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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
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 21: Broken Strings
A sense of determination surges through me. I’ve been the driving force behind this operation, the one making the tough calls, ensuring everything moves forward. With or without her, I will succeed. I’ve faced obstacles before, and every time, I’ve emerged stronger. This is no different. If anything, her absence only reinforces my resolve. I won’t let doubt creep in. I won’t let anyone stand in my way. This is my path, my vision, and I will see it through to the end.The safehouse feels unnervingly quiet without Lydia’s sharp heels clicking against the floor, without her crisp, commanding voice snapping orders that once filled the space with an undeniable energy. Now, the silence presses in, heavy and unfamiliar. I sit at the head of the table, files spread before me, attempting to concentrate, but my thoughts keep drifting. Olivia’s constant fidgeting doesn’t help her tapping fingers, shifting weight, and restless sighs gnaw at my patience. I clench my jaw, forcing myself to focus, b
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR 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
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR 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
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 1: Ring of Blood
Kelvin's PovThe sound hit me first. A low, rhythmic moan, punctuated by the creak of bedsprings. It seeps through the door, sharp and unmistakable. My hand freezes on the doorknob, the text message still glowing on my phone screen“Come over tonight. I’m ready for you.” My heart, which had been pounding with anticipation, now thuds with something else. Dread. Disbelief. The kind of sickening realization that twists your stomach into knots. I push the door open. The scene is a punch to the gut. Mary, my Mary, is tangled in the sheets with Justin. Her bare shoulders glisten with sweat, her hair a wild mess. Justin, shirtless and smirking, looks up lazily as if he’d been expecting this. “Oh, look,” Justin drawls, his voice dripping with mockery. “The clown’s here. Right on time.” Mary’s eyes widen for a split second, but then she relaxes, leaning back against the headboard like this is nothing. Like I am nothing. “Kelvin,” she says, her voice cold and detached. “You weren’t
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 2: The King’s Son
Kelvin's Pov The world comes back in fragments. First, the pain is sharp and burning, like my body is being torn apart. Then, the growls, low and guttural, vibrating through the air. I open my eyes, and the sight of the dogs lunging at me sends a jolt of adrenaline through my veins. But something’s different. The weakness that had left me helpless is gone. In its place is a surge of energy so intense it feels like my blood is on fire. The ring on my finger pulses with a faint, otherworldly glow, and my mind is flooded with knowledge, ancient, profound, and overwhelming. Cultivating techniques, combat forms, and secrets I can’t even begin to understand. Before I can process any of it, the dogs attack. Their teeth gleam in the dim light, their snarls deafening. But I don’t freeze. My body moves on its own, faster than I thought. I kick, and the sound of bones shattering echoes through the cage. The dogs collapse, whimpering, their aggression replaced by fear. I stare at my
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 3: The Showdown
Kelvin's Pov I agree to my father’s request. It’s not like I have much of a choice. The weight of his expectations hangs over me like a storm cloud, but there’s a part of me that’s curious no, hungry to see what this new life has in store. The takeover of “Eclipse Group” is set for tomorrow, coinciding with their anniversary celebration. Major companies in the city will be there, including Justin’s family. The thought of facing him again sends a flicker of anticipation through me. Lydia takes me to the villa my father prepared. It’s massive, luxurious, and eerily quiet. The kind of place that feels more like a museum than a home. I wander through the halls, my mind racing. The cultivation methods I’ve inherited from the ring are still fresh in my mind, a jumble of techniques and rituals I barely understand. But one thing’s clear: I need to start practicing. The first step is a specific herb “Soulroot”. It’s rare and expensive, but according to the knowledge flooding my mind, it
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR Chapter 4: The Power of Authority
Kelvin's Pov The clerk’s hesitation turns into outright doubt. She looks at me, then at Mrs. Sarah, and finally at the black card in her hand. Her lips press into a thin line as she makes her decision. “I’m sorry, sir,” she says, her voice firm but apologetic. “But I’m going to have to ask you to give up the Soul root. We can’t proceed with this transaction.” Mrs. Sarah smirks, crossing her arms triumphantly. “Told you. He’s just wasting everyone’s time.” I narrow my eyes, my patience wearing thin. “You’re making a mistake. I was here first, and I have the means to pay. You should honor the first-come, first-serve principle.” The clerk shakes her head, her tone turning condescending. “Sir, with all due respect, this herb is extremely expensive. We can’t risk a declined payment. If you can’t provide another form of payment, I’ll have to give it to Mrs. Sarah.” Mary’s sister giggles, her voice dripping with mockery. “Maybe he can pay with pocket change. Oh wait, he probably d
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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
Chapter 21: Broken Strings
A sense of determination surges through me. I’ve been the driving force behind this operation, the one making the tough calls, ensuring everything moves forward. With or without her, I will succeed. I’ve faced obstacles before, and every time, I’ve emerged stronger. This is no different. If anything, her absence only reinforces my resolve. I won’t let doubt creep in. I won’t let anyone stand in my way. This is my path, my vision, and I will see it through to the end.The safehouse feels unnervingly quiet without Lydia’s sharp heels clicking against the floor, without her crisp, commanding voice snapping orders that once filled the space with an undeniable energy. Now, the silence presses in, heavy and unfamiliar. I sit at the head of the table, files spread before me, attempting to concentrate, but my thoughts keep drifting. Olivia’s constant fidgeting doesn’t help her tapping fingers, shifting weight, and restless sighs gnaw at my patience. I clench my jaw, forcing myself to focus, b
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
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
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
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
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
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
