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From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 51
The hall went a bit silent. Everyone was waiting for Mr. Humble Bunny to identify himself so that due recognition and praise would be ushered. But they waited and waited, and Nathan said nothing and did nothing. He remained silent and watched everyone search for him. He simply smiled and let mysteries remain mysteries, at least, for the time being. For some reasons, he did not desire to be identified as Mr. Humble Bunny just yet. He still had a lot on his plate. But Nathan was grateful to have made such donations to support the needy worldwide. He only wanted to add a bit of drama to his donation, and that was the reason why he summed up all the donations of Dave, Anastasia and Charles and made the exact same amount of donation. It would spice up the event and attract more guests for further events. “Okay, it looks like our generous donor, Mr. Humble Bee has decided to remain anonymous, and I must say, that is truly humble as his name implies. He is truly noble. Please, let's gi
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 52
It was none other than Nathan Reed. “Oh my fucking god! This isn’t happening!” “No way! Is that the orphan?” “I don’t understand what is going on. Do you know him?” “I do. I fucking do. He is.. I mean.. was a broke kid in my college. We often called him a church rat. It seems the rat has found gold in cheese.” “Hell yeah! That dude is fucking crazy!!” “$40 million for a sculpture? Dude must be a billionaire!” As Nathan rose up in the spotlight, the air around him became sophisticated. His aura and charisma flew across the whole room. Almost every damn girl in that hall was immediately drawn to him. His handsome face, his physique. They admired it. What even made it more memorable was that Kamsi, who was dressed like a goddess, stood beside him. They looked like the world’s best siblings. Nathan was then given a microphone to say something. Anything. “Um, hi. I’m happy to be of help. If this was 10 years ago, my sister and I would be clutching our hands as we watch
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 53
“Oh, hi, Amanda. What a surprise. The event is still ongoing.” Nathan said and gave off a mature smile. “Um.. hi, Nathan. Yeah. They are um.. simply making closing remarks. So, I.. you know.. came to see you off!” Amanda stammered. Nathan chuckled. See him off? Why? When did that start? Well, just a few seconds ago. “I appreciate your care, Amanda. Now, I have to get going. And you also need to get back. Your boyfriend must be waiting for you!” Nathan said and smiled. “Umm.. no no. It’s fine. So, um.. I see things are working just fine for you now. It’s cool!” Amanda said. Nathan understood her reason for being here and what she wanted. He was no fool. She now has a boyfriend and he has to respect that fact. He wouldn’t want to pry into the relationship of two people. “Well, Amanda, hard work does pay, doesn’t it? And oh, things have always been working for me. I mean, I had everything I needed; my loved ones. I only had to change the trajectory.” He responded. Amanda
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 54
Nathan was brutally tired. He had expected to have a good time at the gala event, but it was ruined by Dave and he was understandably angry. Nathan had never done anything to upset Dave, well, except the time when Nathan beat Dave mercilessly for stealing his babe. But those were bygones and Nathan now had a new life. He just wanted to live alone and happy, But Dave had pushed him to the wall and now, he was going to pay for it. He pulled out his phone and called Fred. “How many percentage of shares do you mention that we own in Mr. Lynch’s company, Fred?” “65% of shares, young master. We have 65% of shares in D Royals eat out. Is there something wrong, young master?” Fred asked. “I want you to take back all the shares in the company and close any further dealings with Mr. Lynch. If he is smart enough to beg you, offer to buy his business and make him the manager. His pay should be fair. All the documents of the purchased company should be sent to me!” Nathan said angrily.
