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THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 101
Ethan stood in the grand hall of the Elliot estate, his voice clear and resolute as he addressed the gathered family.“I’ve decided to postpone the formal announcement of the heir indefinitely. Lisa’s safety and recovery come first, and I refuse to let her or anyone else become a target in this twisted game.”Gasps rippled through the room.Ethan’s statement landed like a bomb, sending shockwaves through the family.The murmurs of discontent and shock were impossible to ignore. Jonathan, of course, was the loudest.“Postponing the heir? Are you insane?” Jonathan’s laugh was sharp and grating, like nails on a chalkboard.“This family has waited long enough! Or is this just another excuse to keep the crown for yourself?”Ethan’s icy gaze pinned him down.“This is about protecting the family, not stroking your ego, Jonathan. But I understand why you’d be confused—you’ve always been better at whining than thinking.”The room tittered with nervous laughter, but Jonathan puffed up like a ro
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 102
The grand ballroom was a glittering spectacle of wealth and pretense.Crystal chandeliers sparkled above the crowd, casting fractured light on the marble floors. Laughter and chatter filled the air, but Ethan wasn’t here for the festivities.He stood at the edge of the room, his eyes scanning the crowd like a hawk surveying its prey.Tonight, he wasn’t just a guest at the charity ball—he was a man on a mission.Uncle Thomas was in his element, holding court near the center of the room.His booming laughter echoed as he entertained a group of well-dressed sycophants.Ethan clenched his jaw.He could feel the condescension radiating from his uncle even from across the room.Thomas noticed Ethan and smirked, raising his glass as if in mock salute.“Well, if it isn’t the prodigal son!” he called out, loud enough for the entire room to hear.Ethan stiffened but walked toward him, determined not to let Thomas rattle him.“Ethan!” Thomas exclaimed, spreading his arms wide.“You’ve graced us
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 103
After the party, Eliiot went to his office to check the documents of company loss he was talking.The dim light of the Elliot estate’s private office barely illuminated the stacks of papers and ledgers scattered across the polished mahogany desk.Ethan pushed open the heavy door quietly, his instincts guiding him.Something about the muffled sounds from the room had caught his attention.As the door swung wider, Ethan froze.His cousin, Jonathan, was hunched over the desk, rifling through the family’s most sensitive documents.The moment Jonathan saw Ethan, his face turned as pale as the moonlight streaming through the window.“Jonathan,” Ethan said, his voice icy and controlled.“Care to explain what you’re doing here?”Jonathan stammered, dropping the papers as if they’d burned him.“E-Ethan! I didn’t expect you... I mean... I was just…”Ethan stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him.“Just what? Tampering with family documents in the dead of night? That doesn’t exactly s
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 104
Ethan’s eyes narrowed.“Who put you up to this?”“No one,” Jonathan mumbled, avoiding Ethan’s gaze.“Don’t lie to me,” Ethan warned.“You’re not smart enough to pull this off alone. Who are you working with?”Jonathan’s head shot up, his eyes blazing with renewed anger.“Why does it always have to be someone else? Why can’t you believe that I might be capable of doing something on my own?”Ethan smirked coldly.“Oh, I believe it. You’re capable of being a screw-up all by yourself. But this? This has someone else’s fingerprints all over it. So, I’ll ask you again—who are you working with?”Jonathan’s composure shattered, and he yelled, “I was trying to save myself, okay? Do you know what it’s like to be constantly pushed aside? To be treated like a second-class citizen in your own family?”Ethan’s voice softened, but his words cut deep.“You’re not a second-class citizen, Jonathan. You’re a grown man making childish decisions. This isn’t about saving yourself—it’s about sabotaging me.
