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My Wealthy Legacy Chapter 155
As the bodyguards prepared to carry out their orders, one of the guards suddenly burst into the room and rushed to the president, whispering something urgently in his ear."Really? Let them in," the president responded, his voice calm but firm. The guards immediately withdrew, and with a subtle motion, the president signaled them to lower their weapons.The aide’s expression darkened with frustration. "Sir, why are you hesitating? You should kill that traitor!"The president remained silent, his gaze fixed on the entrance, waiting. "Sir, we need to eliminate him now!" the aide insisted, his voice rising with impatience."Enough!" the president snapped, cutting him off. Just then, the doors swung open, and Elena, Kate, and Tracy strode in, dragging a captive Michael behind them.Alexander, who had been silent until now, lifted his head and chuckled, "Well, well, look who we have here!"The president turned his attention to the newcomers, his tone measured. "So, where is the evidence t
My Wealthy Legacy Chapter 156
Tracy and Elena had been brought into the fold, learning about their mission, the secret organization, and the shocking truth about Tracy’s father. Tracy was devastated, struggling to believe that her father could have done such terrible things. Her heart ached with the weight of the revelations."I'm sorry," Tracy said, tears streaming down her face. "You’ve gone through so much because of me and my family. We've done a lot for you, and I truly mean that."Alexander looked at her, his voice gentle but firm. "It's okay, Tracy. You saved me tonight—a big save. That’s more than enough to make up for everything. But… this mission could lead to your father’s arrest, or worse, his death. Are you prepared for that?"Tracy chuckled bitterly, wiping her tears. "Yes… I’m more than prepared. My father is a monster, and it took me too long to see it. I’m ready to help end all this madness.""Alright then," Alexander said, his tone matching her resolve.They were in the president’s private quarte
My Wealthy Legacy Chapter 157
Mr. Harington privately confronted Alexander, accusing him of betraying Firelord and leading him to his death.“So, why are you here? Did Alexander send you?” he demanded.“I was blackmailed and forced into it. Alexander took me in and nearly killed me. I'm just here to help, but if you don't need me, I can go,” he replied.Mr. Harington hesitated. He couldn't just let him go, especially after hearing his offer—something that could ruin Alexander financially forever. “In return, I want to be initiated into the organization,” he added.Mr. Harington stared at him. Stiles was a liability but also one of their successful experiment products. They had been looking for a way to bring him over to the side, and this just made it easier.“Okay, then. We can work on it,” Mr. Harington said as Stiles provided him with details of Alexander’s numerous accounts, including his company’s finances.“Remember, I’ll take my share from it,” Stiles reminded him.Mr. Harington grinned. “Sure, you’ll get i
My Wealthy Legacy Chapter 158
Alexander asked if Charles and Elena were okay as he gathered them up.“Father is still strong and a superhero as ever!” Charles said happily.He smiled and nodded. “Yeah! I haven’t retired!”“But Father, are we poor? My friends and their parents are now saying we are poor,” Charles continued.Alexander chuckled. “Is being poor what you’re scared of?”“No, I am scared for you, Father. All I want is your presence and safety. I came to understand that people respect you because you are rich,” Charles said, and they all chuckled, with Alexander telling him that it was nothing.They all walked toward the car, and as they were about to enter, the roar of an engine speeding toward them broke the calm. Elena and Charles clung to Alexander, their faces etched with fear. The car skidded to a halt in front of them, dust swirling in its wake. The door flew open, and five men emerged, dressed like thugs and wielding wooden planks. The man Alexander had beaten earlier stepped out from the group,
My Wealthy Legacy Chapter 159
As Alexander and Elena step back into the company.They’re greeted by Olivia, who wears a smug smile as she hands Alexander a manila envelope. The atmosphere feels colder when Alexander opens it to reveal a DNA report. His blood runs cold as his eyes skim the lines confirming Olivia’s pregnancy is indeed his responsibility. His heart sinks; Elena notices the shift immediately.Without a word, Elena turns on her heel and walks straight back to the car where Charles waits. Her silence is more piercing than any words could be. Her face, normally soft and warm, is now blank as she drives away, leaving Alexander standing frozen in the moment.Alexander’s gaze hardens as he turns to face Olivia. His voice is sharp. “Is this some kind of game you’re playing?”“The results are accurate. You are the father of this baby, and if you don’t believe me, you can run your own test.” Olivia’s arms cross, her tone defiant, as if challenging him to resist her claim.Frustration builds inside him, his
My Wealthy Legacy Chapter 160
Mr. Harington and Stiles drove in silence, the car moving smoothly through the quiet streets. After a while, they arrived in front of a large, hidden building. It was simple, with no signs, just a tall iron gate that hinted at secrecy.The car stopped, and Mr. Harington glanced at Stiles. "This is it. Where we did our meeting "They stepped out, and the gate opened slowly. The building beyond was massive, with a cold, modern design. Two guards stood by the entrance, watching them closely but allowing them through without a word.Inside, the air was cool and sterile. The floors were marble, and the walls held abstract art, but everything felt calculated. They approached a pair of heavy doors at the end of the hallway. Mr. Harington shot Stiles at a glance. "From here on, be careful. The people inside control more than just money. Choose your words wisely."Stiles nodded, feeling his pulse quicken as the doors opened to reveal a large room. In the center was a round table, where severa
My Wealthy Legacy Chapter 161
Tracy was trying very hard to convince stiles that they should kill Alexander for real and get the money, then run away.“TRACY, how could you say something horrible, how could you?, Alexander is my brother, and we are here on a mission!, He qeven risked his Company for it”, Stiles stated, in anger.“Shh, stiles, you are raising your voice… you think Alexander cares about you. He is just concern about the New World organization, and when he is done, he will give you just a little, I mean a little Frome what he has, think, think about what you will do with 1 billion dollars!”.There had been a chemistry between him and Tracy, and they were in love with each other. She pressed her lips on her, and stated, “this is you being smart, if the organization found out you are lying, they will kill you also, and there is nothing Alexander would do!, You know, 1 billion dollars is a lot, do lose, and much worse if you lose your life also”. Stiles breathed deeply, as Tracy nodded, “You got this,
My Wealthy Legacy Chapter 162
The restaurant owner, Mr. Frank, nervously stepped forward, wringing his hands. His voice trembled as he spoke, “Oh no, you shouldn’t have done that!”Alexander, still holding Gordon firmly, turned his attention to Mr. Frank, his eyes narrowing. “What do you mean?”Mr. Frank’s face was pale. “You don’t understand who he is… who *they are. You’ve made a mistake, a big mistake. They’ll come for you now. They always do. You shouldn’t have fought back…”Gordon, though still in pain, managed a twisted smile through gritted teeth. “You’ve signed your own death warrant. My people won’t let this slide.”Elena, pulling Charles closer, looked anxiously at Alexander. “We need to go. Now.”Mr. Frank continued, his voice a mixture of fear and regret. “You don’t know what you’ve done. They’ll make you pay… everyone pays when they cross him.”Alexander, his grip tightening on Gordon’s collar, leaned in closer, he had heard many threats like this, but this shouldn't be a problem. “Let them come. Peo