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JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 323
Chapter 323“No, let her talk,” Mr. Sterling replied.Gwen wiped at her eyes, trying to calm herself, but the weight of everything that was happening—the threats, the uncertainty about her son—was too much. She glanced at Mr. Sterling, whose cold, unblinking stare made her feel even smaller. Finally, her voice cracked, "I haven’t told Eric anything about you. I swear, I—"Mr. Sterling cut her off sharply, "Don’t lie to me, Gwen. I can see it in your face." He leaned forward, his voice lowering dangerously. "I told you to keep the identity of my son a secret and keep him away from the public eye as I have a lot of enemies. Do you not know Eric is my enemy? You think you can betray me? After all I've done?"Her lip trembled again, and she shook her head, her voice trembling. "No... I wouldn’t. I... I just want my son back. I didn’t say anything—Eric only knows that Charles is in danger, that’s all. He doesn’t know who the father is."Mr. Sterling’s eyes narrowed, studying her for any si
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 324
Chapter 324That morning, Eric sat at his desk, the weight of the ongoing crisis pressing heavily on him. His office, typically a sanctuary of order and calm, now felt like a cage. Papers were scattered everywhere, but none of it mattered. His mind was too preoccupied with the kidnapping. **Why hasn’t the police made more progress?** he thought, running a hand through his hair in frustration. His fingers drummed against the desk as he wrestled with what to do next.Unable to take the suspense any longer, he picked up his phone and dialed the police for an update. His voice, usually measured and polite, carried an edge this time. "Look," he began the moment the officer on the other end answered. "It’s been days now, and my patience is running thin. What exactly is being done to find the boy?"The officer, whose calm voice only served to irritate Eric further, replied, "Sir, I understand your concern, but we’ve just picked up a lead.""A lead?" Eric repeated, eyebrows furrowing in disbe
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 325
Chapter 325Eric grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair, his mind racing, and rushed out of his office without bothering to wait for his driver. His hand shook slightly as he pulled the keys from his pocket and made his way to the underground garage. He headed straight to one of the company’s official cars, a sleek black Audi A8, parked near the exit. The car was polished, its tinted windows gleaming under the fluorescent lights of the garage. He swung the door open, threw his jacket onto the passenger seat, and slid behind the wheel. The leather seats were cold, and the interior smelled faintly of a new car scent. He fired up the engine, the hum of the motor a small comfort amidst the chaos in his head. Without wasting time, Eric drove the car out of the garage and onto the street, the sleek vehicle gliding effortlessly through traffic. His hands gripped the steering wheel a little too tightly, and his foot pressed the gas pedal harder than usual. As he sped through the city
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 326
Chapter 326The air outside Gwen’s home was heavy with tension as Eric stood with the police, feeling a deep sense of dread.He had called them and reported that Gwen was missing immediately after he called James.The officers had spread out, talking to the neighbors, gathering what little information they could. But so far, everything pointed to one grim conclusion—Gwen was missing, and no one seemed to have seen her for days.James and Gregor arrived, their faces grim with urgency. They had been working on something big since the previous night, following Mr. Sterling's every move, and now they were convinced they had stumbled upon a vital lead.As soon as they spotted Eric, James gestured for him to step away from the crowd of officers. Eric, confused but trusting James, walked over to the edge of the street where the two men stood."Eric," James began, his voice low and urgent, "We need to talk. This isn’t just about Gwen. I think we’re onto something huge. We believe we’ve found
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 327
Chapter 327One of the officers, a tall man with broad shoulders, strode towards them with a purposeful gait. He had a chiseled jawline, peppered with stubble, and his deep-set brown eyes were sharp, constantly scanning the surroundings. His police uniform was neatly pressed, and his polished boots clicked with each step on the pavement. His badge glistened under the evening sun as he adjusted the belt around his waist, which held his radio and holstered firearm. His expression was neutral, but there was a trace of suspicion in his gaze as he approached the group.When he reached them, he nodded, offering a brief but polite smile. “Evening, gentlemen,” he said in a low, professional tone. “I couldn’t help but notice the gathering over here. Is everything alright? Is something going on?”Eric, feeling the pressure of the situation and not wanting to raise any alarms, quickly forced a smile and waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, no. Everything’s fine, officer. Just talking things over wi
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 328