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 105
Gasps rippled through the room.Thomas, Jonathan’s father and Ethan’s uncle, immediately shot to his feet.“What nonsense is this, Ethan? You’ve gone too far!”Ethan remained unfazed.“It’s not nonsense, Thomas. I caught him red-handed. Ask him yourself.”All eyes shifted to Jonathan, who stood trembling, his face pale.“I didn’t mean to… I was forced,” he stammered, his voice barely audible.Thomas stepped forward, his face red with anger.“Forced? That’s ridiculous! Ethan, you’re blowing this out of proportion just to make yourself look good.”Ethan’s jaw tightened.“This isn’t about me. It’s about the integrity of this family. Jonathan’s actions jeopardize everything we’ve worked for.”Thomas scoffed.“You’ve always had a superiority complex, Ethan. Do you think you’re the only one who cares about this family?”Voices erupted from the gathered family members, some siding with Thomas, others murmuring their agreement with Ethan.Chaos threatened to consume the room until Lisa steppe
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 106
The tense atmosphere in the meeting room was thick enough to cut with a knife.Ethan and Lisa had just finished a heated exchange with Uncle Thomas when the butler, Mr. Grayson, entered with an air of urgency.“Sir,” Grayson said, his voice steady despite the weight of his words. "We’ve gathered irrefutable evidence. It proves your uncle’s betrayal and his ties to the enemies who attacked your father in the hospital.”The room erupted into chaos.Ethan’s face hardened as he turned to Thomas. “Is this true?”Thomas sneered, crossing his arms. “What ridiculous story are you spinning now?”Grayson handed a stack of documents to Ethan.“Bank transfers, correspondence, and surveillance footage, sir. It’s all there.”Ethan flipped through the evidence, his expression growing darker with each passing second.He held up a paper for all to see.“This shows payments made from your account to the men who broke into the hospital. Care to explain that?”Thomas laughed bitterly.“Explain? Why shou
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 107
His face twisted in anger as he glared at Ethan.“This is all a setup! Fake evidence. You’ve got no proof of anything.”Ethan’s eyes were cold as he looked at his uncle.“You’re lying, Thomas. This evidence is as real as it gets. You’ve been working with the enemies who tried to destroy this family. All of it—everything—is right here in black and white.”Lisa’s voice was calm but cutting.“Your betrayal isn’t just a personal issue, Thomas. It’s a betrayal of this entire family. Do you really think you can talk your way out of this?”Uncle Thomas stepped back, eyes darting around the room, hoping for a lifeline, but none came.The other family members sat unmoving, their faces pale as the reality set in.“No one believes you anymore, Thomas,” one of them said, the words harsh but final.“You’ve lost their trust.”Thomas’s face turned red with fury.“You all think you’re so righteous? You think you’ve won, don’t you? Just because you have a few pieces of paper and some photos? You’re al
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 108
Ethan sat at the head of the conference table, the soft hum of conversation in the room barely reaching his ears.His focus was unwavering as he went over the final details of an important business deal.The room was filled with his trusted advisors, each awaiting his signal to proceed.Everything seemed to be falling into place—until the phone on the table rang, breaking the calm atmosphere.“Master Ethan,” his assistant said, stepping into the room with a serious expression.“There’s a situation.”Ethan raised an eyebrow, his tone steady but sharp.“What kind of situation?”“The mercenaries you had dealt with before… they’re here.”The words hit Ethan like a cold wave. Mercenaries? Here?He glanced at Lisa, who was sitting beside him.She leaned forward, her eyes narrowing with concern.“Thomas?” she asked, her voice calm but edged with suspicion.Ethan’s lips tightened.“It’s gotta be him. He’s in jail, but I didn’t expect him to pull something like this.”Ethan stood up, motioning
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CHAPTER 231
