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Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FORTY-NINE
RICHARD’S POVAs I sat in the waiting room, I couldn’t help but notice Amelia’s intense scowl directed at Cathy. It was like she’d just spotted an old rival. Before I could say anything, Amelia marched over to me with a determined stride.Cathy, catching the change in atmosphere, frowned and glanced at me. “Do you know her?” she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.Amelia wasted no time. “Oh, Richard not only knows her, but he plans to marry her,” she said with a dramatic flourish.Cathy’s eyes widened, and her mouth fell open, but she quickly shut it, looking between us with a mix of surprise and confusion. I cleared my throat, trying to diffuse the awkwardness. “Uh, Cathy, is everything alright?”Cathy gave me a polite but puzzled wink. “Yes, everything’s fine,” She gave a tight-lipped smile. “Just... surprised.”I nodded, trying to keep things civil. “Yeah, and Amelia and I are still figuring out the whole marriage thing. Nothing’s set in stone yet,” I added, shooting Amelia
Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIFTY
RICHARD’S POV The next day, I woke up to the soft beep of the heart monitor. Mom’s eyes were open. She looked at me, a question in her eyes. I squeezed her hand. “You’re awake, Mom,” I whispered. Her eyes filled with tears.The room was a mess. Flowers, balloons, and get-well gifts were scattered around. I’d spent the last few hours here, hoping, praying. This was a miracle.My mother, still groggy but awake, lay in her hospital bed. I sat beside her, holding her hand gently. “Hey, its good to have you back, Mom,” I said softly. Do you need anything? How are you feeling?”She opened her eyes slowly, a weak but sincere smile on her face. “Richard... I can’t thank you enough for this. I thought—”“Don’t,” I interrupted, trying to keep my voice steady. “I’d give you a thousand chances if I could. Just focus on getting better.”Her eyes glistened with tears. “You always know how to make me feel better.”Before I could respond, the door swung open. My dad walked in with a bouquet of flow
Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIFTY-ONE
Richard's POVI wheeled Mom out of the hospital, the wheels of the chair squeaking on the polished floor. We had spent more than one week in the hospital and we were finally discharged. Dad was with my brothers, and none of them looked thrilled to be there. Typical. They had mostly visited twice and they looked forced. I didn’t care about them. My major priority was ensuring that my mother recovered quite fast. Once we got to the car, my father helped me lift my mother to the car. "Need a hand, Dad?" I asked as he rolled her up to the car."Yeah, thanks, Richard," Dad said, heaving Mom out of the chair and into the backseat. "You boys behave, alright?""Sure, Dad," I muttered, already feeling the tension rising. As soon as Dad was busy with Mom, my brothers closed in."You know you're next in that wheelchair, right?" Johnson sneered. “I wonder how you’ll look.” I looked at him, confused. "What are you talking about?"Williams laughed. "The horse race tomorrow, genius. You're gonna
Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIFTY-TWO
*Richard's POV*The day of the big race had finally arrived. The racing ground was packed, buzzing with excitement. I could feel the energy in the air as I walked toward the stables. My brothers were already there with their horses, glaring at me as I passed by."Morning, boys," I said cheerfully, ignoring their scowls."You're gonna eat dirt today," Johnson muttered."Dream on," I shot back, grinning.I spotted the other racers gathered nearby and joined them, exchanging nods and casual greetings. Just as I was about to head over to see the horse Mr. Denise purchased for me, I saw Amelia making her way toward me."Amelia!" I called, smiling wide. "Good to see you."She returned my smile, her eyes bright. "Hey, Richard. I wanted to come and support you.""Thanks, means a lot," I said, feeling a warmth spread through me.She glanced around at the crowded grounds. "So, how are you feeling about the race?""Confident," I said, nodding. "Got a great horse thanks to Cathy. Just need to foc
Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIFTY-THREE
Richard's POVThe race was about to start, and I could hear the announcer calling the participants' names one by one. My heart pounded with anticipation and frustration. The crowd’s energy buzzed around me, making it hard to think clearly.The man had given me his horse after I paid him $5k. He had happily left the horse to me, obviously excited that he could get even ten horses with the sum paid to him. But that wasn’t my concern now. My concern was how I was going to win the race with the horse. A horse that was old, a horse that wasn’t a sports horse. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to today’s horse race!” the announcer’s voice boomed over the loudspeaker, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Our champion and finest participant, Quinn Daniel!”The crowd erupted in applause and cheers. “Quinn! Quinn! Quinn!” they chanted, their voices merging into a deafening roar.I clenched my fists, my knuckles turning white. “Can you believe these people?” I muttered to Cathy, who was standing besi
Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR
Richard’s POVThe moment I crossed the finish line, the roar from the crowd was thunderous. The clapping and cheers grew into a wild, electrifying frenzy. People surged from their seats, some of them rushing onto the track to lift me into the air. My heart pounded in my chest as I was hoisted up, the sheer exhilaration of the moment filling me with joy I had never known. “Richard! Richard! Richard!” The chant echoed all around me, a wave of sound that washed over the entire stadium. I felt a grin spread across my face, unable to contain the happiness that bubbled up inside me. The applause and cheers were overwhelming, a testament to the hard-fought victory and the support of everyone who believed in me.When the crowd finally set me down, I took a moment to catch my breath and savor the victory. But just as I was starting to soak in the celebration, I saw Quinn forcing his way through the cheering throng. His face was twisted into a scowl of pure rage, his eyes blazing with anger.“
Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FIVE
**Richard’s POV**After a long day, I finally got home, and the first thing I did was call Mom. “Guess what, Mom? I won the horse-riding challenge against Quinn!”“That’s wonderful news, Richard.” Her eyes lit up, and she managed a tired but genuine smile. “I knew you could do it,” she said softly. “I’m so proud of you.”I grinned, feeling a mix of pride and relief. “Thanks, Mom. I couldn’t have done it without you.”It felt good to see her so happy, especially after everything we’d been through. Just as I was settling in, my phone buzzed with a message from Chairman Dennis, inviting me to dinner at his villa. I raised an eyebrow, surprised but curious. I accepted without hesitation.The chance to unwind and maybe smooth things over with everyone was too good to pass up.Later that evening, I found myself heading out to honor the dinner invitation. Dressed in a sharp suit, I drove to the chairman’s villa, which was as grand as ever.The butler greeted me at the door, his expression a
Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SIX
**Richard’s POV**The next morning, I got a call from Dad. He was in one of his “let’s make it interesting” moods. “Richard, come by the villa. We need to have a little chat.”I knew what that meant: another round of “you’re doing great, but let’s see how you handle this.” I showed up promptly, precisely at my father's study, and there they were—Dad, Jonathan, and William. I was expecting the usual banter, but today, I felt different.“Ah, Richard,” Dad said as I walked in. “Glad you could make it. Have a seat.”I took my usual spot, trying to suppress my smirk. I knew today’s news would rile up my stepbrothers. Dad cleared his throat. “So, I wanted to let you all know how things are going. Richard here is still ahead, as usual.”Jonathan and William’s faces turned a few shades redder. Jonathan’s eyes narrowed. “Oh, really? Can’t you just give it a rest?”“Relax, Jonathan,” Dad said. “This is just how it is. You guys have had your chances.”William scowled. “Yeah, and every time Rich
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CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY-TWO
RICHARD’S POV—THREE YEARS LATER I ran around the living room, chasing our twins in some endless game of tag. They were shrieking with laughter, little feet pounding on the floor, and honestly, it was the best sound in the world. But just as I made a playful grab for them, Amelia walked in with a tray of biscuits and gave me one of her classic mom-glares.“Really, Richard?” she said, exasperated but trying not to smile. “If you keep chasing them like that, they’re going to fall. And then who’s getting up at night with them when they’re crying? Not me, that’s for sure.”I stopped in my tracks and threw my hands up in surrender. “Alright, alright! You win. Kids, you heard your mother. Grab a biscuit and calm down, alright? Before we all get grounded.”The twins scrambled toward the tray, wide-eyed and hungry like they hadn’t just had breakfast an hour ago. Amelia rolled her eyes at me, handing the kids each a biscuit before turning her gaze on me.“No biscuit for you, mister,” she tease
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONE
RICHARD’S POVI sat there, tapping my foot against the cold tile, waiting for the doctor to come in. Amelia was beside me, looking exhausted from my dragging her here yet again. But we were here, and I’d finally get some peace of mind.The door opened, and Dr. Geller strolled in, looking... oddly cheerful. He scanned his clipboard before smiling at both of us. “Well,” he said, “I’ve got some news that I think you’re going to like.”Amelia glanced at me, raising an eyebrow. “He didn’t find anything, right? See, I told you, Richard…”“No, no,” Dr. Geller cut in, chuckling. “Nothing bad. Quite the opposite, actually.”I held my breath, narrowing my eyes at him. “Spit it out, Doc. I don’t do suspense.”He grinned, finally setting down the clipboard. “Amelia, congratulations. You’re pregnant. Again.”For a split second, I thought he was joking. But then it hit me like a tidal wave, and I shot to my feet. “Are you serious?!” I practically yelled, and probably looked like a lunatic, but I di
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY
RICHARD’S POV—THREE WEEKS LATER Arriving home with the bouquet in one hand and Amelia’s favorite snacks in the other, I hoped today would lift her spirits, even a little. She hadn’t been herself since...well, since the loss. Three weeks, and yet it felt like everything had been hollowed out.As soon as I opened the door, the tense vibe hit me like a wall. Amelia was sitting there on the couch, pale but trying to keep calm, while her grandmother loomed over her with that steely look. The minute she spotted me, her eyes narrowed like she’d been waiting for this.“Richard,” she spat, voice low and biting, “this is all on you. You should have done better. Protected her, watched out for her—”“Enough,” I cut in, barely keeping my voice steady. I didn’t want a scene, not in front of Amelia. But I couldn’t just let this go. “If you’re going to blame someone, find a mirror.”Her face twisted, anger flaring up, and for a second I thought she’d come closer. “How dare you,” she snapped. “How da
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINE
