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Dave was also taken aback by the Egoista he saw. He never believed he would come face to face with the dragon. As to who sat honourably inside this exuberant car, Dave already knew that the person was above his level a million miles. Everyone turned to look at the next person who dropped from the car. It was a male. A young man. As soon as he dropped, jaws dropped. The young man was not far from being a god. He wore a sharp, impeccably tailored suit that hugged his athletic frame, accentuating his broad shoulders and chiselled features. His dark hair was styled with precision, framing a face that exuded confidence and charisma. In that moment, as he stood before them, Nathan Reed was not just a man, but a legend in the making, a symbol of power and success that left an indelible mark on all who crossed his path. “Is that Nathan Reed?” “No! It can’t be! It is far from possible. Maybe he’s just his look alike. Nathan is a broke church rat. There’s no way he can be rich overni
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 272
Present Day “Hello, Anastasia. I have heard good things about your Family.” Nathan carved a smile. As the images of that night at Hannover Grande flashed his mind, he couldn’t help but let the smile broaden. Time flies like the crow that just flew past him. He extended his hand for a shake. Anastasia smiled back and shook him. So this was the popular Mr. Frost! This guy was literally 5 times richer than her father. Hee father, Mr. Hearst Fernando was the Mayor of London and he knew just how to play the game well. He knew the right buttons to press at all times and Anastasia had learned that art. Most times, they would have to go dirty or they would end up being kicked out from their seat. She learned how to play the game well. She knew the right buttons to press and the right people to charm. But Mr. Frost? He was in a league of his own. “Mr. Frost,” Dave began nervously, “I must say, we’re honoured to meet you. I trust you’ve been well?” Nathan’s gaze flicked to Dave, a
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 273
“Where are you going all dressed like this?” Vanessa asked Alex in an alluring manner. She lay on the bed, her seducing voice swarming into Alex’s ear like a hot breeze. “Mr. Frost and I have a meeting. He said it is an emergency meeting. I fucking hope he has not found out. If he has, I am in a big pile of mess.” Alex replied, adjusting his tie. Vanessa smiled. “You know, if only you had not spent time with that bitch, you would have stored up some money to fix your bullshit.” she said. “No, Vanessa. Stop this. We are not going to talk about Megan again. Not now, not ever. Just.. just stop with it.” Alex ordered. Vanessa carved an evil smile and nodded. “Sure, honey. Not a word about her from me ever again.” And Vanessa was right. Megan was in good shape. She would probably be bored and hungry and Vanessa was not ready to have her die yet. She had so much to let Emma see, especially the downfall of Nathan Reed if and only if the bastard somehow manages to spring back from th
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 274
BREAKING NEWS: The Headline read: ‘Patients of Bryid Hospital Reportedly Being Diagnosed With A Rare Disease After Receiving Bio-hazardous Medications.’ “All residents of London, this is an emergency call to stay away from Brymid hospital immediately. If you are driving there, turn around. If you are there and are watching this breaking news, leave the hospital at once while the police head there.” “New videos have been trending online recently about patients who received treatments from Brymid Hospital developing excruciatingly painful swelling of Lymph Nodes, an unusually high fever and swelling of the intestines along with internal bleeding and other strange symptoms. “After some research and experiments were performed by the AHRQ, they made a shocking discovery of a new strain of pathogen, potentially man-made, that was found in the medications administered to these patients. It appears to be highly contagious and deadly. The authorities are urging anyone who has recently be
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 275
“Come on, boss. They’re gonna break in, we are gonna die, fuck! I’m gonna open the door.” “No. Stop being a pussy and get your ass over here!” Neil ordered and reached out for a pistol quickly from his drawer. Neil then pulled Darius to himself and pointed the gun to his head. The officers finally broke in after counting down. “I’ll shoot him! I’ll fucking shoot him if you all don’t get out now. You don’t want me to kill an innocent civilian now, do ya?” Neil screamed, holding the gun to Darius' head with one hand and choking his neck with the other. “Listen, we do not care if that man dies or not, Mr. Neil. You are all in this together and we do not fucking care. So, you have two options. Put the gun down and surrender peacefully, or we will take you down by force, regardless of the body count," the taller officer responded coldly, his eyes narrowing as he took a step forward. His partner mirrored the motion, both men completely unfazed by Neil's threats. Neil's grip on the
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 276
Neil tried to speak, but his mouth went dry. The memory of Marcus’s broken body, the torture they had inflicted on him, flooded his mind. He had assumed Marcus was long gone, buried under the weight of their cruelty. But no no. He was dead wrong. And now, here stood Marcus, alive and burning with vengeance. Marcus looked like he was about to rip off the head of a beast. Marcus walked around Neil, circling him like a predator stalking its prey. "All these years, I’ve dreamed of this day. The day I could watch you fall, see that smug face crumble into fear and regret. And now… look at you." Neil opened his mouth to protest, to beg, but Marcus wasn’t done. He stopped, standing face to face with Neil, his eyes dark with rage. "You thought you could just do whatever you wanted. But you forgot something, Neil. People like you… always get what’s coming to them." The police officers remained silent, observing as Marcus vented years of pent-up fury. He leaned in close, his voice a low wh
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 277
Alex’s hands were almost vibrating, but he did not pick the call. No, not now, not ever. Neil had been caught and he would have to suffer everything alone. He was smart to have detached Brymid from his legal possession. Now, he would be free and only Neil was going to suffer the consequence of their actions. “Alex looked at Vanessa. She too was tense, but not as tense as he was. The atmosphere in the reception was too thick for them to breathe properly. They were about to meet Mr. Frost as they had agreed, and there were so many things on their plates. Firstly, Alex would have to answer why he used inauthentic materials for a project as huge and important as The Genesis project. He had used the money for his personal benefit. Now, he was short on capital and was literally in a big mess. Secondly, Mr. Frost has asked him to come along with Kamsi. But why? How could he tell Mr Frost the truth? That Kamsi, the teenager whom he came on with just a few weeks ago, was dead? Killed by
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 278
Nathan, sitting behind that enormous desk like a king on his throne, watching Alex with those cold, calculating eyes. “Alex,” Mr. Frost said, his voice smooth but with an undercurrent of danger. “I’ve been waiting.” Alex swallowed again. He couldn’t find his voice, so he nodded instead. Mr. Frost gestured to the chair across from him. “Sit down.” Alex did as he was told, feeling like a child about to be scolded. Mr. Frost didn’t speak right away. He just watched him, his fingers steepled under his chin. The silence was unbearable. This was a psychological hack used by smart, powerful people to instil fear into their opponent’s heart. And it always worked. Finally, Mr. Frost spoke again, his voice casual, almost friendly, but Alex wasn’t fooled. “I heard you brought Vanessa with you. That’s good. But where is Kamsi? I asked you to bring her.” The question hung in the air like a death sentence. Alex’s mouth went dry. His palms were sweating again. ‘What could he say? What c
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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
