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Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 20 Qi Cultivation
Three days had already passed since James came to hand over the documents to Austin. And during these past days, everything had happened at a steady pace and mostly uneventful.Austin had intended to go back to his private residence. However, his father didn't buy the idea one bit.He insisted on Austin staying with him in the family mansion. That way, he would be able to react, should anything happen, in addition to how safe this place was compared to Austin's building.Moreover, it would be better if they kept the news of Austin being alive under the roof. No one knew what their opponents were brewing in the shadows, and seeing the supposed dead heir out in the open again would draw unnecessary attention that Austin's father was avoiding… at least for now.Although Austin had nothing pressing to do during his stay here, he hadn't stayed idle either. He had been diligent with his routines— cultivation particularly.Austin was far from a retard, even if his father made it seem as thou
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 21 Bugatti La Roche Noire
Austin tilted his brows as he saw the wall slide open, revealing an lift.The lift exuded a soft brilliance that was comfortable to the eyes, and under the lead of James, the duo entered the lift.Checking that Austin was beside him, James set the floor number of where they were headed before retracting his hands.After a few minutes of uneventful silence, Austin felt the lift come to a halt as its door opened to the new floor.Still following James like a curious, obedient kid, Austin walked into the new floor. As soon as he stepped his feet to the floor, though… he froze.His eyes swept through the surroundings, his eyes twitching with mixed feelings.''This house won't stop surprising me, eh?'' He clicked his tongue, his eyes stuck on the fleet of cars.Contrary to what he imagined, James actually brought him to one of the private garages, and the car line-ups were breathtaking.''Thirty cars?'' Austin said in a hushed tone.''And what's up with the limited editions, good God.'' He
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 22 Encountering a familiar Old Hag
“What's going on?'' Austin rolled his eyes, puzzled over the outrage in the distance.He could see a mob around the hotel's perimeter, just adjacent to the building.Rants, chants, angry roars and curses filled the air like a thick smoke, swallowing the peaceful atmosphere.Piqued by curiosity, Austin decided to check what the commotion was all about. Clicking his tongue, he loosened his grip on the door that led to the reception, making a swift turn.Fortunately, no one came with him to the hotel, at least not openly as far as his sight could tell him.Otherwise, knowing his father's bodyguards, they would've persuaded him to ignore the fuss and make his way to the hotel just as he intended.“I'm just taking a look, right?''“Just a few seconds and I'll be back.” Austin grinned, reassuring himself that he wouldn't be long.A few moments later, Austin was already outside the hotel premises, moving closer to the uproar. Soon, a frown found its way on his face as he approached the mob.
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 23 Thomas
“Just watch how I handle this, eyesore,'' Alice, Austin's former mother-in-law said.After punching the phone screen a few times, she brought it to her ears, her face a shade of contempt and anticipation.Fortunately for her, whoever she was trying to call didn't disappoint as they answered after the second beep *Hello, Mr Thomas.'' Alice mustered a smile, caressing her short hair.“Yes, I was caught up in a tiny inconvenience, I don't know if you could be of assistance.'' she squeezed her face still maintaining her crooked smile.“Oh, what's that? And you can just call me Thomas,'' the voice from the other end said, his tone unreadable.“Ah… alright Thomas,'' she gulped in between giggles, her eyes glaring at Austin in disdain.“I fell into the hands of some damn scammers. Honestly, I didn't see this coming, and, and… they just ran away with quite a huge amount of money.'' Alice complained, her forehead creasing in annoyance.“Oh, which scanner is that?'' Thomas asked, his voice ree
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 24 Playing The Hero
“The main issue now is that almost everyone here will go bankrupt if they don't get the money back… so I'm hoping you could take over the case,” Alice said, her eyes riddled with self-pity.“Is it that bad?“ Thomas frowned, his thoughts unknown to all.“Yes… some women here are nursing mothers, and I've told them that I know someone who can bring us out of this mess.“ Alice straightened her shoulders, her face beaming with pride.She had long taken over the role of Mother Teresa, seeing the pitiful masses. However, her aim was far from sincere kindness.Just like her daughter, she loved being in the spotlight even if she couldn't afford the means.Therefore, she contacted Thomas so he could beat the weight of her insatiable greed for fame.“A celebrity wannabe.“ Austin spat inwardly, his thoughts filled with contempt.If he hadn't been in contact with this old hag for years now, he would've been fooled too. Just like others had presently.“Oh?“ Thomas' eyebrows curled up, hearing Alic
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 25 A Conspiracy?
