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I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The Cafe meeting
Barry finished his last drink in one swift motion, then he set the glass down on the table. He leaned back in his chair and let out a deep breath. "Thank you for listening to my backstory. I haven't told anyone about this except Madam Evelyn."Sebastian stepped forward and began clearing the table in silence. "Master," Sebastian began, breaking the still silence, "what do you intend to do about your father? He seems quite determined to see you."Barry's eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening as he considered the question. "I'll set up guards at the gates," he said firmly. "If Loid shows his face around any of my properties, they'll kick him out without a second thought. I don't want him anywhere near me or Snow."Sebastian nodded, placing the last of the dishes on the tray. "It's fortunate that Miss Snow is still at school, boarding. I imagine you wouldn't want her to see him and be reminded of... everything.""Exactly," Barry replied sharply. "Snow doesn't need to be dragged into this
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Loan
Barry stood up abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. He gestured for Loid to follow him. “Come on, let’s go. I’ll take you to where I live.”Loid followed Barry out the door. Barry hailed a taxi, and the two men climbed in. The ride was silent. Various thoughts ran through Barry's mind. From time to time, he'd steal glances at Loid. There was an excited looks in Loid's eyes that Barry found suspicious.When the taxi finally pulled up in front of a shabby, run-down apartment building, Loid’s face instantly fell. The paint on the walls was peeling, the windows were cracked, and the entrance was littered with trash. Loid turned to Barry, his brow furrowed in confusion.“What’s this place?” Loid asked sharply. Barry stepped out of the taxi and motioned for Loid to follow. “This is where I live,” he said flatly, leading the way inside.Loid trailed behind, his eyes widening as they entered the dimly lit hallway. The air smelled of mildew and stale cigarettes, and the floor cr
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The Vikings
When Barry returned back to his mansion, he met Sebastian waiting for him outside the gates. "So, how did it go?" Sebastian asked.Barry shook his head. "It's just as I suspected. Loid's up to something. He didn't come all the way here to make peace. He wants money to settle off a $10 million debt."Sebastian grinned. "Let me guess, you're not planning to lend him the money are you?""Of course I'm not," Barry said, walking into the house. "I need a favour, Sebastian. I want you to look into Loid's recent activities and report back to me tonight. Can you do that?"Sebastian nodded. "Piece of cake, master Barry. Leave that to me.""I trust you," Barry said quietly. "As far as I know, my father is probably up to no good."* * * *Later that evening, Loid took a taxi to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Unknown to Loid, Sebastian had followed him discreetly using his unique ability to turn invisible. It was easy for Sebastian to slip through the cracked door into the w
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Set up
Barry reported to Loid that his master refused to assist him with the $10 million loan. Loid then did the unexpected. He took Barry aside and whispered in his ears. "I anticipated something like this would happen," Loid said. "That's why I'm going to implement plan B. Listen, son, you deserve more than you're getting. If you cooperate with me, you would never remain a servant."Barry looked at his father closely, already knowing where he was heading to with this talk. "What are you planning?"Loid smirked. "First, you have to give me your word that you'd do what I say. If this works out well, not only would I pay off my debt but I can also make both of us some hard cool cash."Barry sighed. "It's not like I have a choice. What's your plan?""We're going to abduct your master and demand a ransom," Loid revealed. "Now, don't look alarmed. No harm would come to him. Trust me.""This isn't right," Barry pretended to protest. "If the law gets involved, we'd be thrown in jail."Loid was a
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Veronica Phoenix
Loid thought he was dreaming. Never in his life did he imagine that his son, Barry, could command a force as powerful as the Mario brothers. He stood there like a petrified statue, gaping at Barry in shock. Barry passed a hand across his hair as he approached Loid. "You look shocked, Loid," Barry said. Loid swallowed. Barry's voice was cold and merciless. He had never felt so frightened in his life. "What's going on Barry?" Loid asked with a shaky voice. "I'm confused."Barry locked eyes with his father for a long time then he broke the silence. "Like I said, King doesn't exist. I made him up to test you. More importantly, I lied about being a servant."Loid felt like he was coming and going. "Who are you?""I'm not the same little boy you abandoned years ago, Loid," Barry said curtly. "I've evolved from a boy to a man. I'm worth trillions of dollars. The mansion, the cars, the butler, they are all mine."Loid's face went pale. He wanted to say something but the words were stuck
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The Swearing-in
