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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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Arrested
The docks of York City were shrouded in an eerie silence, broken only by the rhythmic lapping of dark water against the pier.Thick fog curled around the steel shipping containers, swallowing the dim lights of distant harbor lights. Sir Henry Weston adjusted his cashmere coat against the biting cold, his breath misting in the air. Beside him, James and John shifted restlessly."Where the hell is the shipment?" James muttered, checking his watch. "It was supposed to be here by now." Sir Henry exhaled sharply, his patience wearing thin. "Keep your voice down. These things needs patience." A low hum of an engine cut through the fog. The Westons turned as a black truck rolled silently toward them, its headlights off. The back doors swung open, revealing crates stamped with military insignias. John let out a low whistle. "Finally." James cracked his knuckles. "Let’s get this unloaded before—" "FREEZE! POLICE!"Blinding floodlights erupted around them, turning night into day.
The dangerous deal
The fire crackled in the grand study of the Weston estate, casting flickering shadows across the faces of the assembled family. Sir Henry stood before the hearth, his polished shoes sinking into the plush Persian rug as he swirled a glass of 30-year-old Macallan. The amber liquid caught the firelight, mirroring the greedy gleam in his eyes. "Well, my dears," Sir Henry began, his voice rich with self-satisfaction, "it seems fortune has smiled upon us at last." All eyes turned to him - Martha perched primly on the Chesterfield sofa, her diamond bracelet catching the light; Frank slouched in the wingback chair, already halfway through his third whiskey; Lucy and the twins James and John clustered together near the bay window. Laura sat stiffly beside Charles, her manicured fingers drumming impatiently on the armrest. "I've secured a deal," Sir Henry continued, pausing dramatically to sip his scotch, "that will solve all our recent... financial inconveniences." Frank snorted. "A
Sir Henry
Barry led Steve into the lavish penthouse overlooking York City’s skyline. Steve let out a low whistle as he took it all in. "Nice place." Barry smirked and tossed him a set of keys. "It’s yours now." Steve caught them mid-air, raising both eyebrows. "You’re serious?" "Dead serious," Barry said, taking a seat on the plush leather sofa. "I’ve already set up Sullivan Group’s second headquarters here in York City—and you’re running it." Steve exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. "You don’t do things halfway, do you?" Barry leaned forward, his gaze intense. "No. And neither should you." He gestured to the city beyond the glass. "This is your chance, Steve. You can finally get back at everyone who betrayed you." He tilted his head. "So—who’s first on your lists?" A dark, vengeful smile curled on Steve’s lips. "The Westons." Barry’s eyes gleamed. "I'm listening." Steve’s voice was ice. "Charles—my best friend—stole my wife, framed me for fraud, and left me to r
Revenge
Steve nearly choked on his burger when Barry and Sebastian slid into the booth across from him. He wiped his mouth with a napkin, eyeing the two sharply dressed men with suspicion. "Who the hell are you?" Steve asked, his voice rough. Barry reached into his jacket and pulled out a business card, sliding it across the table. Steve picked it up, his brows furrowing as he read it.His eyes flicked back up to Barry, his eyes widening. "You're the Chairman of Sullivan Group?" Barry nodded. "I am." "I've heard all about your company," Steve let out a dry groan as he returned the card back. "What does the head of the biggest damn conglomerate in the world want with me?" Barry leaned back, his gaze steady. "I'm establishing a new branch of Sullivan Group here in York City. And given that you were once a billionaire who built your own empire from nothing, I want you to run it." Steve sighed, shaking his head. "You’ve got the wrong guy. I’m a jailbird, not a CEO. Look at me—I’m eati
The burger shop
