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REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 13: The Storm Within
It was the next morningBrianna sits on the edge of the hotel bed,as I pass her a glass of water, her hands trembling as she clutches the water. Her eyes are red from crying, and her voice shakes as she speaks. “Justin… he forced me to sign the documents,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. “He threatened me and put me in a cell. There was nothing I could do.” I sit across from her, my expression hidden but my mind racing. Justin’s actions are even more despicable than I imagined. “What else did he do?” I ask, my voice calm but firm. Brianna takes a deep breath, her hands tightening around the glass. “If I didn't comply, he threatened to kill me. He… he took everything. My father’s properties, his wealth… it’s all gone.” Her voice breaks, and she looks away, tears streaming down her face. I lean forward, my tone steady. “You’re safe now. And I promise you, I’ll get those documents back.” Justin’s penthouse is a mess. Shattered vases, overturned furniture, and b
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 14: Shadows of Loyalty
I sit at the head of the table in the dimly lit room, my fingers steepled as I watch Lydia enter. She’s always composed, always in control, but tonight there’s a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. She knows something’s off. Good. She should.“Lydia,” I say, my voice calm but firm. “I want you to stop every plan for my public introduction. Indefinitely.”She freezes for a moment, her sharp eyes narrowing as she processes my words. “Sir, with all due respect, the public introduction is crucial to establishing your authority. The people need to see you, to know who’s leading them. Without that, your position remains vulnerable.”I lean back in my chair, my gaze steady. “I don’t need the spotlight to rule. In fact, I prefer the shadows. Let them wonder who’s pulling the strings. Let them fear the unseen hand. That’s where true power lies.”Lydia hesitates, her lips pressing into a thin line. She’s not used to being overruled, but she knows better than to argue. “And what about Brianna?”
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 15: Lion’s Den
The room is tense, the air thick with unspoken words. Olivia sits across from me, her usual bravado replaced by a rare silence. Her earlier stunt trying to grab me still lingers in the air like a bad smell. I lean forward, my elbows resting on the table, and fix her with a cold stare.“Olivia,” I say, my voice low but sharp, “if you ever pull something like that again, you’ll be disciplined. And trust me, you won’t like it.”She rolls her eyes, clearly unimpressed, but there’s a flicker of unease in her expression. “Alright, alright. No more funny business. Got it.”I don’t smile. “Good. Because this isn’t a game. We’re here to work, not to play.”Lydia, sitting to my right, clears her throat, breaking the tension. “Now that we’ve settled that, let’s focus on the matter at hand. Justin’s false claim on Mr. Chen’s property. We need a plan, and we need it fast.”Eddy, standing silently by the door, steps forward. His presence is always imposing, but his voice is calm and measured. “Snea
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 16: Cost of Loyalty
The night air burns my lungs as I sprint through the perfectly manicured gardens of Justin’s estate, my heart pounding like a war drum. Eddy’s heavy footsteps echo behind me, steady and relentless. Shouts erupt from the guards, their flashlights slicing through the darkness, sweeping dangerously close. My grip tightens around the stolen documents proof of Justin’s corruption, his theft, his lies. But none of it matters if we don’t make it out alive. A bullet cracks through the air, striking the fountain beside us. Stone chips fly. No time to think. No time to hesitate. We just keep running."Left!" Eddy barks, shoving me toward a gap in the hedges just as a bullet whizzes past my ear. I don’t hesitate. I dive through the thick hedge, sharp thorns tearing at my arms, leaving stinging scratches in their wake. The adrenaline surges through me, but before I can turn to make sure Eddy is right behind me, a deafening crack splits the night. My heart lurches. I spin around just in time to
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 17: The show
The police raid unfolds like a scene from one of Justin's own crime dramas. I watch from a surveillance van across the street as officers swarm his mansion, their shouts cutting through the night air. The flashing blue lights paint the manicured hedges in stark relief."Got him," Olivia murmurs in my ear through the comms. "Eddy's in the basement. They're bringing him out now."My knuckles whiten around the binoculars as I see two officers emerge, supporting a limping figure between them. Even from this distance, I can see the blood matting Eddy's hair, the way he favors his left side. Rage burns through my veins like acid."Status?" Lydia asks, her voice clipped."Alive," I grind out. "Barely."On the mansion's front steps, Justin struggles against his cuffs, his usually perfect hair disheveled. "This is absurd! Do you know who I am?" His voice carries across the lawn.The lead detective shoves him toward a squad car. "We know exactly who you are, Mr. Chen. And we have multiple witne
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 18: Shattered Loyalties
