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Rise Of The General's Forgotten Son Chapter 223
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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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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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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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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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
Rise Of The General's Forgotten Son Chapter 228
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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The rain was pouring heavily that night, drumming against the streets and rooftops with relentless force. A young man, his stylish hair plastered to his forehead, sprinted through the downpour, the rain soaking him to the bone. His old clothes clung to him as he ran towards the gate of the big house across the street. Bang! Bang! Bang! Reaching the large black gate, he knocked hard, the sound barely audible over the storm. He knocked again, louder this time, desperation creeping into his voice as he called out, "Come and open the gate! The rain is beating me—hurry up!” From the other side, a voice responded, gruff but amused, "Who wants to break the gate?" The gate creaked open, and the security guard peered out. "Oh, it's you," he said, recognizing the drenched figure. The young man didn’t wait for further conversation. He rushed through the gate, water splashing off him as he passed the guard. In the compound, under a white canopy, a sleek and elegant car—a lady’s car—
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Elijah felt a sharp pain pierce his heart as Sophia’s words sank in. His face tightened with disbelief and anguish. "I disgust you? How, Sophia? Didn’t I try my best to do everything you requested?" he asked, his voice trembling with a mix of confusion and hurt.Sophia scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Requested? Try hard my foot. Are you the one taking care of me, or am I the one taking care of you, Elijah? Bold of you to think I'm in love with you." She sneered, her words biting. "I'm 25, and you're just 20. You're a kid, Elijah. Do you think I would ever be proud to point to a low, poor kid like you and call you my boyfriend? I'd be ashamed."Elijah stood there, stunned, each word cutting deeper than the last. He had known he was younger than Sophia, but he thought they had loved each other. After all, they had been dating for months, and she kept telling him his age never mattered—didn't that mean something? How she was keeping herself till they got married first. Wasnt that also somet
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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
