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Rise Of The General's Forgotten Son Chapter 115
Daniel shuffled into the washroom, his steps sluggish as he fought off the remnants of sleep. The cool tiles under his feet jolted him awake slightly as he turned on the faucet. Splashing cold water onto his face, he let out a low groan, the refreshing sensation helping him shake off his grogginess. He grabbed a towel, patting his face dry before reaching for his toothbrush.After brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth thoroughly, he stared at himself in the mirror for a moment. His reflection looked as tired as he felt, but there was no time to dwell on it. Tossing the towel onto the counter, he exited the washroom.He made his way out of his bedroom and down the hallway. As he descended the staircase, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted from the kitchen, but he ignored it, heading straight to the parlor.As Daniel entered the parlor, he saw his father, Lawrence Everhart, sitting on one of the elegant sofas, a cup of coffee in hand. Standing beside him was the family chef, ho
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“But, Dad, what am I supposed to do?” Daniel stammered, panic creeping into his voice. “That’s your problem to solve,” Lawrence snapped. “I’ve given you more than enough chances, Daniel. You’ve proven that you don’t understand responsibility. So, you’ll either figure out how to recover that money, or you’ll learn what it’s like to live without my support. And if that takes a year or longer, so be it.” Daniel gulped, his face pale. “Dad, please...” “No,” Lawrence said firmly, his expression cold and resolute. “This is the line, Daniel. You’ve crossed it, and now you’ll deal with the consequences.” Lawrence exhaled sharply, clearly trying to rein in his temper. He reached for his phone and dialed the chef’s number. After a few rings, the chef answered, “Yes, sir?” “I’ll transfer the money to you directly,” Lawrence said, his voice clipped and firm. “Make sure everything on the list is bought and handled properly.” “Understood, sir. Thank you,” the chef replied. Lawrence ended the
Rise Of The General's Forgotten Son Chapter 117
As Sierra sat fuming, her phone buzzed again, its screen lighting up with Daniel’s name. She frowned deeply, holding the phone up for Elijah to see. “He’s calling again,” she said, her voice laced with frustration.Elijah’s eyes narrowed, his irritation clear. “Hand me the phone,” he said firmly, extending his hand.Sierra hesitated for only a moment before nodding and passing the phone to him. “Go ahead,” she said, leaning back and crossing her arms, waiting to see how Elijah would handle it.Elijah answered the call, his tone calm but deadly. “Hello.”Immediately, Daniel’s voice came through, loud and insistent. “Sierra, you need to—”“Look, Daniel,” Elijah cut him off sharply, his voice dripping with authority. “If you need money, go to TikTok’s office and demand your money from them. Don’t disturb her again with this nonsense.”Daniel stammered on the other end, caught off guard by the interruption. “I—”“I feel like smacking you at this moment,” Elijah continued coldly, his tone
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Sophia stepped into Damian’s office, her black pencil skirt hugging her curves perfectly. Her bold red lipstick accentuated her full lips, and her sharp heels clicked softly against the polished floor as she entered. Her confident demeanor made heads turn wherever she went, and Damian was no exception.Damian’s face lit up with a sly smile as he saw her. Rising from his chair, he walked toward her with purpose, his eyes scanning her from head to toe. “You look stunning as always,” he said smoothly, his voice low.Sophia gave him a small smirk, adjusting the folder she was carrying. “You called for me?” she asked, her tone light but knowing.Damian didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he reached behind her and turned the lock on the office door with a click. The sound sent a shiver of tension through the room. He leaned casually against his desk, gesturing for her to come closer.As Sophia moved forward, Damian reached out, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her to his side. His han
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Sierra glanced at the clock on the wall, realizing it was already 2 PM. She stretched a little and turned to Elijah, who was lounging comfortably on the bed. “I’m going to make noodles,” she said casually. “Hope you’ll eat?”Elijah smiled and nodded. “Yes, I’m hungry. I’m waiting,” he replied, leaning back and watching her.Sierra nodded with a small smile and got up, heading to the kitchen. Twenty minutes later, she returned with two plates in her hands. The aroma of the saucy noodles filled the room, making Elijah sit up eagerly.The noodles were vibrant and appetizing, coated in a rich, spicy stir-fry sauce. They were mixed with sautéed vegetables like carrots, bell peppers, and green onions, along with tender pieces of chicken seasoned perfectly. The dish was garnished with sesame seeds and fresh cilantro, giving it a professional touch.Sierra handed Elijah a plate, then sat down beside him with her own. “Here you go,” she said with a smile.Elijah took a bite and his eyes lit up
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Sierra leaned forward slightly, her brows furrowed in concern. “I’m listening. Did something go wrong? Financially or something else? Because if it’s money, I can help. I’m making good money now,” she said earnestly.Her father shook his head, a small smile forming on his lips. “No, Sierra. Our finances are fine,” he said reassuringly. “The issue isn’t about money. The thing is, your mom and I made a decision... we’ve decided that we’re going to leave this city.”“Huh?” Sierra’s eyes widened in shock. “Leave this city? To where? Why?” she asked, her voice filled with disbelief.Her dadclasped his hands together, his expression calm but serious. “We’re shifting the business,” he explained. “We found that the next city has more potential for what we’re doing. I already have a lot of clients there, and moving will allow me to build even more connections.”Her mother chimed in, nodding in agreement. “Your dad is right, sweetheart,” she said. “It’s the best decision for the business and fo