The morning sun slices through the heavy curtains of Brianna’s room, casting sharp golden lines across her tense face. Shadows dance over her furrowed brow, her lips pressed into a thin line. Before I can step past her, her hand shoots out, gripping my forearm with surprising force. Her fingers dig in, nails pressing just shy of breaking skin. “You can’t do this,” she whispers, voice tight with urgency. I meet her gaze, finding fear not for herself, but for me. The weight of our choices lingers between us, thick and suffocating. I swallow hard. “I don’t have a choice.”""You can’t just leave," she says, her voice trembling, raw with emotion. "Not after everything. Not without telling me who you really are." Her eyes search mine, desperate for answers. I hesitate, the truth heavy on my tongue. But saying it aloud could change everything. Maybe even destroy us.I peel her hand off me, one finger at a time. "It doesn’t matter." “It matters to me!” Her voice cracks, raw with something d
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 19: meeting of foes
Mary takes Justin out for a drive, gripping the wheel tightly as tension lingers between them. She knows his father’s wrath could push him over the edge, and a direct clash would only make things worse. “Cool your head,” she says, eyes on the road. “You can’t fight him like this.” Justin exhales sharply, fists clenching.As I observe, I learn that Justin's father, Mr. Xander, has been growing increasingly displeased with Justin's marriage to Mary. He believes she's not bringing enough value to their family's reputation and business interests.In a private meeting, Mr. Xander expresses his concerns to Zac, a high-ranking executive within the Eclipse Group. Zac listens intently, his eyes gleaming with ambition."Justin needs to remarry," Mr. Xander declares. "Someone with more influence, more wealth. Mary is...insignificant."Zac nods in agreement. "I understand, sir. But who did you have in mind?"Mr. Xander's eyes narrow. "Brianna. She's from a powerful family, and her wealth would be
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 20: Fractured Alliances
Lydia's eyes flash with anger, her jaw tightening as she glares at Justin. Her hand twitches at her side, fingers curling, the tension in her posture making it clear she is only moments away from lashing out. But then she hesitates. Her gaze shifts to me, and something in my smile calm, knowing, perhaps even amused makes her pause. The fire in her eyes dims just a fraction, uncertainty flickering across her face. She straightens, exhaling sharply, and lets her hand drop. Whatever she had planned, she decides against it. Instead, she huffs, turning away with a sharp toss of her hair.Instead, Lydia takes a slow, measured breath, visibly reining in her fury. Straightening her shoulders, she fixes Justin with a cold, predatory smile. The tension in the room thickens as she speaks, her voice deceptively smooth yet laced with venom. "Justin, I have to wonder," she muses, tilting her head slightly, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Do you really think your father has your best interests
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Chapter 30: Checkmate
Back at Justin’s penthouse, Mary paces the marble floor, her arms wrapped tightly around herself. The city lights flicker outside, but all she sees is the storm brewing within the Xander family. Her mind races. Justin’s father, once the voice of reason and strength, now hangs on Zac’s every word. That blind trust feels like a knife twisting in her chest. If Zac gains full control, not only will Justin fall, but Justin will be stripped of everything he’s worked for. His legacy. His father’s respect. His place. And worst of all, she knows they’re running out of time.Mary knows she has to act.She reaches out to Lydia through a secure channel, requesting a discreet meeting. Lydia agrees. Mary’s heels echo in the dim underground parking lot as she approaches her car, fingers fumbling for her keys. A shadow detaches from the wall Zac. His smile is cold, eyes glittering with menace. “Going somewhere, Mary?” he asks, voice low and sharp. Her heart leaps into her throat. “I don’t know what y
Chapter 29: Unmasked
I don’t trust easily, but suspicion has a way of clinging to my skin these days. I sip my coffee, watching the steam curl upward like it’s trying to spell out the name of my enemy. My mind keeps circling back to Justin. On the surface, he’s the most obvious suspect bold, reckless, and more than willing to risk everything for power. But deep down, I know something doesn’t add up. Justin isn’t this calculated. He’s a hammer, not a scalpel.I’m returning from the café downstairs when I spot Zac waiting by the elevator, hands shoved in his pockets, a smug grin plastered across his face. He steps forward, blocking my path.“We need to talk,” he says.I raise a brow, keeping my expression unreadable. “Do we?”Zac leans in, his voice dropping. “I’ve got an offer for you. One million dollars. Clean. Cash. All you need to do is give me everything you know about Lydia. Her moves. Her schedule. Access points.”I stare at him blankly, letting the silence stretch. He thinks I’m just a pawn. Some l
Chapter 28: The Trap
Lydia received the letter in the early afternoon, her expression unreadable as she unfolded the heavy cardstock envelope. The company seal was embossed in gold at the top, elegant and formal, the kind of correspondence that demanded attention. Her eyes scanned the contents, her mouth tightening as she read. Then she looked up, meeting my gaze across the room.“They’ve set a date,” she said quietly. “For the official inauguration of the new chairman.”My heart dropped into my stomach. I had expected this moment to come eventually, but not so soon, not when things were still spiraling from the fallout of Justin’s exposure. The timing was too precise, too clean, as if someone had been waiting in the shadows, counting down the days to strike.I stood slowly, pushing the tablet aside. “They want me to show my face.”Lydia nodded. “They’ve sent out formal invites to the press and board members. This isn’t just a meeting. It’s a declaration.” She crossed the room and laid the letter on the c
Chapter 27: Fallout
