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From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 262
Nathan took a moment to look at April, wishing he could tear his eyes away from the very person who had shattered his trust years ago. Her smile was radiant, almost mocking in its innocence, as if she had never been part of the betrayal that had altered his life so drastically. "Hello, April," Nathan managed to say, his voice tight with restrained anger. He extended his hand to shake hers, forcing a semblance of politeness despite the roiling tempest of emotions inside him. "Nice to meet you." April's smile widened, clearly pleased by the cordiality. "It's a pleasure, Mr. Frost. I must say, I would have never had the opportunity to see you face to face. You are a billionaire, sir. I mean, you technically own the Frost Empire! I adore you, sir" The more she spoke, the more Nathan wanted to give her a resounding slap to shut her up. How dare she speak to him. April's adulation felt like a slap in the face, a bitter reminder of the trust he had placed in her years ago. There was real
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 263
“What the fuck, man? We are running late. This is the project manager we are talking about here. If we do not get there in time, he will send a bad report to Megan and we might lose this opportunity.” Enrique querried Donald, refusing to leave the doorway. “Okay okay. As you can see, I am getting ready. I have a wife and kids, so, I have more responsibilities than your single ass.” Donald roared back, zipping up his pants with the help of Racheal. “Don’t you…” Enrique clenched his fist. “You know what? The both of you have 10 minutes.” Enrique said, grabbed a bag of churito from the table right next to the doorway and shut the door behind him. He walked down the hallway, eating his bag of churito casually. He then came across a mirror and stood there for minute, admiring himself. He was looking elegant. He wondered why he was single. He was clocking 34 and was not even dating. This made him think about Mrs. Megan. What she did to him the other day was beyond embarrasing. It was
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 264
“Help me! Somebody help me right now! Take this ducking smelly bag out of my fucking head now!!!!” Emma screamed. She could see nothing and hear nothing. Her ears were blocked with wool and a smelly sack was over her head. Good thing her breath always smelled fresh or else, she would have died of so much smell by now. “I said get this…” Someone suddenly placed a finger over her lips. “Shhh… silence now, baddie. You are screaming like a child. Aren’t you supposed to be a strong woman? Come on now.” It was a female’s voice. Emma immediately recognized the voice. It was Vanessa. The bag was then taken off from her face. Truly, it was Vanessa. Emma looked around. She was in a cell. A glass cell. Hee hands were cuffed, so she attempting to run or fight back would be futile. “Vanessa? Yes it is you! Bitch! Did you kidnap me?” Emma asked, furrowing her brows in anger. Vaness simply smiled and bent over her. “I guess I did. And oh, your name is Emma and not Megan. How did I kn
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 265
“Everyone thinks Nathan Reed is dead. But I know better. Nathan is out there, somewhere. He is not dead. And I am sure he will return the same way he left; a loser. When he comes, I will find him and throw him into your little cell so you can have some company. Maybe you can even fuck him if you’re horny.” Vanessa scoffed. Vanessa's words dripped with venom as she sneered, tightening her grip on the knife. "You really think Nathan is out there waiting to save you? Pathetic. He’s forgotten you just like Alex will." She waved the knife in front of Emma, her mocking smile returning. "You’re just a puppet in this game, and no one is coming to rescue a broken piece." Emma's chest heaved as she fought to remain conscious, the pain of her wound slowly dulling but the fire inside her burning stronger. "Fuck you! I don’t need saving," she spat, her voice shaking but resolute. "Because when this is over, I’ll be the one watching you beg." Vanessa chuckled, wiping the blood from the blade.
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 266
The Davenport Family made a grand entry to the White Realty Group owned by Megan White. Their convoy, which consisted of sleek, black cars and guards in suits, made a scene the moment they pulled into White Realty Group. Heads turned, whispers followed, but the Davenports walked in with that air of privilege that always accompanied them—Vivian leading the pack, her heels clicking confidently against the marble floor. Percy, her ever-loyal shadow, had that sly grin plastered on her face, while Enrique, despite trying to keep his calm, couldn’t help but feel the unease tightening in his chest. The building alone posed a threat to his pride. Percy was angry. This whole view of heaven was what she would have missed if she hadn’t fought to come along with them. Why were they treating her like an outcast? The Davenport family were all stunned by the exteriors and interiors of the building. Each one of them was surprised that such a structure existed in London. Yet, they would ne
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 267
Percy, who had been silent the whole time, couldn’t contain herself anymore. "Do you even know who you're talking to?" Percy snapped, her voice low but sharp, full of unmasked contempt. Vivian raised a hand to silence Percy before she could go any further. "Enough," she said, her voice calm yet commanding. Vivian knew better than to make a scene in public—at least, not without it being strategically planned. They had a bigger goal in mind, and nothing, not even an insolent receptionist, would jeopardize that. "We’ll wait," she added, turning to face the receptionist with a forced smile. "But remember this moment, young lady, because the Davenport family is not one you can afford to overlook." The receptionist, still unimpressed, barely glanced up from her screen. "Take a seat. I’ll let you know if anything changes." The Davenports reluctantly moved to the waiting area, feelings of anger and embarrassment thick in the air as the minutes dragged on painfully slow. Percy paced back
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 268
Percy watched silently, her arms folded, her face betraying no emotion. She didn’t move to defend him—why would she? Gerald had been nothing but a distant memory since he left the family. She wasn’t about to get involved in whatever mess he had gotten himself into. She would give up everything to be with Henry instead. Ah, if only she had seen him before Anita did. She would have divorced Gerald that very day. Gerald let out a slow breath, and then he chuckled—low, deliberate. It was the kind of laugh that made everyone around pause. "Oh, I’m something alright,” he said, the weight of his words hanging in the air. “I’m the one who’s about to ruin you.” Donald’s laughter died instantly, replaced by a confused frown. "Ruin me? You’ve lost it, Gerald. Look around you. You can’t even afford to sit at our table anymore. If you are not a janitor here, then I am sure you came to rob this place!" Gerald did not dress exactly wealthy. He had been working all night and looked like a mess.
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 269
“Sir, truly, it is a law. We can not put out a call for a missing person until 24 hours have passed, especially not for someone as influential as Miss. Megan. But we will do…” “Yes, do it. Do everything that can be done. I want you to find Megan for me as soon as possible. The last thing I heard from her end was gunshot. She is clearly not safe and I am one hundred percent sure that she has been abucted by that… asshole, Alex. you should go pick him up and interrogate him right away!” Mr. Frost roared to the shaking police officer. Nathan was truly disturbed. Why? Why did he always keep putting his loved ones in harm’s way? Why was he such a failure even though he was the richest man in London? Why? Why? Why? This only strengthened his resolve to want to find Alex and drive his car keys into his eyes. He was pretty sure that Alex had caught her and had done something to her. The last thing he wanted to think of was Alex killing Emma. No, Alex would not dare. It hurt him to see h
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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