Chapter 328That same evening, Williams slipped into his car just as the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow over the city. He adjusted his navy-blue blazer, brushed a speck of lint off his dark jeans, and glanced at his reflection in the rearview mirror.His hair was slicked back, his face clean-shaven, and his expression serious. There was a quiet urgency about him tonight. He didn’t want to waste any time getting to Red Waters and sorting out thing before they escalated.As he drove through the city traffic, he mentally rehearsed what he’d say if anyone from Sasha’s gang cornered him and asked about their boss. The thought of them made him tighten his grip on the wheel. If they know, they’d really be angry about Sasha’s death, especially since he had been the one who convinced her to leave Red Waters. He’d have to tread carefully.By the time he pulled into the airport parking lot, twilight had settled in. Williams exited his car, buttoned his blazer, and strode into the a
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 329
Chapter 329It was Mr. Sterling who was calling Williams. He sat in his dimly lit office, his hands clenched into tight fists as he stared at his phone lying on the polished mahogany desk. The screen was dark, unresponsive—just like Williams, who had ignored his calls all evening.He’d tried Williams again and again, hoping he would pick up. But nothing. Mr. Sterling’s jaw tightened as frustration clawed at him.With an irritated sigh, he picked up the phone again, scrolling through his call log, where Williams’ name sat, unanswered, like a taunt.Mr. Sterling closed his eyes briefly, his mind racing back to the call with the kidnappers earlier that day. The kidnappers’ cold, steady voices still echoed in his ears, making his stomach chum with anger. He could almost picture them on the other end, calm, menacing, outlining their demands as though it were just business as usual: twenty million dollars, packed in cash, and to be delivered at an undisclosed location that they’d provide s
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 330
Chapter 330Jack’s phone buzzed with an incoming call. He glanced at the screen, smirking as he saw the name “Sterling” flash up. This was it—the moment they’d been anticipating. Letting the phone ring a few times, he took a steadying breath before answering, masking his impatience.“Hello, Mr. Sterling,” he answered smoothly, the slightest edge of menace in his tone.Mr. Sterling’s voice, tense and almost frantic, shot through the line. “I’m here. At the bridge. I’ve got the money. Now bring my son—bring him here now, and take your cash.”Jack chuckled lightly, his voice steady, mocking. “Calm down, Mr. Sterling. We’ll get to that. Just…wait a little longer,” he said, then, without waiting for a response, he ended the call abruptly.Jack turned, slipping his phone back into his pocket. The dark warehouse around him felt cold and quiet, the shadows seeming to grow as he processed the next steps.The kidnappers had carefully orchestrated a test to ensure Mr. Sterling was truly alone, a
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Chapter 474: Finding the Hidden Hand
Chapter 474: Finding the Hidden HandThe EMC headquarters stood like a glass monolith against the Emerald Falls skyline, its mirrored surface catching the late afternoon sun in a blaze of gold.Inside his office, James sat behind a polished mahogany desk, his broad shoulders hunched over a stack of financial reports, their edges curling under the weight of his scrutiny.The room was a fortress of modern luxury—sleek black furniture, a panoramic window framing the city, and a faint hum from the servers tucked in a corner. James’ eyes, sharp and unyielding, scanned the pages, his brow furrowed as he pieced together the puzzle that threatened his reclaimed empire.His dark hair fell slightly over his forehead, a stray lock he brushed back with a quick, impatient flick of his hand. The man who once scrubbed floors at a grocery store was gone; in his place sat the Wane heir, his jaw tight with resolve.The weight of Gregor’s words from his meeting with Kai at the Starlight Diner clung to J
Chapter 473: Secrets in the Sun
Chapter 473: Secrets in the SunThe Wane family estate in Emerald Falls sprawled across manicured lawns, its white marble facade gleaming under the late morning sun. The air hummed with the scent of blooming jasmine and the distant buzz of a lawnmower, a serene backdrop to the opulent mansion that whispered wealth and power. Inside, the grand foyer echoed with the soft clink of crystal chandeliers and the faint murmur of staff moving discreetly through the halls.Ellen Princeton stood at the threshold, her designer suitcase resting by her polished heels, her auburn hair catching the light as she adjusted her sunglasses atop her head. Her tailored cream blazer and matching skirt spoke of elegance, but her hazel eyes betrayed a flicker of weariness—her father Jonathan Princeton’s presidential campaign, now on hold, had left her navigating a storm of public scrutiny and private doubts.The heavy oak doors swung open, and Lana Wane swept into the foyer, her long, curly hair bouncing with
Chapter 472: Whispers of Betrayal
Chapter 472: Whispers of BetrayalThe grand hall of Liam Carter’s mansion gleamed under the soft glow of a crystal chandelier, its light bouncing off polished marble floors and dark oak paneling. The air carried the faint scent of leather, a testament to the wealth and power that defined the sprawling estate in the heart of Emerald Falls.Kai Nakamura stood near a towering window, the night sky beyond framing his lean silhouette. His gray suit was slightly rumpled from the day, but his sharp features remained composed, his dark eyes glinting with calculation. In his hand, he clutched the folded paper Gregor had given him at the Starlight Diner hours earlier—Lana Wane’s Greece itinerary, a key to unlocking the Wane family’s secrets. Kai’s mind churned, replaying Gregor’s words about Williams Jesse and Mr. Sterling’s virus scheme. Someone else knew, and that was a problem.The heavy oak door creaked open, and Liam Carter strode in, his tailored navy suit pristine despite the late hour.
