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I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The final challenge
After the manager, finished jotting down Barry's home address, Barry and Snow prepared to leave the boutique.Suddenly, the sound of screeching tires echoed outside. A sleek black car came to an abrupt halt in front of the entrance, and Zayn stormed like an enraged bull. His guards followed closely behind him.Barry raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He knew why Zayn had returned. “That was fast,” Barry said, a jeering note in his voice. “Have you bought the shoes already?”Zayn’s eyes burned with rage as he stepped closer. “Someone bought all three pairs of the Cinderella glass shoes. There’s nothing left. Do you know anything about this?”Barry tsked, shaking his head in a mocking disappointment. “What a shame. I had high hopes for you, Zayn. But you’ve disappointed me. That means you lost this round.”Zayn’s jaw tightened, his fists clenching at his sides. “So did you,” he shot back, his voice laced with venom. “You don’t have the glass shoes either. T
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Dorian Blackwood
The moment Barry arrived home, he pulled out his phone and dialed Veronica’ number. It rang once. Twice. Then, her smooth, sweet voice came through the receiver. “Barry, darling. To what do I owe the pleasure?”Barry didn’t waste time. “Veronica, I need your help. How can I get my hands on the Eclipse Diamond?A brief pause passed. Then, Veronica chuckled. “The Eclipse Diamond? That’s quite the request, Barry. What exactly do you need it for?” Barry exhaled sharply. “Zayn Raymond is after Snow’s hand in marriage. He challenged me to a competition—whoever presents the Eclipse Diamond first wins. If I lose, he’ll have the right to take her as his wife.” Veronica hummed in thought. “I see… And you agreed to this ridiculous bet?”“I enjoyed the game.” Barry ran a hand through his hair. “If I backed down, Zayn would have won by default. I have to beat him that way.”Veronica sighed. “You always get yourself into interesting situations, don’t you? Very well. I do know about the Eclip
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours I Serve no master
Zayn couldn't believe his ears when he learnt that the Eclipse Diamond was bought by Veronica Phoenix."How?" He yelled in his phone at Dorian Blackwood. "How did you let this happen? Why couldn't you get to me first before you sold the diamond?"Dorian was on the other end of the line. He had just handed over the Eclipse diamond to the representatives of the Phoenix family an hour ago before Zayn's call dropped in."I had to, your majesty," Dorian replied him, coolly. "My company was going under by the minutes. Veronica Phoenix offered to help in exchange for the diamond. It's my most priceless possessions.""You should've talked to me about this first," Zayn snapped. "I wanted that diamond. Would she be willing to sell it to me?"Dorian replied with a gloomy expression on his face. "I'm afraid not, your highness. Veronica Phoenix cleared $50 billion of debt in exchange for the diamond. She's not going to give it up that easy."Zayn felt blood rush to his face. He wanted to strangl
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The national debt
Barry began production of his clean energy cars project which would kick start Sullivan Group production.With support from other investors, Barry was set to dominate the automobile market.All was moving well until one morning, tragedy struck.Barry sat before the television, watching a public press conference organized by the president to address the county.“My fellow citizens,” the president began, his voice heavy with regret, “it is with a heavy heart that I address you this morning. Our nation has fallen into a staggering debt of $20 trillion. Despite our best efforts, we are unable to settle this debt. As a result, our three international airports, two major shipping ports, and five key railway stations will be seized as collateral by our creditors.”Barry’s jaw tightened as the president continued. “This is a trying time for our nation, and I ask for your understanding and patience as we navigate this crisis. We are exploring all possible solutions, but the road ahead will be
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours The secret deal
Barry leaned back in his chair. “Then we have no deal, Mr. President. If you’re not willing to cooperate, the Sullivan Group won’t help you. It’s as simple as that.”President Grayson’s face flushed with anger, and he turned sharply to Veronica, pointing an accusatory finger at Barry. “What is his deal? Who does he think he is? I’m not making a deal with him! I’m making a deal with you, Ms. Phoenix. This man has no right to speak to me like this!”Barry’s lips curled into a faint smirk. Veronica responded, her tone cool. “Mr. President, as I mentioned earlier, Barry is an integral part of this discussion. He speaks for the Sullivan Group. If you want our help, you’ll have to negotiate with him.”Barry interjected. “It’s like Veronica said, Mr. President. I’m important to this deal. $20 trillion doesn’t come cheap. If the Sullivan Group is going to give up that amount of money, we might as well take total control of the country. But we’re not that greedy. You and your regime can still
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Successful Car launch
Barry moved swiftly to execute his plan. Within days of securing the agreement with President Grayson, the Sullivan Group settled off the staggering $20 trillion national debt as if it was nothing.The creditors, satisfied with the payment, relinquished control of the airports, seaports, and railways, allowing the country’s infrastructure to resume operations. The economy was still fragile but with Barry taking total control of everything, it began to stabilize as trade routes reopened and businesses slowly came back to life.The people were happy and sang the president praises.But no one knew the true deal Grayson had with Barry. If the people knew, they'd be outraged.Meanwhile, Barry now wielded unprecedented power no one had ever imagined. He had full control of the national treasury, giving him authority over the country’s finances. Barry also oversaw all government contracts and budgets, ensuring that every major decision required his approval before it's executed. Hencefo
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Barry's Hometown
"Big brother, I'll like to visit our hometown for the holiday," Snow said. It was the 20th of December and only five days to Christmas. Barry was already making preparations for having an amazing Christmas with himself, Snow and Veronica.But then Snow's request hit Barry like a brick wall. "You want to celebrate Christmas at our hometown? But Snow, we haven't been there for years.""I know," Snow said, her eyes pleading. "I have friends I grew up with at our old neighborhood and I'll want to see them again. Even more so, I wish to visit our mother's grave and spend some time with her."Barry was surprised at Snow's request. Ever since he acquired wealth, it never crossed his mind to visit his hometown. The bad memories of his past caused him to hate his hometown. But Snow has a point. His mother's grave would need a better renovation."You know what," Barry playfully ruffled her hair. "Why don't we all fly to our hometown and spend both Christmas and new year over there?"Snow's ey
I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours Mr. West
Marcus staggered back, clutching his cheek, his face red with anger. His eyes narrowed as he glared at Snow, his voice rising to a shout. "How dare you! Do you have any idea who I am? I’ll have you thrown in juvenile delinquency prison for that! You can’t just slap me and get away with it!"Snow stood her ground, her eyes blazing with fury. "You keep my mother’s name out of your mouth! I won’t let you insult her or make a mockery of her. You have no right!"Marcus cursed under his breath, his face twisted with rage. "You little brat! You think you can come here and act all high and mighty? You’re nothing but trash from the slums, just like your brother!"Barry stepped forward, his eyes hard and his voice low but dangerous. "That’s enough, Marcus. You’re going to grovel and apologize to my sister right now."Marcus laughed, a harsh, mocking sound that echoed through the lobby. "Apologize? To her? Barry, you must be stupid. Do you think you’re some big shot now? You’re still the same
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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