Barry and Sebastian watched Steve leave the bank premises through a pair of binoculars from their car."We've found him," Sebastian said. "That is Steve. He's popular girl around these parts."Barry had been silent since he started watching Steve. He's done his research and was aware of all the people that betrayed him."This has gotten personal," Barry said. "I'm going to make sure everyone who had wronged Steve regrets their actions, starting with Charles. That snake is mine."Dipping his hand in his pocket, Barry called the private number of the Bank's manager. “Hello?” the bank manager answered the call. Steve switched into a deep raspy voice. “This is the Barry Reeds. Chairman of The Sullivan Group,” Barry answered. “A huge amount of money would be transferred to your account in a minute. I'm buying all your shares. From now on, I'm your boss.”The manager felt his heart skip a beat. “Are you for real, sir?” the bank manager asked, cautiously. "You can do your researches to
loafer polisher
A few days later, the Southern District of York city. Charles pulled up his black Audi R8 in front of York city's bank. As he stepped out of the car, he met a loafer polisher standing in front of the bank's gates. Charles was surprised when he saw who the loafer polisher was.“Well, well, well, is that who I think it is?” He laughed as he approached the polisher. “So the rumours are true. Steve, you're a loafer polisher now?”Steve wore a shabby trench coat and a dirty cap on his head. He narrowed his eyes. “Yeah, so what?”Charles sneered at him. “I never imagined a day would come when you'll stoop to this level. I thought you ran away from York city these past few days.”“I have nowhere else to go to,” Steve replied him. “Since you took away my home, my wife, and my company, I had to do menial jobs to survive.”Charles' smile spread into a grin. “Well, what do you know? You're homeless and a loser. I'm going to enjoy this.”Charles sat down on the chair and stretched out his loa
The jailbird
Steve took the long walk to the Weston's estate. When he arrived, he demanded an audience with Sir Henry. Sir Henry was enjoying a steak dinner with his wife and family in the dining room when Steve was ushered in by the family's butler. “Sir, Henry, Steve is here,” the butler announced, then quietly left. “Well, well, well, if it isn't my son-in-law, back from prison,” Sir Henry raised a glass at Steve. “How long has it been? Six years?”Sir Henry, despite being in his mid-sixties was still strong and healthy. He made his fortune in the railway corporation and his real estate empire. But Sir Henry was a greedy fellow. He always wanted more. He was the type of man who is controlled by money. It was his unquenchable thirst for money that got him into trouble. The trouble that cost Steve his six years of freedom and the loss of his company. “Father-in-law, we need to talk,” Steve approached him. “Laura has finished me. The baby she was pregnant with before I went to jail was ac
Best friend betrayal
Charles freed himself from Steve's grip and punched him hard across his jaws. Steve lost his balance, falling on the wet ground. Charles spat at him. “For God's sake, you get out of prison and the first thing you do is try to pick a fight with me. Do you want to return to jail again?”Steve tastes blood in his mouth. He glared at Charles. “I-I don't understand, Charles. You were my best friend. You were supposed to look after my wife and my child while I serve my sentence.”Charles burst into laughter. “Look at this bloody fool. Wait, you haven't told him, yet have you, Laura?”“I was about to before you arrived,” Laura folded her arms. “He keeps going on and on about his son.”“Oh this is so good,” Charles laughed, turning to face the kid. “Junior, come here.”The boy came up to Charles, who lifted him up. Charles turned to Steve. “This is the baby your wife was pregnant with before you were locked up in jail six years ago. Isn't he adorable?”Steve staggered to his feet, wiping t
Steve
Barry’s pulse raced. "Then… my wish—" The cat’s eyes gleamed. "Ah yes. The wish." It tilted its head playfully. "But first… tell me, Barry. What do you truly desire?" Barry didn’t hesitate. "Save Veronica. She's my fiancée. She has the Sleeping Death, and if I don't—" "Whoa hold your horses," the Golden Cat purred, cutting him off. "I already know what you want, boy. I’ve always been watching you." Its tail flicked. "You owe your good fortune to me, you know." Barry stiffened. "What do you mean?" The cat ignored his question as it stretched lazily. "I can lift the curse from Veronica and cure her. But first, you must do one good deed for me." Barry frowned. "I don’t understand. I thought helping that homeless man was the good deed." The Golden Cat burst into laughter, rolling onto its back and kicking its paws in the air like an amused kitten. "Oh, Barry! That wasn’t the deed! That was just a test to see if you were worthy of my attention!" It sat up, grinning. "I do