The biting words stuck on Austin like a maggot. Yet, he didn't react.He watched as Alice led the nob, her shoulders raised, beaming with utter confidence.He shook his head, seeing her swift change in attitude. Even though she hadn't acted dejectedly that much previously, she still didn't dare enter the company, despite the support of the protesters. Moreover, she never had the thought of leading these people.However, things were different, she now had the support of a rich, young man. With him by her side, not only was Alice confident of getting a refund, but also thought of getting even more. Maybe if Thomas pressured them enough, they would vomit their money alongside damages.“Tsk.'' She clicked her tongue, her eyes looking rueful.“Money is absolute power when he speaks everyone obeys, without questioning.'' Her face reddened, picturing some scenes in her head.She couldn't help but wonder how sweet it would've been if her husband was a tycoon like Thomas, the CEO of an old mon
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 26 Seeking Protection
A couple of days prior to the present time.Raphael, the owner of the insurance company had gone on a short trip to a neighbouring state.After leaving the airport, he headed to a particular destination, his heart racing with every passing moment.The stateless sky cascaded a gloomy shadow on the surroundings, giving Raphael the creeps.However, he summoned his courage and pushed forward. “It's now or never.“' He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resolve.“This is the only way to save myself… if not, I'd really land in deep waters this time around.“ He forced out a deep breath as he approached an alleyway.The distant, narrow space riddled with impregnable darkness made his heart tremble. However, remembering his mission here, he shrugged, faking an unyielding confidence.Soon, he entered the alleyway, his steps, slow and calculated. His hands also clung to his inner pocket, where the small pistol was. The only weapon he could smuggle in while travelling.“Hands behind your hea
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 27 Threats
“Otherwise, you'll be shown your place.'' The husky, sinister voice clapped in Thomas' ears, making him shudder as his eyes turned towards the direction of the voice.“Huh?'' His eyes narrowed to a slit, as he saw the approaching figures from the upper floor.“Who are you?'' he asked, his domineering voice forever present.“Hmph.” Raphael snorted as he escorted the mafia boss down to the reception where the commotion was unfolding.“I'm asking again, who are you, or until I smack something in your ears.“ Thomas became agitated, his eyes turning murderous.The three reps, on the other hand, who Thomas mistook for the owners of the insurance company, heaved a sigh of relief.“Sir, you're here.'' They all bowed as Raphael's figure entered their view.They also glanced at the other person beside him, and they couldn't help but throw a questioning look at their boss.However, Raphael brushed past them, ignoring their gazes.Jacob, the mafia boss also ignored them and approached Thomas bef
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100 Gone
The room was heavy with tension. The air thick, as if the walls themselves could sense the finality of what was about to unfold. Austin stood at the center of the secret basement, his sharp eyes scanning the faces of the people who had stood by him, helped him build this empire. The Blake family Elders, Senator Hayes, Farhan, and the others—his closest allies—were all gathered, eyes filled with something more than just respect.It was the weight of a journey, a history, and an unspoken understanding that this chapter was closing."Well, it’s time," Austin said, his voice calm but edged with determination. His words hung in the air for a moment before they sank into the hearts of those around him. Farhan stood beside him, arms crossed, his usual bravado replaced with a quiet, contemplative air. The years had changed them both. They had grown older, more thoughtful, more burdened by the responsibilities they’d carried for so long. Yet their connection remained unshaken. The bond of
99 Old Buddies
The whiskey glass in Austin's hand was half empty, the amber liquid swirling around as he tapped his fingers lightly against the rim. His mind, sharp as ever, wasn't focused on the business of the day. Instead, it was on the conversation that had been simmering in his mind for weeks now. Across from him sat Farhan Maleq and James, two of the few men who had stuck by him through thick and thin, who had seen him rise and fall, and now, who were part of the very foundation he had built. They weren’t just allies anymore; they were family.Farhan leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze fixed on Austin. The years had changed him, just as they had changed Austin, but there was a familiarity in the air. It was the kind of silence you could only share with people who had seen you at your worst and still stuck around. The weight of the world they’d carried together was too much for just words to explain.James, ever the quiet one, was staring into his glass, eyes unfocused but filled with a k
98 New Lives
The room buzzed with quiet murmurs and soft laughter, a stark contrast to the bloody chaos of just a few years ago. The grand hall of the Blake estate was draped in gold and white, the colors of celebration and unity. Every corner of the room radiated opulence, a testament to the new world order that Austin had built with his iron will. Emma sat in an intricately carved chair at the center of the stage, her face glowing with a mixture of pride and exhaustion. The twins lay in her arms, swaddled in soft fabrics that probably cost more than the average person’s yearly salary. Austin stood next to her, his towering frame exuding authority even as his gaze softened every time it flickered to the babies. The crowd of global elites, Mafia heads, and influential dignitaries stood below, glasses raised in celebration. Farhan, representing the El Maleq, stepped forward to speak. “To the future of our world,” he began, his voice smooth and commanding. “And to the two children who symbol