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 55
Nathan was shocked to his bones as he saw those images. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He looked up at the principal. He looked through her eyes and read her expression. She wasn’t so convinced that the young man sitting before her was truly capable of such a hideous crime. “Come on, Mrs. Heather, you do not possibly believe this, do you? This is a fake image. It is clearly a photoshopped image. Why would I ever loot a car? It is not even possible!” Nathan explained. “I believe you are telling the truth, Nathan. But belief is not enough. The company reached out to us today and informed us that the very car you drove to the gala last night was a stolen property and they have no record of selling that car to any individual.” Mrs. Heather kindly explained. “This is ridiculous. I…” “Hold it there, young man! You are a thief and a liar. Everything you say and do is fake. Is it even possible for a student as broke and incompetent as you to be able to purchase a car worth $900 Millio
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 56
“Young man, you are a thief, is that so hard to see? Just plead guilty, turn in the car and serve a few months of punishment. If you keep refusing to cooperate, things will only get worse for you,” the officer said sternly, his tone brooking no argument. Nathan sat in the interrogation room, his hands clenched into fists. He was disappointed with the fact that even the police could not dig into this matter and ensure that both parties were heard from. Or maybe they did dig into the matter and found out the truth, but they were too greedy to refuse a bribe. They chose to turn a blind eye due to their own interests or the influence of powerful individuals involved. The company had definitely met up with them and they had definitely made an alliance. For real though, when the company heard that a little college kid had ownership of the most expensive car they ever made, they knew that was a quicksand to quickly drown the young boy in. Who would believe a young college kid anyway? W
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 57
“Oh my goodness! This is absolutely insane!” “Damn! This isn’t happening, is it?” The following day at school, a viral news spread across all the universities in London. Everyone was tweeting and making videos about it. See Dave who had spent the previous night partying with the team got high and slept in the bar. He woke up late and quickly had to drive back home to prepare for school. This resulted in his coming late to school. As soon as he got to school, everyone began to act strangely while looking at him - his shoes -. Previously, they would look in admiration of the Diamond Bunny shoe worn beautifully on his feet. But today, their reactions were rather unusual. They looked at it in disgust and he didn’t know why. Dave quickly met up with his gang and demanded the reason for the unusual behaviour from everyone. “Take off your shoes bro! Now! Put these on.” Draco began and tossed a normal sneakers to him. “The fuck you mean ‘take off your shoes’? These are worth $5 M
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 58
“Has it been done?” Nathan asked Fred. After a few seconds, Fred texted back with a yes. “You should have seen him beg like a dog. And yes, his son is indeed a spoilt young man!” Fred admitted. “Good, Now, he has three days to pay up the share fees. If he is unable to do so in that time frame, we will continue with our plan. We offer to buy his company before it crashes.” Nate texted back. “Now, come get me out of this fucking cell. It is a disaster here!” After a few minutes, a Mercedes Maybach pulled over in front of the police station. Fred stepped out looking elegant and expensive. The aura and charisma he carried passed a clear information to onlookers as to who he really was. “Hello, sir,” the female police officer at the counter welcomed Fred with utter respect. Judging from his status and looks, she could tell that really, this was a man of high value. “Save your greetings, I have a release order for Nathan Reed immediately!” He ordered. The officer nodded
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“It’s been 2 fucking months, Emma. 2, long, fucking months and I… at this point, I don’t want to keep living, Emma. Just kill me or give me a knife to kill myself. Haven’t you had your revenge already? You took my hus… Alex, you took Alex from me, you took my life from me, look at me, I am…” before she could print all the words from her mouth completely, she suddenly began to throw up violently. Megan was all dressed and ready to go out. Her red dress and sleek black shoe contrasted the room she was in and the person she had in the glass cell. Megan noticed that Vanessa had been looking pale and had been throwing up for a while now. Deep down, she cared, Emma really cared. But it seemed she had been swallowed by intense rage and a twisted sense of revenge that she had turned Vanessa to an animal. To be honest, what Vanessa did to her, the way Vanessa treated Emma when the tables were flipped, it was more diabolic and inhuman. At least, Vanessa got to eat three times a day and sh
