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From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 81
The next morning, Nathan quickly rushed to the hospital to see Marcus. He was badly hurt. Someone had beaten him severly and Nathan felt bad for not being around for him. “How did this happen, man? Who did this to you?” Nathan asked as he sat beside Marcus trying to console his friend. He had paid all his bills. His parents were there and were grateful that Nathan had come to see his friend. They were even more grateful to Nathan for clearing the hospital bills. “Just forget about it, bro. Some bad guys ganged up on me and beat me up. That’s all. Just some dickhead thugs.” Marcus lied. Nathan scanned the room for a while and noticed that his phone and even his bag was still intact. “They beat you up, but they did not take any of your possessions? Come on man, what are you hiding?” Nathan proceeded to ask. “I appreciate you coming here men, but you might want to leave. I don’t deserve you or our friendship. I did something terrible to you and…” “Shhh… I know already, Marcus an
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 82
“Look at him, walking like he owns the world!” Dave blurted out to his clique angrily. “But I ain’t gonna lie, that dude rocks!” one of Dave’s clique said. In response, Dave gave him a very cold gaze that could freeze time itself. “I cannot possibly allow that church rat to sudenly steal all my glory. Not while I’m in Luxton University. Dave left the window and walked back to the class. He was the only one in the classroom who did not go out to meet Nathan. The whole school was proud of him for elevating their name above Eden Hall college. Princess Anastasia had been in that position for too long. Now, they had someone who had just replaced her. “So, what’s your plan?” Draco broke the heated silence. “Stacy and I are working on something. For now, you should use what he doesn’t have against him.” Dave suggested. “The fuck you’re talking about, bro? That dude has everything you can ever think of. He is a fucking billoinaire. We can't even upgrade our cars!” Bryan interject
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 83
“Hahaha!” Jeffery laughed. “Such guts you have. You have gotten yourself in trouble, young man. You have wrongly accused me and other students wrongly. Now, you will..” “Be silent, Jeff!” Mrs. Heather commanded. “Nathan, is this true?” she asked. Nathan said nothing in response. He simply dialed the Sheriff’s number and handed the phone to her. “Hello, Mrs. Heather,” Captain Hughes began. “We would like to inform you that Jeffery Moore is under arrest for false allegations and attempted framing of Nathan Reed. We have solid evidence against him,” Captain Hughes continued over the phone. “We’ve been monitoring the situation closely, and it’s clear that Jeffery has been manipulating circumstances to discredit Nathan.” Just then, the security men in Mrs. Heather’s office grabbed hold of Jeffery. Mrs. Heather’s face grew stern as she listened. Jeffery, realizing the gravity of the situation, started to protest. “This is ridiculous! You can’t just take his word for it! I have rig
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 84
Amanda stood there, unaware of what to say or do. She just allowed her tears to drop to the ground. “Oh, hi Amanda. What are you doing here? Your boyfriend must have left you, right?” Nathan broke the silence, his right arm still wrapped around April’s shoulder. “Nathan you.. You are with another girl, my friend. I thought..” “Hold on, Amanda. Where is all this coming from? Are we in any relationship? Why are you even crying?” Nathan asked calmly. Amanda could not find the words to give in response. Her voice was choking. The only two emotions she felt at this point were regret that she ever left Nathan when she would have stayed, and anger, anger towards April. She was ready to rip her into two. “Um, no I am not crying, i just.. I just wanted to check up on my friend, April.” Amanda lied. Seeing the two of them get so close was like a thorn to her skin. But she had made her decision. “I am fine, Amanda. Stop acting like you care about me. You have Dave probably waiting fo
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 85
“Fuck it, bro! We should just get going. He should have gone somewhere else. It’s been fucking 4 hours.” Bryan suddenly broke the silence, pulling off his mask. He was tired of waiting. “Come on, don’t be a dickhead! I’m sure he passes here every bloody day. In no time, he will be here and we can get this over with!” Dave insisted. “Hell nah, we got a party to attend tonight. We can’t possibly miss it because of some dude! Come on, let’s hit the road!” Draco insisted. Suddenly, a car began to drive down the road. It was Nathan’s other car. Not the Egoista. As soon as the guys noticed it from a distance, they quickly put on their masks. “He’s here. I told you he was definitely going to pass through this lane. Y’all gotta believe me when I say shit next time!” Dave ordered. They pulled over into the middle of the road and parked there, blocking every possible escape route for Nathan’s car. They also ambushed him from behind, and so, there was no turning back and there was mov
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 86
Mr. Dwayne caleared his throat, pulling the mic closer to his mouth as he peered into the crowd’s eyes. “And to conclude this speech, I just want to tell you a little story. A girl once asked her father ‘Dad, what is one possession you cherish the most that no one can take away from you?’ the little girl asked.” “Well, the father thought for a while and then pointed to an expensive painting on the wall. He told her ‘That painting costs $200 Million and no one can ever take it away from me. It is my most valuable possession I’ve ever had.’ The father replied and the girl frowned.” “What happened next will melt your heart. The daughter said ‘Do you want to know what my most valuable thing is?’ the little girl asked and her father said ‘No, well, tell me, I’d love to hear!’” “The girl took a deep breath and raised the picture that was in her hand. It was a picture of the family. Daddy, mommy, the little girl and her baby brother and their little cat. Then she said.. Mr. Dwayne pa
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 87
The courtroom buzzed with whispers as Charles Donald made his way to the front. Some people in the court room recognized him as his father was a big business man in London. He was also a student in Elysium college, one of the biggest colleges in the city. So, he had a measure of influence. Neil, though, was not happy seeing Charles march in to be the saviour of the day. Was he not the same guy who teamed up with Dave, Anastasia and even Marcus, his fucking friend to frame Nathan? They were the cause of all this and now, Charles just waltzes in here and tries to be the hero? Neil grunted angrily. “No Neil, it’s not jealousy. You are not jealous. It’s logical reasoning!” He reassured himself. Nathan's eyes widened in surprise and relief. Why was Charles here? He was ready to speak the truth? Did Dave and Anastasia consent to this or was he doing it out of his own good heart? Nathan truly had a spot soft for him ever since they met. Charles was a bit different from his clique.
From Teardrops To Billions CHAPTER 88
Saturday mornings were usually warm and sombre in Witanhurst Estate. As early as 4am, residents could be seen jogging outside their homes, warming up their bodies. Nathan had joined the joggers as he had to keep fit. Today was quite different. Different neighbourhoods came together to jug around the estate. They were going to engage in a marathon race jog. The idea was implemented a few days ago as it helped people get to know the next door neighbour and connect with people from different homes. Nathan found it interesting and so, he joined in. He wore a simple short and singlet and tucked his feet into a nice pair of jogging shoes. Because he had been so busy, he had no time to get some good shoes for casualties like jogging, so he had to wear the one he used when he was still in his low poly life. It was not the best quality, not something a person of wealth and status should wear, but it should work fine as he kept them neat and sharp. He grabbed his bottle of water, slap
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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
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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
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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
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“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
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“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
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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