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On the large, elegant bed in their master bedroom, General Marcus Steel lay beside his wife, Elijah’s mother, Catherine Steel, his expression grave. The dim bedside lamp cast a warm glow over the room, but the air felt heavy with the weight of his thoughts.Marcus sighed deeply, running a hand over his face as he stared at the ceiling. “There are troubling times ahead, Catherine,” he began, his voice low and serious. “The intelligence reports I’ve been reviewing… they’re not looking good.”Catherine turned to him, her soft features etched with concern. “What is it, Marcus? What kind of dangers?” she asked gently, placing a comforting hand on his arm.He exhaled sharply, his brows furrowed. “Instability in the region. Threats of insurgency in neighboring areas, and whispers of internal unrest. If things escalate, this country could face serious challenges—political, economic, and even military.”Catherine ’s eyes widened slightly, but she kept her voice calm. “Is it that bad?”Marcus
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As evening settled in, Sierra stood in front of her mirror, finishing the final touches to her outfit. She had chosen a casual yet stylish look for her dinner with Chris, the mysterious FlibbityBoo. She wore a pair of light blue skinny jeans that hugged her curves perfectly and a simple white blouse tucked in neatly, the fabric soft and flowing. Her sleeves were slightly rolled up, and the top had delicate lace details along the neckline, adding a touch of elegance.Her hair was left loose, cascading down her back in soft waves, and her makeup was minimal but radiant—a light gloss on her lips and a hint of blush on her cheeks. She slipped on a pair of nude flats that complemented her outfit, giving her a relaxed but polished appearance. A small crossbody bag completed the look, slung over her shoulder, carrying just the essentials for the evening.She stepped back from the mirror, giving herself one last look. Her beauty radiated effortlessly, even in such a simple ensemble. She sighe
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Sierra drove for about twenty minutes, until she reached a busy street corner where Betty was already waiting, her phone in hand and her shades halfway down her nose. As soon as Sierra pulled up, Betty’s face lit up."Get in!" Sierra called with a grin, and Betty eagerly hopped into the passenger seat.The moment she settled in, Betty’s jaw dropped as she looked around the sleek, polished interior. “Wait—hold up. Whose car is this, Sierra?”“Mine,” Sierra said casually, one hand on the wheel, the other adjusting the music.“Yours?” Betty blinked in disbelief. “Ah, really? You bought a car?!”Sierra nodded with a small smile. “Yeah. Well… technically I paid like one percent of it. Elijah did the rest. He said it’s a gift.”Betty's mouth flew open. “What?! Elijah just gifted you a whole car? This is insane!” She ran her fingers along the dashboard, eyes wide. “This is so beautiful, my God. Girl, this interior? The smell? I feel like I should be paying rent just to sit in here.”Sierra l
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As Celestine pressed her lips to Elijah’s, he responded, his hands instinctively finding her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss deepened—fierce, breathless.Elijah’s fingers trailed down, brushing the curve of her thigh before gripping it firmly, drawing her to him. Celestine let out a quiet breath against his lips, her body melting into his as his other hand slid up her back, steadying her. It was bold. Uncharted. Dangerous. And yet—neither of them pulled away.Celestine’s fingers curled around Elijah’s collar, tugging him closer as their lips met again—slower this time, more deliberate. Her breath hitched when his hand moved along her thigh, tracing the soft skin with a mixture of reverence and fire. She leaned into him, her body fitting against his like a puzzle piece long misplaced.“Elijah…” she whispered against his mouth, her voice unsteady yet wanting.He paused for a heartbeat, forehead resting against hers, eyes searching hers as if to confirm this wasn’t just adrenaline or
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Celestine’s eyes blazed as she snapped, “You idiots! Who said I would’ve even listened—been cool—if Elijah hadn’t asked me to hold back?” Her voice cut through the boardroom like a whip, her anger barely restrained.The men flinched, guilt and humiliation plastered across their faces.Elijah rose slowly, his calm presence regaining control of the room. He looked over each of them before speaking, voice steady and absolute.“Just as I promised,” he said, “you won’t be fired. You won’t be handed over to the police.”The board members exhaled in visible relief—too soon.“But,” Elijah continued, his tone sharpening, “there will be punishment. Return the million immediately—every dollar.”They nodded eagerly.“But for one full year,” Elijah said, “none of you will have any authority to interfere in company decisions. You’ll remain on the board, yes—but you’ll hold zero approval power. Think of it as being ghosts in the room. Present. But powerless.”They gasped.“This is too much,” one of
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It was the fourth man, the soft-spoken one who had claimed he only handled operations. His hand was raised stiffly, almost as if it pained him to do it. His voice cracked slightly, but there was no mistaking the words.“I’ll talk,” he repeated, eyes fixed on Elijah.The silence that followed was deafening.Elijah didn’t move, didn’t blink. He let the weight of the man’s confession sit heavy in the room for a heartbeat longer before slowly lowering the tablet to the table.“Good,” he said, his tone still calm. “Start talking.”The others gulped—visibly, audibly. One of them shifted in his seat. Another wiped at his brow, suddenly clammy. The room seemed to shrink around them as the man slowly stood, shoulders hunched beneath the weight of what he was about to reveal.He looked directly at Elijah, then at Celestine, whose expression remained carved from stone.“I—I’m sorry,” he began, voice trembling. “Please… don’t let Ms. Valencia send me to prison. I—I’ll tell the truth. All of it.”
