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I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The Phone call
After a delicious dinner, Barry patted Snow on the shoulder. “Snow, you're in high school now. I'm sure you've missed plenty of classes,” Barry said. “Starting tomorrow, you're starting school again.”Snow jumped to her feet in excitement. “Really?”Barry smiled. “And that's not all,” he brought out an admission paper. “You've just been accepted to school in Elite High school in North Hills.”Snow eyes widened in surprise as she read the paper. “Brother, Elite High school is the most exclusive and expensive school in the entire country. How in heaven's name did you managed to enroll me in it?”Barry wasn't just lazing around these past few days. During his leisure time, he made arrangements with Hobbs to register Snow under a fake scholarship to Elite High school. This scholarship was sponsored by an imaginary foundation Barry made up, but that was the easy part. The difficult part was beating the Ranking System. Despite having unimaginable wealth, Barry was still E-Rank–the lowe
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Crisis
Laura turned to Ingrid after the line was cut off, a wide smile spreading across her face. “So, how did it go?” Ingrid asked. “Mother you wouldn't believe it,” Laura said. “Not only did I manage to convince him to throw out Barry, I also invited him for dinner tomorrow night.”Ingrid's face brightened delightfully. “I made some inquiries and my sources told me that the mansion is valued at over $45 million. That's twice the home value of the White mansion,” Ingrid revealed, her mind blown away. “Whoever Barry's new master is, he's a big shot.”“He mentioned his name is King,” Laura said, her eyes shining. “I want to see him. There's something about him. Especially his voice. He sounds like a very powerful man.”“I'll make preparations,” Ingrid stood up excitedly, tapping on her phone screen. “The servants would prepare a big feast. I'm going to invite all my friends.”“No, mother,” Laura protested. “The less company, the better. I'm desperate to find out more about this man. Let's
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Dinner with King
Laura stood outside the entrance to the White mansion where she was expecting King's arrival. “Are you sure this is going to work?” Jonathan asked, standing next to Laura. “What if this man turns out to be a disappointment?”Laura turned to face her father, a frown drawn on her expression. “Do you have any better ideas?”Jonathan sighed, but couldn't give her a satisfactory answer. All his friends and associates had deserted him when they learned about the Raven enterprise crisis. Nobody in their right mind will risk paying such an outrageous debt of $260 million without a massive interest rate. The Raven family couldn't afford to get into new debts. King was their only solution. Just then, a jet-black Mercedes-Maybach S-Class ‘Haute Couture pulled up outside the front of the White mansion. There were only 150 units of this car in the world and only three owners in North Hills. Laura held her breath as the chauffeur stepped out and opened the rear door, revealing the luxurious
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The security guard
"I said I will clear your debts," Barry repeated himself, staring fixedly at Jonathan. "Every single cent of it."Jonathan and Francis couldn't believe their ears. They weren't expecting King to make the first move. "B-But why?" Laura asked, breaking the silence. She looked just as surprised as her family. "I'm not stupid, Laura," Barry replied her. "I know the only reason you invited me to dinner with your family is because you need a favour from me.""That's not true," Laura said sharply. "It really wasn't—"Barry cut her short with a wave of his hand. "Don't waste your breath. I'm willing to get the Raven family out of this mess. So I'll make an offer you guys cannot refuse."Jonathan leaned forward, his eyes eager. "And what is this offer?""Sell me Raven enterprises and I'll pay off your debts," Barry offered. "I'll keep the company running and you and Francis can still retain your position as CEO and COO. But the company would belong to me."Jonathan and Francis exchanged glan
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The Department Store
Barry returned home in his security uniform. He met Snow, feeding the koi fish. “Hey, Snow, I'm home,” Barry said. “Welcome home, brother.” Snow turned and was startled to see Barry donning a security uniform. “W-what are you wearing?”Barry chuckled softly. “This is my uniform. There isn't much to do around here aside gardening. I hate being idle, so I convinced my new master to get me a part-time job.”Snow raised an eyebrow. Barry could tell from her expression that she didn't approve. “A security guard? Isn't he paying you enough to watch over his house?” Snow asked. Barry knew he had to lie better than that or else the questions won't stop coming. Snow wasn't stupid. “Snow, I only have to work Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. I have Tuesdays, Thursdays, and the weekend to watch over his mansion. Look on the bright side. I'll have two sources of income so I can afford the items you need for school.”Barry knew in due time, Snow would grow suspicious of his sudden wealth. He
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Samuel
“Emma, can I have a word?” Barry called out to Emma. Emma left Snow and approached Barry. “Do you have any questions, sir?”Barry spoke to her in a low whisper. “I want the best, high-quality trousseau money can buy for my sister. I'll leave it up to you to choose what you believe is good for Snow.”Emma stared at Barry as if he were making a joke. “That won't be a problem. I just have one question. Could you afford them? Money talks around here. I would lose my job if you buy nothing at the end of the day.”Barry lifted his lips in a small smile. “Let me worry about the money. Just provide my sister what I ask for. I won't be happy with you if you chose poor trousseau for Snow.”Emma licked her dry lips. She was doubtful that Barry could afford even a pen, which was worth $100,000 each. However, despite her doubt, she decided to gamble her luck. If Barry could afford it, she would not just earn her first commission but also save face from embarrassment. “Alright, I'll do it,” she
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Transaction successful
