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From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 309
Gasps filled the room, some people even standing to get a better view. The whispers grew louder, blending into a cacophony of disbelief and perplexity, whatever that means. Nathan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, looking at Alex with a predatory grin. "Well, Alex. I’m still standing. Now, how about you get on your knees and do what’s right?" Alex’s face turned a shade of red so deep it looked almost painful. His arrogance and anger were now a tangled mess inside him, but humiliation was stronger. He glanced around, feeling the weight of every judgmental stare. His eyes darted to Mr. Hearst, hoping for backup, but the old man said nothing, too paralyzed by his own cowardice. The hall felt like it was waiting—no, demanding—something from Alex. A reckoning. With a shaky breath, Alex swallowed what little pride he had left and slowly, painfully, lowered himself to his knees in front of the young bartender, who was still trembling. His voice barely a whisper, he muttered, "I
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 310
The entire hall erupted in chaos, but Nathan stood in the center of it all, unmovable, untouchable, his eyes blazing with the kind of rage that only comes from the deepest betrayal. “I’m not the man you exiled, Alex,” Nathan said coldly, standing over his half-brother. “I’m something much worse.” Alex suddenly let out a heavy laughter, appearing undefeated. Then he spat on Nathan’s face. “Oh look at you, stepbrother. Putting on a facade and acting tough. It only took Vanessa one day to get your weak ass to sign the papers to your downfall. You were so weak that even your girlfriend turned her back on you.” he said then shifted his gaze to April who had been standing there, motionless, staring at Nathan. Nathan had returned. Nathan was not dead. This meant a lot to her. So much that she wondered if the best decision was for her to run away forever like she did before or stand and explain everything to Nathan. But the second choice seemed more feasible. This was not the Nathan she
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 311
Alex, sensing his advantage, staggered to his feet, his smug grin returning despite the red marks around his throat. He wiped blood from the corner of his mouth and took a few steps forward, towering over Nathan now, reclaiming the space. "You see?" Alex said, his voice dripping with malice. "You think you're a monster, Nathan? You think you can come back here and terrify everyone with your empty threats? You're nothing. You’ve always been nothing." Nathan's tears blurred his vision, but he could still see Alex, standing there like a devil made flesh. Every word cut deeper, reminding him of all the failures, the helplessness. Kamsi. Fred. Everyone he had failed to protect because he was too focused on vengeance. "You talk about revenge," Alex sneered. "But you're too soft to follow through. You’ve always been weak. That’s why you lost everything, Nathan. You lost your empire, your family, your life. And now, you're losing again." Nathan clenched his fists, but his strength was sa
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 312
She wanted to lie, to say no. But something inside her could no longer keep running. “Yes. I am.” After seeing what her actions had caused Nathan, she knew she deserved punishment. The police would be arresting her for murder which she didn’t do on purpose, but she was going to allow herself to get arrested to suffer for what she did to Nathan, how she betrayed him. A guy who truly loved her. She had the chance to speak up and tell him what Alex was planning. But she was after her selfish interest. And now, she needed to pay. “Are you crazy?” Marcus asked her but she ignored him. “Miss April Freeman, you are under arrest for the murder of Amanda Witson that occurred 6 years ago. We have been looking head and heels for you. You think you can run forever huh?” Marcus immediately stepped in. “Officers, you cannot…” but he was immediately tased and fell to the floor. He could only watch helplessly as April was being handcuffed and carried away, knowing that this could be it.
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 313
Nathan roared down the streets of London in his car. His hands gripped the wheel tighter than before, knuckles white, as thoughts of his sister, Fred, and Candace swirled in his head. He couldn’t control the tears that forced its way out of his tender eyes. Candace’s last words rang in his ear. While she was dying, he was weak and helpless, doing absolutely nothing. Therefore, Alex was right. He thought he was a monster, a strong entity. A beast. Yet, he couldn’t protect those he loved. But one thing was clear. Nathan was not going to run away like he did last time. No. He wasn’t going to allow himself to get totally defeated this time again. Thankfully, he left Alex with a threat. This was a game. Alex may have defeated Nathan Reed, but he had not defeated Mr Frost. He wouldn’t dare because it would be impossible. Therefore, the real deal was about to set in. The real revenge at its peak was finally here and it would be more brutal, more dramatic than some wedding announcemen
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 314
He pulled Fred closer, feeling the warmth leave his body. Nathan’s fingers trembled as they brushed against the bullet wounds on Fred’s chest. There were too many. Alex’s men had made sure he didn’t stand a chance. Nathan screamed, a guttural, agonizing cry that echoed through the empty woods. This wasn’t just another loss. This was another person he had failed to protect. Another loved one torn away from him because of Alex’s cruelty. He could have stopped this—should have stopped this. If only he hadn’t been so consumed with revenge, so blinded by his own pain. Fred was gone, and it was Nathan’s fault. “I’m so sorry, Fred,” Nathan whispered through his sobs. “Fuck me! Fuck MEEE!!” He slammed his head on the wall beside him. He smashed his head over and over again until blood began to run down his nostrils. And he deserved it. He deserved every second of pain he felt, ticking like a time bomb that would never explode. The rage, sorrow, and guilt all came crashing down at once,
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 315
Emma tried to warm herself by rubbing her palms together and blowing air into them. It worked, but only lasted for a second or two and had little or no effect at all. The cold was freezing and her body was almost exposed as she had torn her clothes and used it to clot her blood. She was tired of crying and had gotten used to the pain, the limited oxygen, the animalistic treatment from Vanessa. Yes, she was reduced to nothing but an animal locked in a small, dark cell, barely big enough to stretch her legs. The damp air stung her skin, and the cold stone walls pressed in on her like a suffocating blanket. Emma's breaths were shallow, each one painful as if her lungs had forgotten how to expand fully. She felt like a prisoner, but worse—she felt like a forgotten animal, discarded by the world. Her mind wandered to the life she once had, to the people she thought she could order. She was fucking Megan White and would not even treat her own livestock this way. Vanessa had gone to t
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 316
But Emma was not smiling, neither was she frowning. Her face was as still as the Great Wall of China. No emotions. Just a blank stare. “Aw, poor thing. Well, Nathan has returned!” Vanessa announced. “He attended the Hearst family’s wedding and shocked the world. I mean, everyone thought he had died and was rotting in the grave like you are rotting away in this cell.” “But nope. He came back and even bid for a painting for $250 Million! Can you believe that?” Vanessa acted surprised. ‘Nathan is back?’ Emma asked herself. She had also thought that her former boss was dead. 6 years. 6 long years and she did not hear a word from him or about him. So, it was safe to assume that after he was kicked out, he commited suicide. But no. He was back. How?! Emma’s heart began to smile through the pain. There was a sudden flicker of hope that ignited in her heart. One thing was sure. If Nathan was back and finds out how she had loyally stuck to him when Alex threatened her, he would defini
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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
