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I Am Rich Again Chapter 97
“I ask you again, was that the best you could come up with?” Stephanie asked, her smirk lingering on her face, her eyes dancing with a mix of amusement and challenge. John stood quite dumbfounded, his brows curved in surprise. He couldn’t understand what Stephanie was on about. “What do you mean? What are you talking about?” John asked, narrowing his eyes in confusion. His heart began to pound faster, a dull thud echoing in his ears. Stephanie walked towards him, each step deliberate and filled with purpose. The sound of her heels clicking against the hardwood floor seemed to synchronize with the beat of John’s heart. John was trying to fathom what it was that was making her laugh so much, but he couldn’t figure things out. His mind raced with possible explanations, each one more perplexing than the last. The room seemed to close in on him, the walls pressing inward with each step she took. “Is that the real reason why you disappeared last night and are just coming back now
I Am Rich Again Chapter 98
“Take and sight the document,” Joshua exclaimed abruptly, his voice cutting through the tense air of the room as he shoved a crumpled paper toward me.Joshua’s abrupt command pierced the tense air of the room like a knife. He shoved a crumpled paper toward me, his expression etched with frustration and anger that seemed to radiate off him in waves.Confusion flickered across my face as I took in his sudden intensity. “What is this?” I demanded, suspicion lacing my voice as I narrowed my eyes at him. His behavior was unsettling, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to this than met the eye.Still reeling from his earlier outburst, Joshua’s face remained flushed with emotion. He had stormed away from the wall moments ago, his clenched fist leaving an echo of its impact in the air. Now, with a sharp tug, he yanked open a nearby drawer, his movements sharp and agitated as he retrieved the document he had thrust into my face just seconds before.“Just take and sign the fuck
I Am Rich Again Chapter 99
John stepped out of Stephanie’s office, his brows furrowed in deepening confusion. The words Jeffrey had spoken to Stephanie echoed relentlessly in his mind, each repetition adding a layer of uncertainty to his thoughts. As he moved away from the doorway, he couldn’t shake off the unsettling possibility that Jeffrey might have orchestrated Claire’s message to cast doubt on John’s account of the accident. His fingers absently pushed his unruly bangs back from his forehead, a nervous habit that now seemed futile in calming his racing thoughts.“Could Jeffrey have deliberately orchestrated this?” John wondered silently, his mind racing as he traversed the familiar corridor. Stephanie’s suspicion hung over him like a dense fog, despite the comforting hum of the office’s air conditioning. The sterile white walls seemed to press closer, amplifying the doubts swirling in his mind with each step on the polished linoleum floor. Each footfall echoed hollowly, a relentless reminder of the weig
I Am Rich Again Chapter 100
John stepped out of the bathroom, the thought of Jeffery and Stephanie playing a fast one on him still gnawing at his mind. He was contemplating and hoping that Jeffery didn’t know he went to meet with his work contact, or else whatever he was planning would be ruined.As John stepped out of the bathroom and headed toward the corridor leading to the reception area, his eyes caught sight of someone who had just walked into the office. He narrowed his eyes as he stared at the white-haired man who was tall and a bit slim. The man wore a black suit and carried a briefcase in his hand. On his chest, John noticed a tag showing that he worked for Miss B’s company. The man strode quickly and was headed towards the left wing of the office.“What is he doing here?” John asked himself inwardly, narrowing his eyes as he watched the man walk away. Just as John was about to follow the man to see where he was headed, he heard his name.“John Beckham,” a voice called out, halting him in his tracks.
I Am Rich Again Chapter 101
The receptionist kept her eyes fixed on the screen, her fingers typing away without acknowledging his question. John’s patience wore thin, evident in the way he narrowed his eyes and repeated himself.“Did you hear what I asked you?” His voice carried a hint of frustration now, his gaze piercing through her indifference. Still, the receptionist remained unmoved, as though deliberately ignoring him.John gritted his teeth in irritation, feeling his fists clench involuntarily at his sides. With a heavy sigh of annoyance, he turned away and walked off, his footsteps echoing down the hallway with purposeful strides. The encounter left a bitter taste in his mouth, a reminder of the challenges he faced in asserting himself within the office hierarchy.The way the other workers treated him, as though he were their subordinate, grated on John. It was a bitter reminder of his past as the owner of the very company he now served. Yet, John pushed these thoughts aside, his jaw clenched in determi
I Am Rich Again Chapter 102
“What do you need me to do for you, boss?” Zack asked, his eyes lighting up with anticipation as he looked at John. The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows on the walls, which only seemed to amplify the tension in the air. John heaved a heavy sigh, the weight of his thoughts visible in the furrow of his brow. He pulled out his hand from his pocket and gestured for Zack to come closer, the movement slow and deliberate. There were so many things running through John’s mind, a chaotic storm of suspicions and half-formed plans, and he needed to figure them out as soon as possible.“I need you to keep an eye on Claire Gabriel Blake,” John said, his tone serious and heavy with unspoken fears. Zack tightened his eyes, a look of concern and curiosity crossing his face. The flickering light from a nearby lamp cast a dance of shadows across his features, making his expression seem even more fierce.“Why, boss? Is there something wrong?” Zack asked, his voice tinged with unease as he trie
I Am Rich Again Chapter 103
“Follow me,” a husky voice commanded from behind. John’s eyes sharpened as he remembered the speaker—a burly figure with a prominent scar running from temple to jawline, a distinctive feature of Brad’s guard. John was sure they had encountered before, this man was always a shadow at Brad’s side, a silent guardian in their covert operations.The man led John through a labyrinthine pathway, dimly lit and lined with obscure doorways that hinted at concealed activities. Two imposing guards stood sentinel at the entrance to another room, their presence imposing and their gaze scrutinizing as John approached with his escort. They exchanged a terse nod with the man accompanying John before reluctantly stepping aside to allow them passage. John felt a surge of adrenaline as he passed between the guards, their silent scrutiny intensifying the weight of uncertainty that gripped him. What lay beyond this threshold? Was this a calculated move by Brad, or a perilous trap waiting to ensnare him?
I Am Rich Again Chapter 104
“What am I supposed to do?” John’s voice quivered with shock, his brows furrowing deeply as if struggling to comprehend. His eyes widened in disbelief, as though he had misheard Brad’s words. Brad, standing opposite him, held a cup of amber liquid in his hand, the condensation trickling down the sides, unnoticed in the tense air between them. “I said, we have to eliminate Stephanie as soon as possible,” Brad repeated, his tone now tinged with an unsettling confidence that sent a shiver down John’s spine.John’s mind reeled at the proposition, unable to reconcile the reality of Brad’s words with his own principles. “You must be joking,” John finally managed, his voice strained with incredulity. He fixed Brad with an intense stare, searching for any sign that this was all a twisted prank. Brad’s smile in response was calm, almost serene, a stark contrast to the gravity of his words. There was no way John could entertain the notion of ending Stephanie’s life, no matter how deep his animo