Barry took a step back. That slap came out of nowhere, stunning him. “Samuel, what are you doing?” Emma shouted, more in anger. “A guide is not supposed to hit a client, no matter the offense. You'll be fined for violating that rule. It would cost you your commission f*e.” “Shut up, newbie,” Samuel barked at Emma. “I know that more than anyone, but I don't care as long as I ring some sense into this stupid security guard.” Barry touched his cheeks where he had been struck. Ever since he was a child, everyone had always hit him. His father struck him, he was struck by his peers, struck by the Raven family and struck by strangers. Barry hated it. He was sick and tired of people hitting him. He glared murderously at Samuel. “You slapped me. You will pay dearly for that.” Samuel laughed mockingly at Barry. “You can do nothing, you piece of trash. You're nothing but a poor security guard who has no business shopping here in the first place.” “Samuel, I'm going to file a compla
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Fired
At first, the room fell into a stunned silencer.Then everyone broke the heavy silence with a sharp intake of breath. Samuel's smug grin disappeared from his face like smoke. “What the hell?” his voice sounded coarse. “That's not possible. It's a glitch right? Cashier, tell me that's a glitch.”“Hold on, let me check,” the cashier went through the system, confirming the transaction and the bank. “It's not a glitch. The money is real and paid in full.”Blood drained from Samuel's face. “I don't believe it. H-How is that even possible?” He yelled. “He's a security guard. There's no way he could have afforded that.”Barry turned to Emma. “I've paid the bills, just like I promised. I'm sure the tip would be more than enough to cover the expenses for your mother's medication.”Emma stared at Barry as if she were staring at a ghost. Her eyes were so wide they threatened to fall off. “Who are you?” Emma asked. “There's no way you're just a security guard.”Barry smirked. “But I am a secur
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The Dinner meeting
Word spread through Sullivan Group like wildfire—Gowon had been fired for embezzlement. The news sent shockwaves through every department in the company. Employees whispered in hallways, exchanged hushed theories over coffee, but no one knew the full truth. The board, desperate to distance themselves from their own complicity in Gowon’s schemes, refused to give details. All official statements were vague: "Terminated for gross misconduct." With Gowon gone, the HR director’s office sat empty. Snow wasted no time. She opened applications, and within days, hundreds poured in. Resumes from Ivy League graduates, seasoned executives, and industry elites flooded her desk. After rigorous screening, only three candidates remained. Snow decided she would interview them personally. But first, there was something she must do. Something very important.That evening, Snow leaned back in her office chair and dialed Barry’s number. The line connected, and the sound of crashing waves and
Fired
Snow pulled out her phone, her fingers moving swiftly across the screen. The board members exchanged glances as the line rang. Then—Barry voice crackled through the speaker. "Hey, Snow? How are you doing?"She didn’t waste a second. "Barry, I’m being falsely accused of embezzling $6 billion. Mr. Gowon forged my signature and he somehow managed to convince the board to turn against me. As I speak to you right now, they are about to fire me."A brief silence ensued after Snow reported the situation to Barry. Then Barry’s voice dropped to a cold whisper. "Hand the phone to Gowon." Snow extended the phone toward Gowon, her expression deadpan. "The chairman wants to speak with you.Gowon’s chest swelled with joy. Finally, his moment had come. Snow had made a huge mistake calling the chairman. He had all the evidences he needed to frame Snow and win the chairman over to his side. This was a huge win for him and a loss to Snow. Gowon took the phone, an overconfident grin plastere
The Set-up
The first few days passed in a like a breeze. Snow had expected resistance, cold shoulders and whispered insults from the staffs. But she met a high level of open hostility that she wasn't prepared for. Everywhere she went, employees averted their eyes or exchanged knowing snickering insults at her. In meetings, senior managers refuses to include her in critical discussions. Whenever she assigned tasks, some staff would nod politely—only to ignore her directives entirely. One time, during lunch, she overheard two directors muttering to each other."This girl, Snow, I don't like her." "Tell me about it. Everyone is talking about her.""Right? What was the chairman's wife thinking to assign her such a position?""I'll bet she's probably sleeping with someone powerful."Snow didn't wait to hear more. She realized if she keeps her mouth shut and do not take any actions, no one would respect her. By Friday, her chance came.Gowon had spent days plotting his takeover from Snow. He k
The New Hire
The next morning, Snow pulled up before Sullivan Group’s headquarters in a taxi cab. Her stomach twisted nto knots as she took a deep breath and she entered the lobby through the revolving doors. She had dressed in a crisp white blouse, a tailored navy blazer, and black heels. The employees bustled around the lobby, but no one paid her any attention. No one in the company knew she was Barry’s sister. No one knew that the trillion-dollar empire was now under her control. This was perfect. With her identity hidden, she could easily maneuver around the company. Snow clutched her employment letter tighter and headed for the elevators, her heels clicking against the polished marble. The doors slid open, and she stepped inside, pressing the button for the top floor. Veronica had already briefed her on what floor she must ascend to and who's office she should find. When the elevator stopped on the tenth floor, she got out and found the office she was looking for.Mr. Gowon's office.
A new Chairman
The city was awash in golden twilight as Barry strolled through the private gardens of his estate with his sister, Snow. Snow walked beside him, arms tucked into her coat, her eyes fixed on her brother."You've been awfully quiet, brother," she said after a long pause. "What's on your mind. I know that look. Something is bothering you."“I’ve been thinking,” Barry replied after a moment. “I want to retire.”Snow blinked and turned to him. “Retire?” she repeated. “You?”He nodded, still looking ahead. “Yeah. I’ve made enough to last several lifetimes. I want to go somewhere where nobody knows me. Travel the world. See things I’ve never seen. Just… live, you know?”Snow rolled her eyes, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. “Well, you’ve certainly got the money for it. Why bother me with this? Don’t tell me—you want me to travel with you? Just to be clear, I'm not interested.”Barry chuckled. “No, not exactly. I have something else in mind for you, Snow."Snow noticed Barry had stopped
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
