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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 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
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR 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
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR 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
REBIRTH TO BECOME TRILLIONAIRE HEIR 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
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Chapter 50: The Serpent's Gambit
Kwang had hoped Zac wouldn’t survive. He’d counted on the poison doing its job completely, betting everything on Zac slipping quietly into death and taking the last dangerous link to their secrets with him. It was supposed to be clean, silent the perfect ending to a growing problem. All he needed was for Zac to die. But fate, as always, had its own cruel sense of humor. Zac woke up and he remembered everything.Weak. Groggy. But alive. And worst of all suspicious.I hear about it almost immediately through our eyes at the hospital. Zac isn't stupid; the first thing he does once he can speak is demand an investigation. He remembers the girl who kissed him right before everything went black. He knows the truth is hiding somewhere in that moment. He orders that the girl be found. Hunted down. Interrogated. And if necessary, eliminated.But Kwang is ahead of him. He already killed her. Buried the evidence deep where no one will find it. Cleaned up the loose end wit
Chapter 49: The Point of No Return
The exchange goes down without a hitch.For once, Justin has no cards left to play. No cheap shots. No last-minute tricks. He brings Lydia, battered but breathing, to the abandoned warehouse Olivia picked. His men stay back, just like we instructed. My people make the swap Mary for Lydia and in less than sixty seconds, we’re gone.Lydia leans against me in the van, half-conscious, trembling. I pull her closer, shielding her with my body as Eddy drives like hell to get us back to the safe house.Seeing the bruises on her wrists, the cuts on her face... it twists something deep and violent inside me. Justin had her tortured. Hurt her. Broke something sacred. And for that, I’ll ruin him.I swear it.But even as I’m building my anger into a weapon, another fire is starting to spread. One that’s harder to control.Mary, after being returned to Justin, didn’t stay quiet. She’s sharper than we gave her credit for. Despite the masks covering our faces and the voice scramblers distorting our s
Chapter 48: A Game of Blood and Shadows
Justin’s mansion sits like a fortress at the edge of the hills, with tall walls, armed guards, and reinforced gates. His private security force is no ordinary crew they’re ex-military, trained for war, not protection. Every movement is calculated, their patrols tight and disciplined. They’re not just there to intimidate, they're there to kill if necessary. Most would turn away just looking at that place. But I’m not most people. And I don’t back down not when Lydia’s inside.I don’t need proof to feel it. I know she’s there. I can feel it in the tightening of my chest, the restless burn in my gut. She’s hurting. I can sense it like her pain is wired into my nerves. Olivia’s surveillance confirms it. Heat signatures pulled from hacked satellite footage show multiple figures in the mansion, but only one matches Lydia’s size and resting posture. She's locked in a cold room beneath the estate, likely restrained.Justin’s playing dirty. Torture is on the table. He’s trying to break her, pr
Chapter 47: Lion's Den
The cursor blinks on the screen in front of me, but I’m not really seeing the words anymore. I’ve been deep into reviewing financials, encryption protocols, and a list of potential insiders Justin could be manipulating. I haven’t looked at my phone in over an hour. When I finally do, I feel my chest tighten.A message. Lydia.It’s not a normal text. It’s a distress ping coded, buried in layers of encryption. Only a few people can even send it to me. I open it immediately, heart hammering, only to realize it was sent over an hour ago.“Damn it,” I mutter, already dialing her number.It rings once. Twice. Then cuts off. No connection.I try again, heart pounding harder with each second. Same result. A dead line. I slam the phone down on the table, the sound sharp and jarring in the quiet room.“Eddy!” I call out, voice clipped with urgency.He’s already halfway into the room, eyes alert, sensing the shift in energy before I even spoke.“I need you to check Lydia’s place. Now. She sent m
Chapter 46: The trap closes
