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JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 375
Chapter 375Meanwhile, James and Gregor were huddled near the battered wooden table, speaking in hushed tones. The faint glow of the lamp overhead cast elongated shadows across their faces, highlighting the intensity of their expressions.Coincidentally, they were working on something that might lead them to the kidnappers.James felt more confident than ever that the kidnappers had fully fallen for the false messages he had sent using Ben’s phone. With this advantage, he began formulating a new plan to outsmart them.“What if we release Ben?” James asked.“Release him?” Gregor was confused. “What do you mean?”James leaned forward, his fingers drumming against the table. “Look, Gregor,” he began, his voice tinged with frustration, “I know this might sound stupid, but releasing Ben is the only shot we have at ever rescuing that boy. The kidnappers already believe the fake conversations we sent through his phone. If we release him, there’s no way he won’t try to locate the others. But
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 376
Chapter 376The adjacent room was dimly lit, with a faint hum from the overhead lights casting a sterile glow over the sparse furniture. Ben sat slouched in a wooden bed, his wrists bound in worn metal cuffs that had clearly seen better days, his wrists tight from the handcuffs. His face, still bruised from past scuffles, showed little emotion as Gregor strode in, holding a fresh set of cuffs in one hand and a neutral expression on his face. James followed close behind, shrugging off his jacket and tossing it onto a nearby table, where he had already placed Ben’s phone and his own.Gregor approached Ben without a word. The air in the room was heavy, tension palpable. “Alright,” Gregor said gruffly, his voice cutting through the silence, “don’t act funny. I’m just here to change your cuffs.”Ben didn’t resist. Instead, he raised his hands in surrender, his movements deliberate and slow. “Go ahead,” he said, his voice hoarse but steady.Gregor leaned down, fumbling with the old cuffs a
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 377
Chapter 377Ben’s heart pounded in his chest as he sprinted down Montgomery Street, the dim city lights flashing past him in a blur.The cold night air bit at his face, but the rush of adrenaline kept him warm as he ran faster, dodging potholes and uneven sidewalks. His legs burned, and his breath came in sharp, ragged gasps, but he didn’t dare stop. He couldn’t afford to. He didn’t know how much time he had before James or Gregor realized he was gone—before they started chasing him down.The street was quiet, almost unnervingly so. It was nearing midnight, and the usual buzz of the city had given way to a deep, almost suffocating silence. The only sound that echoed in the stillness was the rhythmic thud of Ben’s feet pounding against the pavement.The street lamps overhead flickered intermittently, casting long shadows across the cracked sidewalks, as though the city itself was holding its breath. The world around him felt both foreign and unfamiliar, and the realization that he had
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 378
Chapter 378Up ahead, he saw a dimly lit bar on the corner. The neon sign flickered in the night, casting an eerie glow on the sidewalk. Ben hesitated for a moment. He didn’t want to draw attention to himself, but the bar could offer him some answers. He could ask around, get directions—maybe even find someone who’d help him.As he approached, he kept his head low, making sure to avoid any lingering eyes. He didn’t want to attract any suspicion, not tonight. The bar’s door creaked as he pushed it open, and the familiar smell of alcohol and stale smoke hit him as soon as he entered.The dim interior was bathed in amber light, the kind of place that felt stuck in time—dark wood paneling, worn leather stools, and a long, polished bar. The chatter of a few patrons in the back corner mixed with the soft sound of a jukebox playing an old song from the ’80s.The bartender, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, glanced up from wiping down the bar and gave Ben a once-over. Ben met his gaze b
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 379
Chapter 379Denver paced back and forth inside the dimly lit bunker, the faint light from a lone bulb swinging overhead casting shadows that danced across the cracked concrete walls.Jack and Ken were busy packing up, their faces tight with concentration as they prepared for the big exchange the next day. The silence was broken by the sharp buzz of Denver’s phone vibrating on the table.He glanced at the screen.“Ben,” he muttered under his breath, his brows furrowing. “Why the hell is he calling now?” He shrugged, unsure, and pressed the phone to his ear. “What is it, Ben?” His tone was a mix of annoyance and suspicion. “So, you finally made it away from the police, huh?”Ben’s voice came through the line, sharp and defensive. “So you knew I was abducted, and you couldn’t do anything about it? You just left me there?”Denver smirked, though unease crept into his voice. “We couldn’t do anything. You said you were done, remember? Told Jack you didn’t want to be part of the kidnapping a
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 380
Chapter 380Denver stepped out into the cool night air, where Jack stood leaning against the rail in the open space outside the bunker.The faint glow of a cigarette hung between Jack’s fingers, casting small embers that flickered in the dark. He was wearing a plain white singlet, his muscles tense, his face hardened as he exhaled a plume of smoke into the night. Jack’s sharp eyes caught Denver approaching, and he raised an eyebrow.“What now?” Jack muttered, flicking ash off the end of his cigarette.Denver hesitated for a moment but decided to press on. “Ben called me.”Jack’s expression shifted, his glare tightening. He turned to fully face Denver, letting the cigarette dangle from his lips. “You still have that bastard’s number? Are you sick in the head? Wasn’t he the one who said he was no longer interested in this job? He walked out on us, Denver.”Ken, who was nearby sorting some supplies into a duffel bag, paused and glanced up. “Ben? That spineless idiot? Forget him. He’s no
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 381
Chapter 381Meanwhile, Williams got back to Sky Suite to inform Kane, Tom and Dorian of the plan to abduct Jaxon, which will lead them to Charles and Jack.The hotel was awash in dim golden light, the glow from the city below creeping through the wide windows. Williams paced the room slowly, a tumbler of whiskey in one hand and a tablet in the other. Sitting around him were Kane, Tom, and Dorian—each man ready to carry out the task ahead.“Alright, listen up,” Williams said, his voice calm but commanding. “This operation needs to be clean. No mess, no loose ends. We’re not just grabbing some random guy off the street; this one is precision work.”Kane leaned forward, his sharp features illuminated by the faint light. “Who’s the target?”Williams tapped on the tablet, and an image appeared on the large screen. It was a clear photo of Jaxon, wearing casual attire, sitting at a café. “This is the target. Mid-twenties. Luckily for us, he’s currently staying at this same sky suite Hotel. R
JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE Chapter 382
Chapter 382Williams stayed by the window for a moment longer, watching as the city lights glimmered far below. The room was quiet now, save for the muffled sounds of Kane, Tom, and Dorian preparing their gear in the adjacent suite.He could hear the occasional murmur of conversation and the soft clicks of latches and locks being secured. He let out a slow breath, his mind racing with possibilities. This plan had to work. It wasn’t just about Charles—it was about keeping control of the entire operation.In the next room, Tom zipped up a black duffel bag and slung it over his shoulder. “So, what do you think the odds are?” he asked, turning to Dorian, who was meticulously checking the lock on a sleek case containing the sedative vials.Dorian glanced up, his expression impassive. “Odds for what?”Tom leaned against the table, smirking. “That Jaxon gives us trouble. You know, kicks and screams, makes a scene. Kid like him probably thinks he’s invincible.”“Doesn’t matter what he thinks,
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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
