SIMON THE ZILLIONAIRE FROM NOWHERE

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Eddie drove through the dark streets of the city, his mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming days. The conversation with Frank had gone as well as he could have hoped, but the uncertainty still gnawed at him. He knew Frank wouldn’t make his decision lightly, and that meant Eddie had to be prepared for whatever came next.

As he pulled into his driveway, the familiar sight of his modest home did little to ease the tension building in his chest. He had gotten himself tangled in something far bigger than he had anticipated. Aligning with Axton had its advantages, but it also meant playing a dangerous game. One wrong move, and he could lose everything.

Eddie entered his house and poured himself a drink, the amber liquid burning slightly as it went down. He needed to think. Frank was a wild card, and there was no telling how he would react. If Frank agreed to join Axton, it would solidify Eddie’s position, but if he refused, Eddie would need a backup plan—and fast.

His thoughts were inte