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Rise Of The General's Forgotten Son Chapter 85
Damian leaned casually against the edge of his desk, crossing his arms. “Come on, Laura,” he said smoothly, his smile teasing. “You’re a smart woman. Don’t play coy.” Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she maintained her composure. “I believe I’ve already thanked you for considering me for a position, and I take my work very seriously. If there’s nothing else, I’ll return to my desk.” Damian chuckled, as though her response amused him. “Relax, Laura. I’m just saying you deserve more than just a job title. I could make things... easier for you.” Laura’s stomach churned at his words, but she didn’t let it show. “I appreciate the offer, sir,” she said, her tone clipped. “But I prefer to earn my achievements the right way.” As Laura placed her hand on the door handle, Damian’s voice stopped her once again. “Think of it well, Laura,” he said, his tone low and suggestive. “I’ll be here, waiting for your decision.” She didn’t turn around this time. Instead, she took a deep breath, steeling
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Outside, Sierra pushed open the gate, waving Elijah’s sleek BMW inside. A smile spread across her face as the car parked. When the engine cut off, Elijah stepped out, his hair meticulously styled, wearing a crisp shirt tucked into well-fitted trousers. The subtle cologne he wore reached Sierra’s nose, and she couldn’t help but think he looked exceptionally handsome. “Damn…” Sierra muttered under her breath, heart fluttering as Elijah walked closer. His gaze flicked down her denim shorts and paused momentarily on her legs before he quickly cleared his throat. “What are you looking at?” she teased, noticing his brief stare. Elijah gave a soft, disarming smile. “Nothing,” he said. “You just look really beautiful.” Sierra extended her hand, giving him a friendly shake. “Welcome to my house again,” she said warmly. “You look great. Come on in—dinner’s ready.” She took Elijah’s hand and led him toward the house. Sierra led Elijah through the foyer and straight into the dining room, whe
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“Well,” Elijah said with a small smile, “I made over $100,000 in just a few hours before the stock started going down.”Gasp!”There was a brief silence at the table as the weight of Elijah’s words sank in. “$100,000?” Sierra’s father exclaimed, his voice a mix of astonishment and disbelief. “What the… That’s impressive. I’ve made more than that in business before, but it’s never been that easy or that fast.”Sierra’s eyes widened, and her mother’s fork paused mid-air. Both looked at Elijah in surprise, as though seeing him in an entirely new light.“You made that much in just a few hours?” Sierra asked, her tone laced with disbelief and admiration.Elijah noticed their reactions and quickly added, “But it’s not always like that,” he said, holding up his hands. “Trading stocks can be risky. You can win big, but you can also lose big. It’s all about timing, strategy, and a bit of luck.”He looked at Sierra’s father. “It’s not for everyone, Uncle. The market is unpredictable, and one
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“You know,” her mother began, her tone speculative, “Elijah and Sierra really seem to match each other well.”Her husband nodded slowly, a faint smile playing on his lips. “He’s calm, smart, and composed. Exactly the type of person who could balance out Sierra’s headstrong nature.”“And he clearly respects her,” her mother added. “He’s got a good head on his shoulders, and he’s already accomplished so much at such a young age.”Her father leaned back, crossing his arms thoughtfully. “I wouldn’t mind seeing this friendship of theirs turn into something more serious. He might just be the person Sierra needs.”Her mother smiled knowingly. “Well, let’s see where things go. They’re young, but there’s definitely potential there.”Sierra walked alongside Elijah to where his BMW was parked, the cool evening air wrapping around them. As they reached the car, Elijah turned to her, his expression soft but curious. “What are your parents’ names, even?” he asked suddenly.Sierra tilted her head, a
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Marcellus nodded, his expression softening.Marcellus Valencia was the father of three daughters. Celestine, his eldest at 26, was born to his first wife, a graceful and loving woman who passed away when Celestine was still a little girl. Her mother’s death left a deep void in both Celestine’s and Marcellus’s lives, and the grief eventually led Marcellus to remarry.His second wife bore him twin daughters, who were now 22 years old. However, their relationship had been fraught with tension. Celestine’s stepmother had not treated her kindly as a child, leading to years of resentment and a strained dynamic within the family. The ongoing issues between Marcellus and his second wife eventually caused their marriage to falter. Though they never formally divorced, they separated.Years ago, Marcellus’s second wife had requested that he establish a business for her and their daughters, as she wished to move away and raise the twins separately from him and Celestine. Wanting to maintain peace
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Meanwhile, in a dimly lit office, General Marcus Steel sat at a wide oak desk with giant computer screens infront of him and a laptop beside it. Beside the laptop rested a rare, custom-made firearm. Next to the gun lay a stack of classified military files marked with a red "Top Secret" stamp. The files detailed intelligence reports, operational plans, and troop movement strategies for a developing situation in a high-risk region.General Steel’s eyes scanned the reports intently, his brow furrowing slightly. The files contained troubling updates about insurgent activity in the Khyros Region—a rugged and volatile area critical to maintaining control over key military supply routes. The reports indicated that enemy forces had fortified their positions, posing a threat to the local population and destabilizing the region’s fragile security.After a moment, he exhaled sharply and placed the files down, his mind already formulating a response. He reached for his phone and quickly dialed a
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Sierra leaned back in her seat, a smile lingering on her face. “Elijah? What’s with the sudden call?” she asked teasingly. “I’m running some errands. What about you?”“I just finished eating what I cooked,” Elijah said casually, his voice carrying a hint of pride.“You cooked?” Sierra asked, her tone skeptical. “What did you cook?”“Scrambled eggs with herbs, crispy bacon, toast, and fresh orange juice,” Elijah replied confidently.Sierra laughed softly. “I can already taste how awful it must be.”“What do you mean?” Elijah frowned, clearly offended. “I’m the best at cooking, Sierra. You don’t know what you’re missing.”“You, the best?” Sierra teased. “I highly doubt that. If your cooking is as good as your bragging, it’s probably a disaster.”Elijah chuckled, shaking his head. “One day, I’ll cook for you, and you’ll have to eat your words.”“We’ll see about that,” Sierra said, her voice playful.After a brief pause, Elijah shifted the conversation. “By the way, it’s been a while sinc
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Sierra looked at the car that had collided with hers—a sleek, upgraded 2024 Fiat 500, its shiny front completely wrecked from the impact. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to process the situation. If Elijah had been there, he would have been utterly shocked, because stepping out of the Fiat was none other than Sophia Bennett—his ex-girlfriend. Sophia had also been out running errands and hadn’t expected her day to take such a turn. The door of her car swung open, and she stepped out. She glanced at the front of her car, her expression instantly souring as she took in the crumpled hood and smashed headlights. Instead of offering an apology, Sophia’s eyes flicked to Sierra and narrowed. Her lips curled into a sneer. “Are you blind?” she snapped, her tone dripping with accusation. “Who parks like that in the middle of the road?” Sierra, already shaken by the crash, frowned, trying to keep her temper in check. “I wasn’t parked in the middle of the road,” she replied firmly. “I was slowing
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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