97 A New World
Austin sat at the head of the table, his presence alone silencing the murmurs that rippled through the room. Representatives from the El Maleq family, the Shadow Council, and other former Mafia factions filled the massive conference hall. Farhan stood to his right, his gaze sharp and unreadable, while Senator Hayes leaned back in his chair, his face set in an expression of calm calculation. "This isn’t a negotiation," Austin said, his voice low but carrying. "This is a reality check. The days of fractured territories and petty rivalries are over. From now on, the Blake family is at the center, and I lead the world. Anyone who can’t live with that is free to leave—preferably without causing a scene." Farhan smirked slightly, but his eyes scanned the room for any signs of dissent. The silence was heavy, the weight of Austin’s words pressing down on everyone present. Senator Hayes finally spoke, his voice measured. "No one’s questioning your power, Austin. But centralizing everyth
96 Dealing With Aftermath
Austin sat at the edge of a conference table in the Blake family’s main office. The room was packed with faces that wore varying levels of exhaustion and wariness, but none could deny the determination etched into their features. Farhan leaned back in his chair, flipping a pen between his fingers, while Emma sat opposite Austin, scanning through a list of proposed actions. “The loot from the war,” Emma began, her tone sharp and deliberate, “is more than enough to compensate every major city affected by the fighting. But if we’re not careful, this could spiral into another power struggle.” Austin exhaled slowly, his hands resting on the table. “No more power struggles,” he said firmly. “We’ve had enough bloodshed. The loot is going to rebuild, educate, and unite. Anyone who tries to hoard it or weaponize it is going to wish they hadn’t.” Farhan chuckled, though there was no humor in it. “You’re asking wolves to stop hunting, mate. They’ll need more than a warning.” “They’ll ge
95 Revolutionary
The war was over, but the silence it left in its wake was deafening. Cities that had been battlegrounds now bore the scars of Austin’s conquest: shattered buildings, scorched earth, and a populace weary of the bloodshed. Yet amidst the rubble, a new world was being forged. Austin had no intention of letting the old order crawl back from the ashes. The grand hall of the Blake family’s headquarters buzzed with activity. Delegates from the former Mafia factions sat stiffly around the long table, their postures wary. Some still bore the bruises and cuts from their recent battles, their pride as battered as their bodies. Austin entered without ceremony, his presence demanding silence. Dressed in a sharp black suit, his gaze swept over the room. He didn’t need to speak for the tension to settle like a weight on everyone’s shoulders. “We’ve spent decades clawing at each other’s throats,” he began, his voice sharp, cutting through the room. “For what? Territory? Power? Pride? And where
94 Above the Ninth Stage
Austin moved through the battlefield like a force of nature, his movements precise and terrifying. His fists cracked the air with raw power, sending shockwaves that obliterated anything in their path. The thirteen ninth-stage cultivators encircled him, their Qi radiating like a blazing inferno, but there was no fear in his eyes. Only rage. The ground beneath his feet split apart as he surged forward, faster than their eyes could follow. His first strike hit the closest cultivator square in the chest. Bones shattered audibly, the man’s body folding in on itself before he was hurled across the field like a broken doll. The others hesitated for only a second before launching their counterattack. Qi blasts illuminated the battlefield, the air heavy with energy so potent it made the surrounding soldiers—cultivators and non-cultivators alike—falter. But Austin didn’t flinch. ---“Come on!” he roared, his voice booming like thunder. His figure blurred as he leapt into the fray, weaving
93 Revelation
The hospital room was deathly quiet. The faint hum of machines barely masked the steady tick of the wall clock. Lady Katerina lay on the hospital bed, her face pale but serene. The bandages on her chest hid the severity of the wound, but Austin knew better. He stood at her bedside, his broad shoulders rigid, hands clenched into fists at his sides. “You asked to see me,” he said, his voice low, rough. He didn’t look at her face; he couldn’t. The woman who had been a pillar of strength for the Blake family now looked so fragile, her breaths shallow and strained. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. Her lips curved in a faint smile. “It’s time.” “Don’t say that,” he snapped, his tone harsher than intended. He turned to her finally, his eyes blazing with frustration and something deeper. “You’ll pull through. You always do.” Katerina’s smile widened, though it cost her. The pain etched in her features was evident. “Always so stubborn, Austin. But this... this is differ
92 Ambush
The battlefield was finally quiet, save for the groans of the wounded and the distant crackle of dying Qi flames. Victory hung heavy in the air, bitter and costly. Austin stood among the carnage, his blade still in hand, blood dripping onto the scorched earth. His chest heaved as he looked around, the faces of his allies weary but triumphant.“We did it,” Farhan said, his voice cutting through the haze. He clutched his side, blood seeping between his fingers, but his grin was defiant. “They’re finished. Their ninth-stage are gone. We’ve crushed them.”Austin nodded, his jaw tight. “This was just the beginning.”The words barely left his mouth when a piercing scream shattered the fragile calm. His head snapped toward the source, his heart dropping into his stomach. It was Katerina.---Lady Katerina stood at the command post, her focus on relaying orders to secure the retreating enemy lines. She barely saw the shadow until it was too late. A sharp pain exploded in her chest, and she st