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Elijah held up the tablet. “Profit’s down, but revenue’s steady. Someone’s hiding cash—or pocketing it. And it’s not her.”He turned the screen toward them, showing a flat revenue line against a dipping profit. “She boosted output, cut downtime, saved a merger—every move you blamed her for made you money. So why frame her? Covering a stash? Or just mad she’s in charge?”The board sat stunned, their answers twisting back to expose their own failures—or worse. Celestine’s gaze hardened, catching the implication.Elijah lowered the tablet, his gaze shifting from the board to Celestine. The room’s tension was a coiled spring. He met her eyes, voice steady and calm.“Ms. Valencia, shall I continue? Do you want me to find out where the missing one million is? Might get stressful, but if you want, I can stay here, demand every report printed, trace every source, dig until I see where it went. Just an hour.”Celestine’s lips pressed into a thin line, her eyes flicking over the board before lo
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Every head snapped toward him. The board members, caught off guard, stared in unison, their eyes narrowing as they processed his sudden intrusion. The younger man, still clutching the tablet he’d slid toward Celestine, blinked rapidly, his fingers tightening on the device.The man with the glasses spoke first, his tone sharp and suspicious. “Why? What does he want with that?” He leaned forward, adjusting his frames as he scrutinized Elijah, his voice rising slightly. “Who even are you to ask for it? This is a board matter—private. You’ve got no business touching our reports.”The first man, fingers still hovering near his tie, chimed in, his brow furrowing. “Yeah, what’s this about? You’re not part of this discussion. If you’ve got something to say, say it—don’t just demand our data.”The fourth man, softer-spoken but now edgy, added, “This isn’t a free-for-all. What’s he going to do with it? We don’t even know why he’s here.”Celestine’s eyes flashed, and she raised a hand, her voic
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They hesitated. The first man responded again, carefully."There were additional logistics tied to new equipment, staffing expansions, and an upgraded IT infrastructure."Celestine didn’t look convinced."Then it should’ve been noted more clearly. The report lacks transparency.”She turned the last page slowly, then looked up."So, basically, this entire file is a mixture of carelessness, vague justifications, and missing pieces. And you’re handing it to me as proof of discrepancies in my father’s company?"No one said a word.Celestine leaned back slightly, her fingers tapping the file softly."I expected better from all of you.”Finally, the one who had adjusted his tie earlier, cleared his throat and leaned forward, his voice measured but tinged with a cautious edge. “Sorry to say this, Ms. Valencia, but… most of the recent mistakes here—they’re your fault.”Celestine’s eyes snapped to him, narrowing slightly. “My fault?” Her tone was sharp, incredulous, cutting through the room l
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The interior was stunning—wide glass panels, elegant lighting. Several workers moved about, men and women all dressed sharply, focused on their tasks. There was a calm yet purposeful energy in the air.Elijah leaned toward Felix and spoke in a low voice, “You’ll wait here. I’ll go in. When I’m done, I’ll come find you.” He tossed the Prado keys to him. “Be careful.”Felix caught the keys and gave a small nod. “Okay, brother.”Elijah continued with Celestine, heading toward a large frosted glass door guarded by security. As they approached, the security guard stepped aside and opened it for Celestine.“If you need me inside, just press the button, boss,” he said.Celestine nodded without a word and walked in, Elijah right behind her.As they walked in, Elijah took in the interior of the boardroom — a spacious, elegantly furnished room with a large round table in the center. Seated around it were five men, all dressed in sharp suits. Some had laptops open before them, others held tablet
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Soon, the black Toyota Prado rolled up to the grand gates of the Valencia estate. The security stationed at the entrance got up holding his gun. One of the guards stepped forward, took a brief glance at the driver’s seat, and upon seeing Elijah behind the wheel, he gave a slight nod and signaled to the others.Without delay, the gates slowly parted open.The guard waved them through respectfully. “Welcome, sir.”Elijah gave a short nod in return and drove inside, the Prado gliding smoothly along the paved driveway. Felix, seated beside him, looked around quietly, taking in the environment with awe.Elijah reached for his phone, unlocked it with a quick swipe, and tapped into his messages. He typed a short text to Celestine:“I’m here.”He hit send and leaned back slightly in his seat, glancing at the entrance of the house with his usual composed look. Felix sat up straight beside him, adjusting his shirt and looking around curiously, still impressed by the luxury surrounding them.Soo