RICHARD’S POVDinner was quiet tonight. Too quiet. Amelia had barely touched her food, just pushing it around on her plate with this distant look in her eyes. I asked her if she was alright, and she’d just given me a tired smile and said she was fine. But something didn’t sit right. Still, I let it go, figuring she’d open up when she was ready.Upstairs, I lay on the bed waiting while she went into the bathroom. She closed the door behind her, and I stretched out, hands behind my head, staring up at the ceiling. The day had been long, and I was looking forward to nothing more than a quiet evening with her, maybe watch some dumb movie and unwind.But then I heard it—a loud voice cutting through the silence, sharp and strained. It was Amelia. A cry, filled with pain.I sat up so fast, my heart instantly in my throat. “Amelia?” I called, already on my feet and moving towards the door. There was no answer, only a muffled groan that sent my pulse skyrocketing.“Amelia, are you okay?” I ask
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY-EIGHT
RICHARD’S POVAmelia stared at me, her arms crossed, her eyes hard. I knew that look. It wasn't good.“He deserves whatever he's getting. Richard. You know that, right?"Her words hit me like a slap. I frowned, trying to keep calm. “Amelia, come on. He's still my brother. I know he messed up, but he's still family.” She shook her head, almost scoffing. "So what? Family doesn't mean you get a free pass to be a complete asshole and try to ruin someone's life.”I sighed, leaning back against the chair. "I'm not saying he should get a free pass. l'm just saying.. maybe he did what he did out of anger, or resentment, or-""Maybe?!" she cut me off, her voice rising. “Richard, he tried to kill you. He tied me up and used me as bait! I don't care if he was angry or resentful, that doesn't give him a damn excuse to behave like a psychopath!”I winced at her words. She wasn't wrong, but still… “Look, I know he crossed the line. A million times over. But people do stupid things when they're des
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVEN
RICHARD’S POV I froze, my breath catching in my throat as the bang reverberated through the room. For a second, everything was still. Silent. I looked down. Blood. Not mine. William gasped, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at the wound in his side. The gun slipped from his hand, clattering uselessly to the floor. I stumbled back, hands slick with blood, heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to explode. The sound of the gunshot kept echoing in my ears like a bad dream, but this wasn’t a dream. William—my brother—was bleeding out on the floor. “Shit,” I gasped, rushing toward him. “Will… Goddamn it, stay with me!” His face was pale, eyes half-closed as he struggled to breathe. Blood poured from his side, seeping through my fingers as I pressed down hard. Too hard. It didn’t matter. “You’re gonna be fine. Hear me? You’re gonna be fine. Just hold on.” He coughed, a weak, bitter laugh escaping his lips. “Richard… you always… always screw things up, don’t you?” “Shut
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SIX
RICHARD’S POV “William," I said out loud. His body stiffened. He turned slowly to face me, his mask still on, but I knew it was him. The way he moved, his voice earlier—it all made sense now. “Take off the mask, man,” I said, my tone calm but laced with anger. “I know it’s you.” For a second, William didn’t move. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he pulled the mask off, revealing that familiar face. There was a twisted smirk on his lips, his eyes gleaming with hatred. I hated how much we looked alike—same damn smirk, same sharp features. “Smart as always, aren’t you, Richard?” he spat, lifting a gun and pointing it straight at me. “But not smart enough.” Great, now two guns were aimed at my head. Just another day in paradise. I grinned at him, trying to ignore the sweat dripping down my back. “William, c’mon. I don’t want trouble. I just want Amelia. Give me my wife, and I’ll walk out of here. No drama.” William let out a harsh laugh, shaking his head. “Oh, you’re funny. Rea
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE
RICHARD’S POV We arrived at the building, and it looked dead—no lights, no signs of life, just an old, worn-down structure. My heart pounded in my chest, but I didn’t have time to feel fear. Not when Amelia was in there. Somewhere. The police moved quietly, guns raised, signaling me to stay back. But there was no way in hell I was sitting this one out. As we entered the place, it smelled of damp wood and dust. My stomach churned, my instincts screaming that something was wrong. But then, just as I was about to dismiss the silence as a bad sign, I heard it—a voice. One I recognized. I froze. Was that…? “Goddamn it!” The voice was angry, echoing through the hollow space. “The bastard’s smarter than I thought. Papers! Can you believe this shit?” He was yelling into the phone, furious about something. The guy kept going on and on, cursing me for filling the bag with papers instead of the ransom money. I crouched behind a half-broken wall, trying to get a better listen, my breath sha
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FOUR
RICHARD’S POV Morning came quicker than I wanted. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my own reflection, trying to calm my nerves. My heart was pounding in my chest, but I had to keep it together. Today was the day. The bag of fake cash sat on the bed, looking too light for the weight of what was at stake. I picked it up, slinging it over my shoulder like I was just going to the gym. If only it were that simple. The police were already outside, setting up, tapping into my phone like we’d planned. I headed out, feeling the cold air hit me as I got into my car. The drive to the location was tense, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white. I knew they were following me. Harris was in an unmarked car a few blocks back, probably sipping coffee like this was just another day for him. The location was a grimy parking lot, empty except for a few abandoned cars. The place looked like the kind of spot you’d find in a crime movie, the kind where not