The morning air crackles with tension, thick and electric, as I stand before the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office. The city stretches out beneath me, alive with movement cars threading through traffic, people rushing to lives they think they control. But everything's different now. Behind me, Olivia’s fingers dance across her keyboard, rapid and focused. The steady tapping is broken only by sharp mutters under her breath, each one a frustrated punctuation to the chaos unraveling on her screen. Emails flood in. News outlets won’t stop calling. The fallout’s begun, and we’re right at the center of the storm.“It’s done,” Olivia says, spinning her laptop toward me with a triumphant smirk. “Every major outlet just published the exposé. Justin’s name is trending in fifteen countries.” I lean in, eyes skimming the headlines flashing across the screen. Each one lands like a blow. I exhale slowly, the weight of months of deception finally beginning to lift."Xander Dynasty in Cha
Chapter 26: The Unraveling
Lydia's head lolls softly against my shoulder as I carry her through the door of my penthouse. Her breath is warm against my neck, tinged with the sweet, lingering scent of wine. She murmurs something incoherent, her fingers curling lightly against my chest before falling still. Her body is warm, relaxed, completely pliant in my arms. I carry her to the bedroom, the city lights casting shadows across the walls. Gently, I lower her onto the bed, brushing a strand of hair from her face. She shifts slightly, sighing. I pull the covers over her, watching her for a moment before turning away, heart heavier than I want to admit.She murmurs something unintelligible, her fingers curling into the sheets like she's reaching for something or someone in a dream. Then, clear as day, her lips part. “I love you, you know.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut, replaying in my mind on a loop, raw and unexpected. I stare down at her, heart pounding, chest tight with something I can’t quite na
Chapter 25: Truth and Wine
The phone feels heavy in my hand, Lydia’s contact glaring at me from the screen. My thumb hovers over the call button. No. I shove the phone back into my pocket. Tate’s blood still stains my knuckles, the metallic scent clinging to my skin. I got what I needed from him, Justin's plan, the location of the fake evidence. But now… Do I let Zac fall? Or stop it? The question gnaws at me as I pace the empty safehouse. Olivia and Eddy are out gathering intel, leaving me alone with my thoughts. And the one person I want to talk to the one person whose strategic mind could untangle this mess is the same person I just drove away. I returned to the underground cell, the air still heavy with the scent of sweat and blood. Tate looked up, his swollen eyes filled with wariness. I crouched beside him, my voice low and sharp. "Listen carefully. You never speak of this. If Justin finds out you talked, he’ll see it as betrayal and we both know what he does to traitors." Tate swallowed hard
Chapter 24: The Spider's Web
The door slams shut behind Lydia, the sound ricocheting through the room like a gunshot, sharp and final. My pulse pounds in my ears as I whirl around, my vision tunneling in on Eddy. Fury ignites inside me, hot and uncontrollable. Before I can think, my hand moves on its own, slicing through the air. The crack of my palm against his cheek is deafening, the force snapping his head to the side. Silence follows, thick and suffocating. Eddy exhales sharply, his jaw tightening as he slowly turns back to face me. His eyes darken, but he says nothing."You had no right," I snarl. Eddy doesn’t flinch. He just holds my gaze, his expression unreadable, steady as ever. “She wasn’t lying,” he says, his voice calm but firm. I shake my head, my fingers curling into fists. “You don’t know that.” A scoff breaks the silence. From her corner, Olivia crosses her arms, her tone dripping with exasperation. “Oh, come on. You really think Lydia would…..”“Out.” The word shoots from my lips, sharp and
Chapter 23: Fractured Loyalties
Justin’s spy provided a detailed report on Zac’s scheming. Zac had taken Brianna out on a romantic date, showering her with attention, but behind the scenes, he had orchestrated a sinister plan. He intended to have Brianna kidnapped, only to stage a heroic rescue, making himself appear as her savior. Justin, furious at the deception, discussed the situation with Mary. They both realized the stake if Zac succeeded in winning Brianna’s heart, he would solidify his influence and possibly remain CEO indefinitely. They needed to act fast to expose his manipulation before Brianna fell for his well-crafted lies.In the dim glow of his penthouse, Justin stalked back and forth, his jaw clenched, hands balled into fists. Each step echoed with frustration, his mind racing with possibilities. On the sleek leather sofa, Mary reclined with an air of calculated calm, her sharp eyes tracking his movements. She swirled the golden liquid in her champagne flute, the rhythmic tapping of her nails again
Chapter 22: Savior's Gambit
The air in the Xanders family office hums with unspoken threats, thick with tension that crackles like a live wire. Justin leans against the mahogany desk, his bruised knuckles pressing into the polished wood, jaw tight as he fixes Zac with a glare sharp enough to cut. His chest rises and falls in controlled breaths, but his fury is barely restrained. Zac meets his gaze, expression unreadable, arms crossed as if daring Justin to make the first move. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating. One wrong word, one misstep, and this fragile standoff will explode into something far more dangerous."You look comfortable in my chair," Justin sneers, his voice laced with venom, eyes dark with unspoken warnings and restrained fury.Zac doesn’t look up from the financial reports, casually flipping a page as if Justin’s presence is nothing more than an afterthought. His voice remains smooth, controlled. “Mr. Xanders’ chair, you mean.” Justin’s jaw tightens. "Those men who jumped me they had