The notification pings on my phone just after sunrise. I’m reviewing reports in the study, half-distracted, when I see the message come through.an encrypted file from one of my contacts in Thailand.I open it instantly.Kwang.The man wasted no time reporting Zac’s condition. According to him, Zac is dangling between life and death. Poison. A kiss laced with venom. Classic move elegant but brutal. A woman’s touch can kill more effectively than a bullet. Kwang says the local doctor is trying to keep him alive, but even with constant care, the outcome remains uncertain.I rub my temples.Zac’s reckless hunger for power made him blind. He underestimated the savagery of the game he walked into. And now, it’s backfiring spectacularly.But Zac isn’t my only problem.Justin’s father already knows. Kwang made sure of that too he wouldn’t risk keeping something so critical to himself. And knowing the old man, he won’t stay silent. He’s likely passed the information on to Justin by now. Unfor
Chapter 45: Lines Drawn
I say nothing as I watch Brianna, still blindfolded, her breaths shallow and uneven. Her hands tremble in her lap, fingers clenched in knots. She doesn’t know I’m here yet. Doesn’t know the worst part is over. That I came for her.My chest tightens. The sight of her like this is so vulnerable, so afraid it boils something dangerous inside me. I don’t speak. I can’t. Not yet.I turn slowly, eyes locking on Lydia.She flinches under the weight of my silence.“Outside,” I mutter, my voice low and tight.She hesitates, but follows. She knows I’m holding something in, and when I do that, it’s never good.The door shuts behind us, sealing us into the cold, open space behind the warehouse. The second it closes, I snap.My palm connects with Lydia’s face in a flash of white-hot fury. She stumbles back, eyes wide, hand flying to her cheek.“You think I wouldn’t find out?” I spit. “You thought I’d just take your word, believe your lies, and never question what happened to her?”“She knew who yo
Chapter 44: Crossfire
The moment I wake up, something doesn’t sit right. There’s a pressure in my chest, an itch in the back of my mind that won’t go away. Call it instinct, paranoia, or just years of surviving betrayals, but I’ve learned to trust it.Something’s wrong.By midday, I can’t ignore it anymore. I haven’t heard from Zac since Eddy’s last report, and Olivia’s updates on the Thailand front have gone cold. That alone sets off alarms in my head.I call Olivia.“I want a location on Zac,” I tell her.She pauses. “We already confirmed he went to Thailand, remember?”“I remember. But that was days ago, and now he’s off the radar. That’s not like Zac. He doesn’t disappear without making noise.”She sighs. “I’ll reach out to our contacts again. If he’s alive, someone’s seen him.”“Good. And Liv?”“Yes?”“Put a bounty on him. I don’t care if he’s underground or six feet under. I want his exact location. Soon.”“Understood.”I end the call and stare out the window. The city below looks peaceful, ordinary
Chapter 43:Poison and Power Plays
The sun rises sluggishly over the city, but I barely notice it from the safehouse. My body is still healing, my mind restless. I sip lukewarm tea and scroll through the updates Eddy left me. My eyes stop on one word: Thailand. And the name right next to it hits like a cold slap Zac.So he’s made his move.Eddy was right. The moment he got booted from Eclipse, Zac wouldn't disappear quietly. The bastard always had a plan, and now, it seems, he’s gone international.Thailand. Cocaine farms. Justin’s family.That’s not just business it’s legacy. The underbelly of Justin’s empire has always been wrapped in secrecy, guarded by blood and fear. I remember the rumors: jungles hidden behind resorts, farms carved into the hills where poppies bloom and men with guns smile without mercy. It’s not a place for amateurs.Zac’s there now.The report says he landed two nights ago. Was picked up by a man named Kwang a Thai gangster who climbed his way through the dirt, the blood, and the greed. Kwang r
Chapter 42:The Poison of Jealousy
Brianna rushes to block my path, standing between me and the door with a desperate look in her eyes. For a fleeting moment, her presence stirs something in me a whisper of the past, of what could have been. But I shake it off, refusing to let emotion cloud my judgment. Gently, I place a hand on her shoulder and ease her aside, careful not to hurt her but firm enough to make my point. “I have an early morning,” I murmur, adjusting my jacket as I regain my composure. My heart hardens. I can’t afford to be vulnerable. Not now. Not here. Especially not with Brianna watching so closely.She watches me closely, eyes wide and searching, lips slightly parted as if still waiting for the kiss I withheld. The silence between us crackles with unspoken words, heavy with all the things neither of us dares to say. The tension is a living thing, curling in the space between us, thick with what-ifs and regret. I shift my gaze, unable to meet hers for too long without risking my resolve.“I should go,”
