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From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 383
Clara felt a lump in her throat, unsure if it was from relief or fear. “I just… I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.” Frost gave her a sidelong glance, his tone light but with an edge of determination. “I’ve been hurt worse, trust me. And I’ve survived. Broderick isn’t the storm, Clara. He’s just a cloud. He doesn’t know it yet, but the real storm’s already here.” Clara’s mind raced with thoughts and emotions swirling like a storm. She wanted to ask more, to dig deeper into Frost's past, but something held her back. There was a gravity in his demeanor, a sense that his scars were his own to bear, and prying too much would only push him further away. The car turned onto a quiet, tree-lined road, the city’s lights fading behind them. Clara could feel the tension easing slightly, though her heart still pounded with residual fear. She looked at Frost again, her voice trembling. "Frost... why are you helping me? You barely know me." He glanced at her, his expression softening f
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 384
Cozbi sipped into her cup of coffee while scrolling through social media. She was watching some reels and laughing out loud like a hyena, completely carefree and entertained by the silly videos.. She was trying really hard to drown in sorrow and self-pity. A man who was not her son owned the entire Genesis City, and it broke her to the core. She was supposed to be at the top of the food chain, the one in control of all the wealth in the world. But no, Alex was not the one in whose name the project fell under, but he fucked up big time. He was commissioned to handle a big part of the project and messed it up. He was kicked out of the entire project like a mother kicking her 45-year-old son out of the house for being a liability. It irked and disgusted her. First, she had to deal with the motherfucker, Nathan. Her stepson whom she detested with an unhealthy amount of passion. She defeated him and took everything she believed to be rightfully hers. Now, Nathan and his fucking sist
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 385
Cozbi quickly sat upright and momentarily allowed the computer in front of her to steal her eyes. “What do you mean ‘what am i doing?’ Can’t you see that I am working? Huh?” Cozbi asked, diverting her gaze to the pc in front of her while trying to avoid Alex’s eyes. “Mom look, if this is about Mr. Frost and your stupid plan of trying to overthrow him, you need to stop,” Alex said, his voice carrying the weight of frustration and exhaustion. “We’ve been through this before. You can’t just keep obsessing over him like this. It’s… unhealthy.” Cozbi let out a bitter laugh, sharp and cutting. She swiveled in her chair, finally meeting Alex’s eyes. “Unhealthy?” she repeated, her tone dripping with disdain. “You think I’m doing this for my health, Alex? No. I’m doing this for you. For us. So that the Reed name means something more than failure and wasted potential!” Alex crossed his arms, his posture defensive. “I didn’t ask for this, Mom. I didn’t ask for you to turn every waking moment
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 386
Alex matched her glare, his heart pounding in his chest. “You’ve burned every bridge you’ve crossed, Mom. You’ve turned everyone into enemies, and now you’re obsessed with a man who doesn’t even exist anymore. Nathan Reed is dead. Dead. We killed him, remember? So why the hell are you still acting like he’s haunting us?” “Because he is!” Cozbi snapped, her voice rising. Her calm facade shattered, revealing the raw fury beneath. “Nathan Reed may be dead, but his ghost is everywhere. In every deal that slips through our fingers, in every ally who hesitates to trust us, in every whisper of Mr. Frost’s name. You think this is over? You think we’ve won? We’ve won nothing, Alex. Nothing! And if you don’t wake up and see that, you’ll lose everything.” Alex staggered back as if her words had physically struck him. He shook his head, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. “No, Mom. You’ll lose everything. Because you can’t let go of your paranoia long enough to see what’s right in front of you.
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 387
“Hahaha…. The story is soon coming to an end, brother. And I must credit you, you are the smartest person in the room. You fit every narrative.” Neil said to Marcus, his voice as weak as the bones managing to cling to his flesh. Marcus remained silent. “I know every single deed you have done. Everything, Marcus.” he smiled, but it only made his monstrous face more scary. “You know, I miss the days when you, Nathan and I were back in college, you know, when we used to laugh and plan our futures, when everything seemed so simple. But look at us now. You, Nathan, and I, we're all just pieces in a game we thought we could control." Neil's voice was laced with bitterness and a touch of desperation, as if he was grasping for some semblance of power in a situation that had long since slipped out of his control. Marcus stayed quiet, his expression unreadable. His mind was elsewhere, calculating the next move, but he didn't let Neil's taunts or self-pity affect him. He'd learned long ago t
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 388
“You don’t know anything about me or what I’ve done,” Marcus said, his voice low and dangerous. “You think you can sit there and judge me? You, of all people? The man who betrayed Nathan, who tortured him, who made his life a living hell?” Neil smirked, unbothered by the accusations. “And yet, here you are, Marcus. Standing on the same side of the line as me. The difference is, I don’t pretend to be the hero. I don’t hide behind some flimsy excuse of love or loyalty. I own my sins.” “Shut up!,” Marcus growled, his voice barely above a whisper. But Neil wasn’t done. He turned his gaze to April, who stood frozen behind the glass wall, her expression a mixture of confusion and fear. “Does she even know the real you, Marcus? The man who handed Nathan’s sister over to Donald like a piece of meat? The man who orchestrated her escape, not to protect her, but to keep her tethered to you? Tell me, Marcus, what will she say when she finds out the truth?” This was the turning point for Marc
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 389
This was it for him! The last thing he would have loved to do was look Nathan in the eye and tell him how he messed up, to let Nathan hear how sorry he was, and to plead for forgiveness and perhaps expose all of Marcus’ diabolical deeds. Then, maybe, just maybe God might consider keeping a seat for him in the sky. Neil’s creaking voice faded into his head as he got up. He could swear that somewhere out there, Nathan was alive. He hoped that the wind would take his thoughts to his old friend, even though they would never get to see each other again. As soon as Neil got back to his cell, something caught him off guard. There were more men in his room than usual. There were only 5 inmates in the room with him, himself included. But this time, he saw what felt like 12 men, all armed with muscles, some with knives, daggers, and even batons. They all turned around, keeping mute and allowing the air to get tense. One of the men stepped forward. Neil looked at Damon’s knuckle. He looke
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 390
The Davenport family had overstayed their welcome in London, and it was finally time to head back to Mexico. The past few years had been anything but smooth for them. From their deceptive entanglement with Collins to discovering the truth about his identity, to the loss of their daughter—who, ironically, they had killed themselves—the rollercoaster of events had left its mark. London had been no refuge; it only deepened the fractures within the family. Vivian sat in the salon, her nails being shaped and polished to perfection in preparation for the journey. The rhythmic hum of drills and the smell of acetone barely registered as she scrolled through her phone, her mind lost in other thoughts. Enrique, on the other hand, was in his room, alone. His phone was in one hand, the other resting near an empty bottle of lotion and a pile of used tissues. His indulgent habits were a well-kept family secret, and he wasn’t planning to break that routine anytime soon. Donald and his wife, Sar
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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