Ethan’s car roared through the gates of the Elliot estate, tires screeching to a halt in the driveway. He stepped out, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts.Lisa and Harris followed, both tense.The meeting with Celeste had been unexpected. Dangerous. And now, as he stared at his mansion, a cold unease settled in his chest.Something felt wrong.Lisa noticed it too. “Something’s off.”Harris pulled his gun. “Security’s supposed to be on alert.”Ethan’s instincts screamed.He strode to the entrance, typing in his personal security code. Nothing.The system had been shut down.From the inside.Lisa’s eyes widened. “What the hell?”Harris cursed under his breath. “Boss… we got a mole.”Ethan’s fingers curled into fists. Of course, we do.The Serpent doesn’t just attack from the outside. They infest.He turned to Lisa. “Run a full system check. I want to know who had access.”Lisa nodded, already pulling up her tablet. “If they think they can infiltrate us, we’ll make them regret it.”Harris
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Ethan sat in his private jet, eyes narrowed as he studied the message again.Celeste Moreau. Paris. Midnight. Come alone.As if that was going to happen.Lisa sat across from him, arms crossed. “This is a trap.”Harris, leaning against the cabin wall, smirked. “Of course it is. But when has that ever stopped him?”Ethan exhaled slowly, rolling his watch strap between his fingers. “She’s not trying to kill me.”Lisa scoffed. “Oh? She just killed your father, launched a war against Elliot Enterprises, and now she’s inviting you to a midnight rendezvous? Yeah, totally safe.”Ethan smirked. “If she wanted me dead, I wouldn’t have gotten an invitation. I’d have gotten a bullet.”Lisa rubbed her temples. “You’re actually going.”Ethan leaned forward. “Not just going. Setting the rules.”He grabbed his phone, sending a quick message. “I’ll meet her. But it’s going to be on my terms.”Paris. Midnight.The private suite in an exclusive hotel overlooked the Seine, bathed in the golden glow of t
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Lisa scoffed. “Oh, really? Because it sure as hell feels like one.”Ethan smirked. “No. I’m setting one.”Lisa frowned. “What are you—”Ethan grabbed the silver coin Celeste had left behind at the auction and tossed it onto the table.“The Serpent doesn’t just kill. They recruit.”Lisa’s eyes widened. “You’re going in as a recruit?”Ethan nodded, already dialing a number.Harris whistled. “Damn. That’s insane.”Ethan smirked. “Insane gets results.”Lisa exhaled. “And if they see through it?”Ethan cocked his gun. “Then I kill them first.”The sky was a dull shade of gray, the kind that pressed heavy against the earth like it knew something was ending. A bitter wind howled through the private cemetery where James Elliot was being laid to rest.Ethan stood at the graveside, his expression unreadable, his body still.Lisa and Harris flanked him, silent, knowing better than to speak.The priest muttered prayers, but Ethan barely heard them. His father—the man who had built an empire, betr
CHAPTER 228
Ethan’s phone buzzed. A new video file.He didn’t hesitate. His fingers moved instinctively, opening the message as Lisa and Harris leaned in.The screen flickered to life—a dark, cold room.In the center, bound to a chair, was James Elliot.Ethan’s stomach twisted into a tight knot.His father’s once-powerful frame looked frail, battered. Wrists strapped to the armrests. Chest rising and falling in weak, uneven breaths.Then, a figure stepped into view.Celeste.She stood over James, elegant, calm—like a queen surveying a fallen empire.Her voice, soft and almost amused, filled the silence. “He was never supposed to lead.”Ethan’s grip on the phone tightened.Celeste knelt beside James, tucking a strand of silver hair behind his ear like a daughter comforting her father.“The Serpent chose me.”Ethan’s pulse hammered.Lisa whispered, “Ethan… don’t.”But he couldn’t look away.His father tried to speak, but Celeste pressed a finger to his lips.“Shh. It’s time to let go.”Then she pul
CHAPTER 227
Ethan’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as the black SUV tore through the night. His mind was a razor-sharp blade, slicing through the chaos, piecing together every fragment of information they had.The text had been clear: His father had until midnight.Lisa sat beside him, laptop open, fingers flying across the keyboard. Harris, in the backseat, had his gun checked and ready. The SUV’s interior was charged with tension, the kind that came before a storm.“Tell me you have something,” Ethan said, voice calm, lethal.Lisa exhaled, scrolling through encrypted files. “Her name is Celeste Moreau. French aristocracy. Untouchable in high society. But underneath?” She turned the screen to show a classified intelligence report with the word DANGEROUS stamped across the top.“She’s not just a criminal, Ethan. She’s been running operations across Europe for years—arms deals, political coups, assassinations.”Ethan’s jaw clenched. So Dominic was never meant to rule. She was. The true heir.
