RISE OF THE BILLIONAIRE SON-IN-LAW

eighty one- a humble leader

It was almost dusk when Kelan arrived at the bustling seaport and stepped out of his car, a subtle unease tingled at the edges of his awareness. The air buzzed with a palpable tension, a feeling that prickled his skin like static electricity.

Among the cacophony of sounds—the distant clang of ship bells, the rhythmic lapping of waves against the docks—Kelan couldn't shake the sense that something was amiss. His instincts whispered warnings, urging him to proceed with caution.

With each step he took, the atmosphere grew heavier, like a thick fog descending upon the harbor. Kelan scanned the surroundings, searching for any sign of trouble, his senses heightened by the anticipation of the unknown.

Just before Kelan could take another step, two figures lunged at him from behind, with startling speed, their movements swift and precise. With a jolt of alarm, he felt a powerful impact, followed by darkness that enveloped him like a heavy blanket.

As consciousness slipped away, Kelan's mind