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From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 355
Cozbi's keen, inquisitive voice cut like a razor across the room. She squinted as she examined Megan with a fresh focus. Loulou tensed, a glimmer of astonishment showing through her composed demeanor. The shock that went through him was too strong even for Alex to conceal. Megan turned back slowly, her posture rigid but her smile gentle, giving the impression that she was unconcerned. "Yes, I have collaborated with Mr. Frost on several projects. In the real estate industry, I am one of his reliable associates. Megan's mind was obviously racing as Cozbi's scrutinizing gaze lingered on her. Finally, with a slow, menacing smile on her lips, she replied, "Interesting." Few people may say they belong to Mr. Frost's inner group. He's a bit of a mystery, don't you think? “Very,” Megan replied smoothly. “But he values loyalty and competence, which is why I’ve had the privilege of working closely with him. Is there something specific you’d like to know about him, Mrs. Reed?” Cozbi’s smile
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 356
Megan could see the ambition burning in Cozbi’s eyes, the desire to claw her way to the top no matter the cost. It was almost laughable. Almost. She couldn’t allow Cozbi to fall into her own trap. No, Megan needed Cozbi to believe she was on her side, to think that her ambition was just a small thing in the grand game. "Well," Megan said, her voice cool but laced with the weight of experience, "I don’t doubt that you have the drive. But you have to be very careful who you’re targeting. There’s more at play here than you realize. Mr. Frost doesn’t just hold power—he holds all the cards. And someone like you, Cozbi... well, you wouldn’t want to be caught in the crossfire, would you?" Cozbi’s smile tightened, but Megan could see the wariness creeping into her eyes. She had her attention. Megan wasn’t backing down, but she was playing the part—planting the seed of doubt. After all, she wasn’t about to let Cozbi ruin everything she’d worked for. Cozbi straightened, eyes glinting with
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 357
Nathan shut the door and walked to the helicopter, Beatrice and Emma walking behind him. It was an emotional scene as they watched Nathan go. Yet again. Emma was broken and sad. The fact that she could do nothing to help Nathan who had done so much for her was saddening. She wished she could do something to help. He had gone through hell, lost families, lost friends, lost his sister, lost battles and now, he was losing himself. Nathan wore a black suit, a black tie and a black shirt. Everyting he wore from head to toe was pure black, well, except for his necklace. It was a bright-red necklace that Kamsi crafted for him many years ago as a gift for his birthday. He had the necklace on for many years but had always had it hidden inside his clothes. Seeing the beads tingled his eyes and wrecked his soul. But maybe that was the problem, running away from everything when he should be standing and fighting back. And this time, the necklace would be a reminder of that fact. “But Natha
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 358
“It is a wonderful day, friends and family. We have every cause to rejoice and celebrate.” Mr. Donald raised his glass up, letting the light from the chandelier bounce on the golden cup. The whole family and friends were there. The Davenport family, Donald and his son Charles who was as mute as the silence in his head, Mr. Hearst and his family, including his daughter whom he wedded out to the Hearst family. It was a huge table and food was spread across the extremely large table. It was a grand celebration. The downfall of Nathan was not an easy task. It took years for this feat to be accomplished. For Mr. Donald, it was a really huge triumph, one he had been planning for years. Ever since Nathan was ruling the Reed Empire many many years ago, Donald had always seen Nathan as an insurmountable obstacle. From a young age, even in college days, Nathan was a pain in his ass. A really horrible pain. Nathan wasn’t just a ruler of an empire; he was a force, someone who turned chal
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 359
Charles’s head snapped in his father’s direction, his eyes wild. "Enough? Oh, now you decide what’s enough, Father? After all the lives you’ve destroyed? After you turned us into pawns for your schemes? You don’t get to tell me when to stop!" Lucas’s fear turned into humiliation, and he tried to regain some control. "Let him talk, Mr. Donald. Your son has been hiding behind his silence for too long. Let’s see what this failure has to say!" The jab landed like a slap in the face, but Charles didn’t flinch. He released Lucas, shoving him backward so forcefully that the man stumbled into his chair, spilling his wine across the table. Then, he spat on the man’s face. Charles straightened, his voice steady but filled with venom. "You think I’m a failure, Lucas? Look around. Every single person seated here today, apart from my sister is not just a failure but a disaster and a loser in life. Your souls were carved from the devil’s balls and even the devil is scared of your lives.” As h
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 360
Leon's detachment was not a defense mechanism; it was a deliberate choice. Feelings were liabilities, vulnerabilities that could be exploited. His father, Samuel, had taught him that much. The world didn’t care for softness or sentiment, so Leon had eradicated them, one painful layer at a time, until only the cold, calculating shell remained. Yet, as Leon's sharp eyes lingered on Charles, a flicker of curiosity broke through his indifference. Charles was different from the usual players in these games of power and dominance. There was a rawness to him, a defiance that refused to die despite his shattered state. Leon could see it in the clenched fists at Charles's sides, the way his eyes darted between his father and the Langfords, searching for some shred of dignity in this public humiliation. "Donald," Samuel began, his voice smooth yet razor-edged. "I see your family affairs are as colorful as ever. A shame, really. But I’m not here for entertainment." Donald straightened, the b
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 361
“Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear asshole. Sad birthday to you!” Kamsi sang with so much passion that the mirror on her wall almost broke. He reached out to the teddy bear on her left and snapped its head off, spilling the Polyester Fiberfill all over the room. “Ah! There’s not much blood! I need blood! How can I kill Nathan if I can’t stand seeing blood?!” She roared to herself. Then, she looked over to the table on the corner of the room. “Yes! This is it!” She muttered to herself. She smiled evilly as the toad watched her in fear, as if knowing what the 19 years old girl was about to do to her. Its eyes suddenly bulged out. Perhaps it was trying to appear cute. Its Kawaii face was pronounced as its pleading, wide round eyes bulged out, almost popping out of its head. “Ah, poor thing. It’s sad to see you die. But I have kept you in that jar for too long. I am devising a plan to kill my brother, Nathan for all he did to me. You should be gratef
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 362
Charles’ being in his father —ex father’s— mansion was a taboo, a crime that could cost his life. He had been disowned by his father, and he knew the risk he was taking by showing up here. Yet, he had his reasons. Kamsi stood frozen, staring at him with wide, confused eyes. The knife still clenched tightly in her hand, her breath quick and shallow. The shock of seeing Charles was one she found it hard to phantom. But she really did not care. "Charles?" Her voice was almost a whisper, a mix of disbelief and rage. "What the hell are you doing here? Your father disowned you and you know what it means if he finds you here, right?!" Charles hushed her quickly before she would draw unusual attention. “Listen, I do. I am aware. I sneaked in through the gate, undercover. And I did all of these because I needed to see you, Kamsi. To tell you things. Your brother, Nathan, look, I know you do not want to heart anything about hm, but you have to listen, Kamsi, my dad is a monster and he does n
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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