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Vivian shrugged. "He left me no choice." Lightning split the sky. The revelation, though not entirely surprising, still hit Anita like a dagger to the heart. "You’re a monster," Anita whispered. Vivian chuckled, finally stepping back. "And you? You’re still my daughter. No matter how much you run, my blood runs in your veins. You can’t escape it." A heavy silence fell between them, only broken by Rachael’s continued sobs in the background. Enrique sighed impatiently, dragging Rachael up by the arm. "Enough of this drama. We have a flight to catch." But before he could move another step, Anita pulled something from her coat pocket and aimed it at him. A gun. The entire family went still. Vivian’s smirk widened. "Oh, Anita… What exactly do you think you’re going to do with that?" Anita’s hands trembled, but her grip on the gun was firm. "I think it’s time to end this nightmare." Vivian scoffed with a hint of approval etched into her soft smirk. “Impressive. You have learnt ho
CHAPTER 394
But Rachael had no strength left to fight. Her body was limp, her sobs choking her as Enrique dragged her back toward the house, away from the man who had been her heart, her light in the suffocating darkness of her family.Just as they reached the door, a voice cut through the storm—a voice that sent a chill down all their spines. "Let her go." They all froze. Enrique’s grip loosened, and Rachael slumped to the ground, her tear-streaked face turning toward the source. Standing there, soaked to the bone and holding an umbrella that had been battered by the wind, was Anita. Her sister. The one who had walked away from the family’s toxicity years ago. The one who had vowed never to return.Anita’s gaze was cold, her voice steady despite the chaos around them. "I said, ‘Let her go now!’” Anita screamed. The family was stunned, Vivian looking at her sons in awe and then looking at her run-away daughter. How and why was she here? It no longer mattered. The family was now complete and
CHAPTER 393
And then she saw them: Enrique, Donald, and her mother, Vivian, standing in the doorway. Enrique’s hand was extended, a gun smoking in his trembling grip. Her head throbbed, not just from the shock of the gunshot, but from a deeper, more primal fear. Her gaze locked on her brother, the smoking gun, the raw terror in his eyes, and a wave of nausea washed over her. What had he done? And suddenly, she looked outside and… yes. Her nightmare came true. The man her heart was bleeding for, just a few seconds ago was lying there under the rain. Yes, Gerald was… motionless. He was gone. Rachael’s breath caught in her throat as her mind raced to piece together what had just happened. The raindrops blurred her vision, but she didn’t need clarity to see the dark crimson pooling around Gerald's body, mixing with the water and disappearing into the cracks of the pavement. "No!" she screamed, her voice ripping through the storm as she stumbled forward. Her legs finally moved, propelling her ou
CHAPTER 392
“Let me finish. I sacrificed everything for you and your family. Guess what, I met Nathan. And now I understand your family better. You killed Candace even after everything she did for you. She was more than a daughter. She was the spine of your family. And Nathan was her spine. And guess what your family did to her. I guess no one is ever enough for the Davenports.” Rachael had nothing to say in response. This was definitely the reason why her sister, Anita finally detached herself from the family, never to return ever again. “But Gerald I.. my family is not me. I am..” “...their blood. Driven by pride and greed, throwing away every walking stick that supported you when you stumbled," Gerald continued, his voice steady but full of pain. "Rachael, you may not have been the one to pull the trigger, but you stood by and watched. You chose them over me, over us, time and time again. You can't separate yourself from their actions now. You’re part of them." Rachael’s breath hitched, t
CHAPTER 391
“Gerald?” she whispered, her voice thick with disbelief. But the line was silent. Only the sound of static mixed with the soft, persistent rainfall could be heard. “Gerald?” she repeated, a little louder this time, as though speaking louder might make him respond. The fear that it might all be some cruel hallucination gripped her chest. After a long pause, a voice finally cracked through the silence. It was familiar but strained, like a memory clinging to life.“I see you have moved on. Or maybe not. Why are you crying?” he asked, his voice breaking through her head and melting her heart. Her tears tripled. “Gerald I… I’m… Gerald I…I’m sorry,” Racheal choked out, her voice cracking as her emotions surged uncontrollably. She sank back into the chair, clutching the phone tighter as though holding it would somehow pull him back from the abyss. “I never wanted to hurt you... I never wanted any of this.” Her words were tangled in the rawness of the moment, each syllable carrying the
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
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
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“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