Veronica spent the early hours of the morning in her private office to transfer Barry's $900 trillion fortune out of the Phoenix Bank without alerting Nathaniel or the rest of her family.She first reached out to the world largest gold reserve holder, the Arab nation of Al-Qamar.This country had limitless gold reserves. With a private call to the Royal Treasury, Veronica purchased $350 trillion worth of gold, converting the money into solid assets. The gold will be stored in Al-Qamar’s state-of-the-art vaults, which are virtually impenetrable.Barry signed his signature and the deal was finalized in a second. Afterwards, Veronica turned to Rockechilds Empire the next day. This company was the most powerful stock conglomerate globally. Because Veronica had a solid relationship with the company's CEO, she funneled $250 trillion into diversified stock holdings. Barry now controls shares in over a hundred multinational corporations.On the third day, Veronica established a new digi
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Birth of the Sullivan Group
The Phoenix family held a private meeting after the ceremony. The elders sat around a long, polished table while the other members of the family stood around them. Veronica stood at the center with Barry standing silently beside her.The Phoenix family were all bashing he for her choice at marrying Barry. “You’ve disgraced us!” one of the elders bellowed, slamming his fist on the table.“How dare you bring shame to our family name?” another shouted.“A nobody, Veronica? A street rat? You could have married a prince, a billionaire! But instead, you parade yourself with that... that beggar?”Another elder, a woman with sharp features and a voice like ice, chimed in.“I have no problem with you marrying outside the family,” she said, folding her hands. “You’re not the first, and you certainly won’t be the last. But a pauper? That’s unacceptable. You’re dragging our reputation through the mud.”Veronica took a deep breath, then lifted her chin. “I’ve already made my decision—I’m leavi
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The Phoenix Crisis
Barry and Veronica flew back to North Hills. The moment they landed, they wasted no time getting to work. In less than a week, Veronica secured a banking license—something that would typically take months or even years for most startups. With Barry’s funding, Veronica purchased a twenty-floor skyscraper in the heart of North Hills. After the building's renovation was finished, word spread like wildfire that Veronica Phoenix was opening a new bank.When the Phoenix family heard about Veronica's progress, they tried to dismiss it as a baseless rumours. Nathaniel predicted that she won't last six months. But then, the resignations started.Day after day, top bankers, senior accountants, and financial managers from Phoenix Bank handed in their resignations. Not just a few—but hundreds.Nathaniel was stunned.Everyone who had worked closely with Veronica were flocking to Sullivan Bank to be employed.Nathaniel and the elders of the Phoenix Council were stunned. Their workforce were
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Graduation Day
The university hall was filled with the excited murmurs of graduating students, proud parents, and faculty members. The ceremony proceeded as each names were called met with applause and cheers. But when the dean announced, "Snow Reeds—summa cum laude, valedictorian, and recipient of the Chancellor’s Award for Academic Excellence," the applause was thunderous. No one in the audience—not her classmates, not even her professors—knew the truth about Snow. To them, Snow was just another brilliant student, a quiet but determined young woman who had worked hard for her achievements. None of them suspected she was the sister of Barry Reeds, the most powerful and wealthiest man in the world. Snow had kept her identity hidden deliberately, wanting to earn her success on her own merits, not because of her brother's name or wealth. And she succeeded.As she walked across the stage to receive her honors, her gaze swept over the crowd—and then she saw them. Barry. Veronica. And a lit
Home
Daniel’s breath left him in a rush. He turned to his father, eyes wide with shock. "Is that true?" Victor’s lips pressed into a thin line. "We needed an heir." "That’s not an answer!" Daniel’s voice cracked. "Did you adopt Flynn? Did you—" He swallowed hard, as if the words themselves were poison. "Did you change him?" Victor’s composure fractured. "What would you have me do? You were dying! The doctors gave you months—months—and the treatments weren’t working! The Homeland name couldn’t end with you!" His voice rose, desperate. "I did what I had to do!" Daniel took a step back, shaking his head. "No. No, you didn’t. There were other ways. Adoption. Legitimate means. But you—" His voice dropped to a whisper. "You bought a child like he was property. You altered him." Victor’s face twisted. "I saved this family!" "You ruined it!" Daniel shot back. "We’re not monsters. We don’t take children. We don’t erase who they are!" Barry watched the exchange in silence, his expressi
The Homeland family
The first streaks of morning light painted the sky when Sebastian reappeared in Barry's room. Barry had not slept throughout the night. He had sat patiently with a glass of whiskey untouched on the table before him, his fingers steepled in silent vigil. Suddenly, the air shifted—a whisper of displaced wind—and then Sebastian stood before him, his coat singed at the edges, the scent of smoke clinging to him like a second skin. Barry’s gaze lifted. "Yes?" Sebastian inclined his head. "It’s done." Barry leaned forward. "And?" "The Cradle is no more," Sebastian said. "The children—twenty-three in total—are safe. I delivered them to the Blackthorn children Foundation. They’ll be cared for." "Excellent work," Barry murmured. "You've done well, Sebastian."Sebastian’s red eyes gleamed. "I was right about the barrier. They used an ancient artifact—a relic of forgotten magic. Powerful enough to hide an entire island from scrying, from detection, even from memory if one wasn’t caref
The Cradle