Chapter 470: Shadows of Deception
Chapter 470: Shadows of DeceptionThe fluorescent lights of the Starlight Diner buzzed faintly, casting a harsh glow over the checkered linoleum floor and worn red booths. The air smelled of greasy burgers, stale coffee, and a hint of cigarette smoke that clung to the walls despite the no-smoking sign.Gregor sat in a corner booth, his broad shoulders hunched over a chipped mug of black coffee, the steam curling upward like a ghost. His hair, neatly combed, glinted under the lights, and his weathered face was set in a mask of calm, though his sharp gray eyes flicked to the diner’s entrance every few seconds. As James Wane’s loyal butler and covert operative, Gregor was no stranger to clandestine meetings, but tonight’s rendezvous with Kai Nakamura felt like walking a tightrope over a pit of vipers.His phone sat on the table, the screen dark but heavy with James’s last text: Give him the itinerary. Push the Sterling-Williams angle. Say you’ve got dirt on their virus scheme. Let’s see
Chapter 470 A Game of Trust (Continued)
Chapter 470 A Game of Trust (Continued)James glanced at the reports again, his fingers flipping through pages, searching for a clue he might’ve missed. The absence of Kai’s report gnawed at him. “What are you hiding, Nathaniel?” he murmured, his voice barely audible.The door creaked open, and Ana Davies, his secretary, stepped inside, her dark hair pulled into a neat bun, her glasses catching the light. She clutched a tablet, her posture professional but her eyes curious. “Mr. Clarkson, the meeting’s in an hour. Need anything prepped?” Her voice was crisp, but a slight tilt of her head betrayed her interest in his mood.James flashed a disarming smile, masking the storm in his mind. He leaned back, tossing the pen onto the desk with a casual flick. “Just the financials, Ana. And… any word from Patel’s team on the virus cleanup?”Ana crossed the room, her heels clicking softly on the hardwood floor. She stopped at the desk, tapping her tablet to pull up a file. “Nothing official. Mr.
Chapter 469: A Game of Trust
Chapter 469: A Game of TrustThe late afternoon sun filtered through the tinted windows of James’ office, casting long shadows across his polished mahogany desk.The room was a blend of modern elegance and understated power—sleek monitors, neatly stacked files, and a single framed photo of his parents, a reminder of the legacy he was fighting for.James leaned back in his leather chair, his fingers steepled under his chin. His sharp blue eyes, usually calm, flickered with unease as he stared at the muted TV screen mounted on the wall. The news ticker blazed: “EMC VIRUS NEUTRALIZED: COMPANY RESTORED TO FULL OPERATIONS.”James’s jaw tightened. Yesterday’s headlines had been a whirlwind of relief for EMC—customers flooding back, stock prices climbing, and employees celebrating. But to James, it felt too neat, too sudden. He’d long suspected Williams Jesse, the cunning tech manager, and Mr. Sterling, the manipulative head of the board, was behind the virus that had crippled EMC’s systems
Chapter 468: The Hidden Hand
Chapter 468: The Hidden HandThe dawn light crept beneath the heavy drapes of Williams Jesse’s bedroom, painting thin stripes of gold across his neatly made bed. He lay still for a moment, listening to the low hum of traffic outside. On the bedside table, the news channel played on mute, flashing headlines across the screen: “EMC VIRUS NEUTRALIZED,” “CUSTOMERS POUR BACK IN,” and “COMPANY STABILITY RESTORED.”Williams propped himself up on one elbow and reached for the remote, clicking off the TV. He studied the blank screen for a heartbeat, then swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood. The past few days had been a masterclass in deception, and now the world believed the danger was gone. But in truth, the real virus—silent, undetectable, and far more dangerous—lay hidden in the deepest layers of EMC’s network.He dressed quickly in a crisp white shirt and charcoal slacks, buttoning cuffs with precise motions. His reflection in the mirror showed a calm, confident man. No one w
Chapter 467: The Applause
Chapter 467: The ApplauseThe afternoon sun cast a golden hue over the EMC skyscraper, its reflective glass exterior shimmering like a beacon of triumph. Inside, the atmosphere was electric. An impromptu all-staff meeting had been called by CEO Eric Wood, a rare occurrence that sent ripples of curiosity and anticipation through every department.Employees from all levels gathered in the grand auditorium, a state-of-the-art facility designed for such significant announcements. The room buzzed with chatter, the air thick with excitement and speculation. Whispers of the recent virus removal and the mysterious figure behind it dominated conversations.The middle rows were filled with dozens of staff from departments like finance, IT, customer care, logistics, and development. They whispered, leaned sideways, and shared raised brows as they clapped.“That’s the guy, right?” one whispered to her colleague.“Nathaniel Grey. They say he barely even comes to EMC.”“Well, he shows up and boom—t
Chapter 466: The Ghost in the Code
Chapter 466: The Ghost in the CodeThe sun rose lazily over Emerald Falls, its golden rays piercing through the sleek glass exterior of the EMC skyscraper. Inside, however, the day had started long before dawn. The Control Center’s success had set off a chain reaction that echoed through every floor, every department, and every hallway of the company.By 9 a.m., EMC was alive with celebration. In the reception area of the main lobby, clusters of employees stood huddled around digital screens and glowing tables, their voices buzzing like a swarm of bees. The virus was gone. Just like that. No system crashes, no missing files, and no corrupted data logs. Overnight, the ghost that had haunted their finance sector for months had vanished.Cheers broke out when the first internal memo was released.INTERNAL MEMO – SYSTEM STABILITY REPORT“All affected sectors have been restored. The virus has been neutralized. Full operations have resumed.”The message bore the signature of Liam Carter, no