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Ethan didn’t wait. The moment the masked bidder left the auction stage, he moved. His pulse thrummed with a deadly rhythm, his mind calculating every possibility. Whoever had just claimed his father’s life wasn’t just a player in the game—they were running it.Lisa’s voice crackled in his earpiece. “You’re going after them, aren’t you?”Ethan adjusted his cufflinks, already following the figure down a private corridor leading to the VIP lounge. “Would you expect anything less?”Harris, stationed near the entrance, let out a low whistle. “Careful, boss. This is a different breed of predator. The whole room bowed to them.”Ethan smirked. “Then let’s find out if they kneel just as easily.”The VIP section of the auction was a world of its own. Dimly lit, lined with velvet curtains and exotic fragrances, the air was thick with whispered deals and quiet threats.Ethan stepped inside. The masked figure was just ahead, their aura commanding. Two armed guards flanked the entrance, blocking hi
CHAPTER 225
Ethan sat in his study, the silver coin twirling between his fingers. The serpent’s eye engraving gleamed under the dim light. It wasn’t just a threat—it was a challenge.Lisa sat across from him, arms crossed. “We traced the coin’s origin.”Harris leaned against the bookshelf, a sly smirk on his face. “You’re gonna love this, boss. It’s tied to an underground auction house. High-stakes. Invitation-only. Black market for the elite.”Ethan exhaled slowly. “What do they sell?”Lisa’s eyes darkened. “Information. Weapons. People. Secrets. The kind of trade where reputations and lives go to the highest bidder.”Harris tossed a file onto the desk. “And guess what? Your father’s life is on the menu.”Ethan’s fingers stopped moving.Lisa’s voice was tense. “They’re auctioning access to him. Whoever wins the bid gets to decide what happens next.”A slow, dangerous fire ignited in Ethan’s chest.“They think he’s just a commodity?” He scoffed. “They’re about to learn who really runs the game.”
CHAPTER 224
Ethan sat in his private office, eyes locked on the illuminated screen of his laptop. A deep scowl creased his face as he scrolled through decades of financial transactions, each one confirming the truth he had desperately wanted to deny.His father had been funding The Serpent for years.Not just small sums—we’re talking billions. Hidden in offshore accounts. Funneled through shell companies. Tied to governments, illicit businesses, and war profiteering operations across the world.Lisa stood beside him, arms crossed, her face hard. “This isn’t just bad, Ethan. This is catastrophic.”Harris, pacing by the window, let out a low whistle. “No wonder they’re pissed. With Dominic gone, they lost their puppet and their funding. This isn’t just revenge—it’s financial war.”Ethan clenched his fists. His father had never prepared him for this kind of battle. He had spent his life protecting the Elliot empire, unaware that the wealth he was defending had been built on the backs of vipers.And
CHAPTER 223
The stench of burning metal and charred wood filled the air as Ethan stepped over the wreckage of the Elliot warehouse. Smoke still curled from the debris, and the wailing sirens of emergency responders faded into the distance. The bodies had been removed, but the message remained—scrawled across the blackened walls in dark red streaks.“You took our king. Now we take yours.”Ethan’s jaw clenched as he studied the words, each letter dripping like an open wound. He didn’t need a forensic team to confirm it—this was blood. A message, personal and deliberate.Lisa approached cautiously, her voice low. “This isn’t just about Dominic. The Serpent isn’t retreating, Ethan. They’re evolving.”Ethan exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. He knew better than to assume victory meant safety. Dominic was gone, but the organization that had built him wasn’t.“They’re making it clear,” he murmured. “They’re not after my company, my money, or my name. They want blood.”Lisa met his gaze, h