The mansion was silent and the halls swallowed by darkness as Joanna led Barry through the corridors of the Homeland estate. They reached the master suite at the end of the east wing. Joanna hesitated, her fingers hovering over the door handle. "He'll kill me if he finds out I brought you here," she whispered. Barry didn’t respond. He simply pushed the door open himself and stepped inside. The room was vast, lavishly furnished, and dimly lit by the pale moonlight filtering through the heavy curtains. In the center, an old man lay in a massive four-poster bed—Victor Homeland, the patriarch of the family. Barry walked to the bedside, his presence like a cold draft in the room. He reached down and gripped Victor’s shoulder, shaking him awake. Victor’s eyes snapped open, clouded with sleep—then sharpened with alarm as they focused on the stranger looming over him. "Who—?" "Barry Reeds," Barry said, his voice low and lethal. "The father of the child you stole." Victor’s f
The confession
The former occupants of the property beside the Homeland family was swiftly evicted. Barry had paid triple the property’s value, ensuring no complaints or delays were made. The agent had refunded half the previous owner’s money just to expedite the process, and within seventy-two hours, Barry stood in the master bedroom of his new residence, binoculars in hand, watching the Homeland estate like a hawk. For days, he observed their routines. The comings and goings of staff, the security rotations, the family’s movements. He studied them all, piecing together the puzzle. He also paid private investigators to dig deep into the Homeland family. What he uncovered made his blood run cold. The Homeland patriarch, Victor Homeland, was deathly ill—rumored to be clinging to life through sheer will and expensive treatments. His only son and heir, Daniel Homeland, was also afflicted by a mysterious, wasting sickness. The family’s empire needed a new successor, and quickly. Daniel’s fir
The trance
Barry stepped through the foyer of his estate, the velvet case tucked securely under his arm. Sebastian stood waiting by the staircase, his crimson eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. His gloved hands were clasped behind his back. "Master Barry," he greeted with a slight bow. "You've returned." Barry's voice was rough, worn thin by exhaustion. "How's Veronica?" Sebastian's expression softened. "Still locked in her room. She refuses meals. The maids report she hasn't slept properly in days. She... blames herself." Barry's jaw tightened visibly. He strode past Sebastian, his boots striking the marble floor with sharp, echoing steps. "I'll find him," he muttered, more to himself than to his butler. "Whatever it takes, wherever he is—I'll bring him home." He turned abruptly, holding up the velvet case between them. "I got it. Just like you said I should." His piercing gaze locked onto Sebastian's. "Tell me straight—is it the real thing?" Sebastian accepted the case, pening
The Imperial Auction
Five years later....Barry stepped into the grand hall of the world's most exclusive auction house. There was a legendary event held only once every decade. The Imperial Auction. The air hummed with quiet murmurs and the clink of crystal glasses as the global elite—billionaires, royalty, and shadowy figures of immense power—gathered under the glittering chandeliers. The Imperial auction was infamous for trading in the impossible: mythical objects, ancient artifacts thought lost to time, flawless diamonds the size of fists, and deeds to private islands and forgotten palaces. Barry moved through the crowd unnoticed. He wore a wide-brimmed hat, a tailored brown overcoat, and round spectacles that caught the light. His face was now framed by a full beard, and his quiet eyes had the looks of a man who had seen too much. The usher, recognizing Barry, guided him to a reserved seat at the front. "Welcome, Mr. Reeds. We kept your reservation as demanded."Barry sat down without saying a
Miraculous recovery
Barry's car screeched to a halt outside the gleaming hospital entrance. Before Sebastian could even come to a complete stop, Barry was already throwing the door open, his polished shoes hitting the pavement at a run. The automatic doors slid apart just in time as he burst into the lobby.The elevator ride to the seventh floor felt like eternity as he couldn't wait to see Veronica. When the doors finally opened, Barry's breath caught in his throat. Down the hall, through the glass walls of the private ward, he could see them - Veronica sitting upright in bed, her dark hair cascading over the hospital gown, surrounded by the entire Phoenix family. Snow was perched on the edge of the bed, holding Veronica's hand, while various Phoenix relatives filled the room with flowers and murmured conversation.Barry's footsteps slowed as he reached the doorway. Veronica turned her head at the sound, and when their eyes met, the world seemed to stop. Color had returned to her cheeks, her eyes s
Revelation
Barry and Sebastian stood at the back of the court wedding ceremony, observing as Steve and Susan exchanged vows. The judge smiled warmly as he pronounced them husband and wife, and the small gathering of trusted friends applauded. Steve looked more at peace than Barry had ever seen him. It surprises him why Steve got married that very day without any hesitation.As the newlyweds turned to greet their guests, Barry stepped forward, extending a hand. "Congratulations, Steve. You've earned this happiness."Steve clasped his hand firmly, gratitude in his eyes. "I wouldn't be here if not for you, Barry. Thank you."Barry's lips curved into a rare, genuine smile. "I have a queen waiting for me back home—someone I hope to marry soon, too."Steve raised his glass. "Then I wish you the same joy you've given me."Suddenly, their moment was interrupted by the sudden sound of frantic heels clicking against the marble floor. All heads turned as Laura Weston burst into the room with tears strea
