone began to ring. She picked the call and placed the phone on her ear, supporting it with her shoulders, while her hands were busy dancing about on the keyboard of her s
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 213
The night wore on beautifully as Alex sipped into his drink. He sat on his seat, eagerly waiting for the arrival of Megan White. He was nervous like a young boy on his first date. Felt awkward, but Alex knew for a fact that this moment was definitely going to be a new chapter of his life. He had been sitting for over 20 minutes alone. Due to how exotic and luxurious he dressed, many ladies walked up to him to have a drink, chat or simply just to collect his contact information. They said he looked hot. But Alex was not really interested in any of those women. He has had more women in his life than the number of hairs on his head. And so he was not really interested in any of those women. He had his mind focused on Megan. There was a sudden commotion outside Cheng bar. Alex looked through the glass wall and gasped in shock as he saw a really expensive white car pull up. It was a Rolls Royce Sweptalli which was worth more than $40 Million. At this point, Alex already concluded tha
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 214
“Interesting story. Tell me more. How then did you get to this level of wealth?” Megan asked flatly, not wasting a second. It was her psychological trick. “I want to hear everything!” She requested. Alex sighed. “Well, my mother was a hardworking woman. She raised me well and taught me to be hardworking too. She worked at a bakery and saved every last penny just to make sure I went to school. You know how it feels to have a father who rejects you? I did have a father alive somewhere, but…” “…But you never felt a fatherly love, is that right?” Megan interrupted, her tone softening slightly as she leaned in closer. Her emerald eyes were locked onto his, and for a moment, Alex felt a strange connection—like she truly understood the pain he had experienced. "Exactly," Alex nodded, feeling a lump form in his throat. "I watched my mother struggle every day, just to make ends meet. I promised myself that one day, I would be rich enough to take care of her, to give her everything she eve
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 215
“How is she doing now, Neil?” Enrique asked calmly over the phone. “Well, we have good news about your mother’s health, Mr. Enrique. See, we ran several tests today again and the results are promising," Dr. Neil continued, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Her vitals have stabilized significantly, and the latest scans show a reduction in the swelling we were concerned about. She's responding well to the treatment." Enrique leaned back in his chair, exhaling a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. "That's... that's great news. And how about her PSC? Is she still behaving like a child?" Dr. Neil nodded. "Not entirely. But she is now more stable than before. She can process thoughts and is beginning to remember some things. We still need to monitor her closely over the next few days. Her condition is improving, but recovery will be gradual. She needs rest and minimal stress." Enrique's face tightened slightly at the mention of stress. "I’ll make sure o
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 216
“Are you for real man? Do you really mean all those shitty things you just said? You can apologise and I’d know it’s all…” “Fuck you, Gerald. You know what? I’ve had enough of your whining and self-pity. You act like you’re the victim, but all you’ve done is sit on your ass and complain. Henry’s out there making things happen, and you—what are you doing? Trying to make yourself feel better by dragging him down? Pathetic. You couldn’t even pay up for a wine that you foolishly bought!” Gerald’s hands clenched into fists, trembling with a mix of anger and humiliation. He had expected Enrique to be annoyed, maybe even a little dismissive, but not this. The words hit harder than he could’ve imagined, cutting deeper than any insult he’d heard before. He felt like a wool getting close to the fire. “You think you’re so high and mighty, don’t you, Enrique?” Gerald spat back, his voice shaking with fury. “You think you can just trample over me like I’m nothing? I’ve been loyal to this fami
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 217
The night felt longer than usual. But to Alex, time was as fast as the wheels of his car as he drove back home. How the heck was the time already 2 am? As he navigated through the streets of London, he couldn’t help me smile like a young teenager. He just had a date with Megan White. And what’s more? Megan offered to come over to his own house. That was the height of it all. This was heading somewhere. And fast. After a 14-minute drive, Alex finally got home. He parked his car and began to walk slowly into his room so that Vanessa did not hear his footsteps. She would definitely begin to ask him questions —so many incessantly annoying questions. He had told her that he was going to a meeting. He gently took off his shoes. The room was dark. He wouldn’t want to flick on the light or even use the flashlight of his phone. Everything he needed would be done in the morning. “When did you start going to meetings with witches, Alex?” Vanessa’s voice suddenly dropped from a corner of t
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 218
Alex's voice echoed through the almost dark room as he scanned the area, his eyes narrowing when he didn’t see Kamsi immediately. He walked further in, his eyes adjusting to the darkness, and noticed the faint sound of a giggle coming from the closet. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he approached the closet, slowly turning the handle. He waited, listening for any sign of movement, his breath catching in his throat as he heard a soft shuffle. The door to Kamsi's closet was slightly ajar, and with a sly grin, he approached it, pushing it open slowly. Kamsi was sitting on the floor, her eyes wide as she looked up at him, clutching a small pillow to her chest. She wasn’t a child anymore—she knew what he wanted. Yet this old fool would always try to strip her virginity away, something that she kept sacred all her life. Alex closed the door behind him, locking it with a soft click. He took a step closer, his gaze never leaving hers. “You know the rules, Kamsi,” he said, hi
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 219
Alex froze, his eyes widening in shock as he stared down the barrel of the gun. The smug grin vanished from his face, replaced by a mixture of surprise and fear. "You... you wouldn’t dare," he stammered, trying to regain his composure. But there was a slight tremor in his voice that betrayed his uncertainty. How did Kamsi own a gun in his own home that he was not aware of? Kamsi’s hands shook, but her grip on the pistol remained firm. She was done being scared. Done being a victim. "Try me," she hissed through clenched teeth. "I swear, I’ll fucking do it, Alex. Don’t push me." For a moment, the room was silent except for the heavy breathing of both of them. The tension was really tense, hanging in the air like a thick cloud. Alex slowly raised his hands in surrender, taking a cautious step back. "Alright, alright," he said, his voice a strained whisper. "Let’s not do anything crazy here, Kamsi. You don’t want to make a mistake you’ll regret." "Regret?" Kamsi’s voice cracked, b
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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
