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I Am Rich Again Chapter 47
John stood and watched as Jeffery and Stephanie got cozy together. He started to leave, but Stephanie had told him to stay back, saying she had something to discuss with him. He stood there, his heart sinking, as his ex-wife kissed his former best friend right in front of him without any remorse.Though he was used to the heartbreak, each time he thought about it, his heart always shattered anew, yet it always rebuilt his resolve even more. The emotional turmoil swirled within him, a mix of pain, anger, and determination.“I have to go now, babe. I have some clients to attend to,” Jeffery said with a smirk, winking at Stephanie. His arm was hooked around her waistline, their eyes locked in a moment of intimate connection.John could feel the raw betrayal gnawing at him, the sight of them together etched into his mind. The sound of their laughter, the way Stephanie leaned into Jeffery, all of it was a sensory assault that made his stomach churn. The room felt colder, the air heavier, a
I Am Rich Again Chapter 48
John was stunned as he saw Brad seated in the sleek black car that had just parked right in front of him. The vehicle’s dark, polished exterior gleamed under the streetlights, casting an almost ominous glow.“It is time. Time for us to talk,” Brad said, exhaling a plume of cigarette smoke. His eyes locked intensely with John’s, conveying a mix of urgency and unspoken emotions.John, astounded and momentarily dumbfounded, hesitated but then opened the car door. He slid into the seat, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension.“So, what do you want to talk about?” John asked as soon as he settled into the plush leather seat behind Brad. His voice wavered slightly, betraying his uncertainty.The car’s interior was thick with the acrid smell of cigarette smoke, mingling with the faint scent of leather and the residual aroma of Brad’s expensive cologne. Brad, exuding an air of confidence, sat in the driver’s seat wearing an impeccably tailored black suit that complemented his stern demea
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“What are you talking about? What do you mean?” John asked, his eyes lighting up with both surprise and interest. The flicker of the dim light reflected in his widened pupils, making the room feel even more secretive. The loud music from the outside echoed in his ears.Brad had moved John to a small room filled with shadows, a place where secrets were meant to be shared. It was just the two of them, no guards in sight.Brad stood there, staring directly at John with a drink in his hand, the glass catching the light and casting tiny reflections on the walls. “Exactly what you heard. I want to end Stephanie and I want you to join forces with me,” Brad repeated, his voice steady and his eyes displaying no signs of fear. The determination in his gaze was unwavering, almost hypnotic.John was tight-lipped for a moment, his mind racing as he processed what Brad had said. He didn’t know how to react or what to feel about Brad’s declaration, whether to be worried or intrigued. The weight of t
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“No.”John came back to his crib and could not shake off his conversation with Brad. There was no way he would have said yes to aligning with Brad, not even in his dreams. He trusted no one at all in the underworld, and most especially, it wouldn’t be Brad he would start trusting.But one thing was sure, his guess that Stephanie was working with someone was confirmed, and his thoughts ran back to Gabriel Blake. He was now more intentional and reinvigorated in finding out who he was.“Do not dare say whatever we discussed here with anyone,” Brad had commanded him when he was about to leave.“Go order your workers,” John had coldly said before he left his presence. Brad was extremely angry, frowning, but he kept his anger in check and just clenched his fists while John walked away.John, while back at the mansion and in his room, crossed his legs and thought about things, most especially about figuring out more about Gabriel Blake before he slept off.The next morning, Stephanie sent so
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“I don’t understand?” John said, feigning ignorance of what she had just said. Modelisa, however, moved from the side of John and came to stand in front of him once more. Her eyes locked onto his with an intensity that made John’s skin crawl. “Are you sure you don’t understand, huh, John Beckham?” she asked, her gaze piercing through him. John tried to contain his uneasiness, determined not to fall prey to Modelisa’s mind games. He knew she was trying to break him, but he steeled himself against the rising tide of anxiety. “I was with no one,” John finally said, trying to inject a note of confidence into his tone. His eyes met Modelisa’s defiantly, though he could feel his resolve wavering under her scrutiny. Modelisa frowned, and the tension in the room thickened. John’s mind raced, wondering what exactly Modelisa was getting at. Her silence was killing him, the unspoken words hanging in the air like a guillotine waiting to drop. “Where were you last night after work, and why did
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“I don’t understand?” John said, feigning ignorance of what she had just said. Modelisa, however, moved from the side of John and came to stand in front of him once more. Her eyes locked onto his with an intensity that made John’s skin crawl. “Are you sure you don’t understand, huh, John Beckham?” she asked, her gaze piercing through him. John tried to contain his uneasiness, determined not to fall prey to Modelisa’s mind games. He knew she was trying to break him, but he steeled himself against the rising tide of anxiety. “I was with no one,” John finally said, trying to inject a note of confidence into his tone. His eyes met Modelisa’s defiantly, though he could feel his resolve wavering under her scrutiny. Modelisa frowned, and the tension in the room thickened. John’s mind raced, wondering what exactly Modelisa was getting at. Her silence was killing him, the unspoken words hanging in the air like a guillotine waiting to drop. “Where were you last night after work, and why di
I Am Rich Again Chapter 53
Later that day, after the face-off with Modelisa, John left his workplace, his mind swirling with confusion and frustration. His thoughts were like a tangled mess, each one pulling him in different directions. The encounter with Modelisa had left him reeling, and he desperately needed to talk to Miss B.“Are you at the penthouse? I really need to see you right now,” John asked Miss B over the phone, his voice tinged with urgency.“No, I’m not. I’m at the office but about to leave for the penthouse,” Miss B replied, her tone calm and reassuring. “Is something wrong?” she added, a hint of concern in her voice.John dug his fingers into his hair, the pressure building in his skull. “No, I just need to see you. We have a few things to talk about,” he said, shrugging and sighing as if Miss B were standing right in front of him.“You could go to the penthouse. I’m sure to be there before you arrive,” Miss B said with her usual calm, soft voice.“Okay,” John replied and dropped the call.He
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“That’s because he approached me some time back,” Miss B explained. “He wasn’t very clear, but it was about helping him bring down Stephanie. At the time, I didn’t take it to heart; I saw it as just another business alliance proposal. But now I see that he is serious.”John nodded, absorbing this new piece of information. “Interesting,” he murmured, more to himself than to Miss B.“Do you think we should be worried about him or consider forming an alliance with him?” Miss B quizzed, her eyes locking onto John’s, seeking his perspective.John was silent for a moment, deep in thought. The risks were numerous and daunting. “There’s too much risk involved,” he began slowly. “I know Brad likely has some details that we’re oblivious to, but it’s not advisable to trust anyone at this point. We can’t afford to make any missteps. I’m going to keep an eye on both Stephanie and Brad, figure out if they are working hand in hand. We’ve come too far to mess things up now,” John stated firmly, his