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The figure tilted their head. "Just delivering a message, Mr. Elliot." They moved with impossible speed, dodging Ethan's lunge and slipping past him through the door."Are you okay?" Ethan rushed to Lisa, checking her for injuries.She nodded, trembling. "They... they just appeared. Out of nowhere.""How many?""I saw at least three. They were everywhere, carving those symbols..." She pointed to the wall where another hawk had been etched.Grayson appeared in the doorway, out of breath. "They're gone. I saw them leaving through the garden.""Did you see their faces?" Ethan demanded."No one sees their faces," Grayson said grimly. "That's part of their power. The masks aren't just for show – they're a message. The Black Hawk could be anyone."Lisa gasped, drawing their attention to the bathroom. "Ethan..."They followed her gaze to the mirror, where words had been scrawled in what looked horribly like blood: "WE ARE INSIDE""Jesus," Grayson muttered."This is just the beginning, isn't
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 121
The abandoned warehouse loomed against the darkening sky, its windows like hollow eyes staring down at Ethan. Victoria had chosen the meeting place well – isolated, with clear views of any approaching vehicles.He found her waiting in what used to be an office, perched elegantly on a dusty desk despite their surroundings."I was wondering when you'd come to me," Victoria said, her red lips curving into a smile. "Terrible business with the break-in. How's dear Lisa holding up?"Ethan remained by the door. "Cut the act, Victoria. Are you working with them?""The Black Hawk?" She laughed, but it didn't reach her eyes. "You really don't know anything, do you?""Then enlighten me.""Twenty years ago, the Black Hawk destroyed my family." She slid off the desk, her heels clicking on the concrete floor. "Everything we had – gone in a single night. Sound familiar?""Why should I believe you?""Because unlike your family, Ethan, I have nothing left to hide." She pulled out her phone, showing hi
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 122
Ethan sat in darkness, watching the wall of security monitors he'd installed in the garage. Each screen showed a different part of the mansion, casting an eerie blue glow across his face.Lisa's voice crackled through his earpiece. "Anything?""Nothing yet," he muttered. "But Victoria was right about one thing – someone's been helping them.""You really think it's one of the staff?""We'll find out soon enough." He checked his watch: 11:45 PM.The screens showed empty hallways, silent rooms, shadows stretching across familiar spaces. Then, movement caught his eye – Maria, one of their longtime maids, walking through the main hall."Got something," he whispered. "Maria's heading toward the study.""Maria? But she's been with us for years.""Exactly. The perfect cover."On screen, Maria glanced furtively over her shoulder before slipping into the study. Ethan leaned closer, watching as she moved straight to his desk."I'm going in," he said, rising from his chair."Ethan, wait—"He was
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 123
Rain pounded against the SUV's windows as Ethan studied the warehouse through night-vision binoculars.Two guards patrolled the perimeter, their hawk masks gleaming in the darkness."This feels too easy," Lisa whispered from beside him.Ethan lowered the binoculars."That's what worries me."His phone lit up with a call from their tech specialist."Talk to me, Marcus.""I've got eyes on all exits," Marcus replied. "Thermal imaging shows four heat signatures inside – probably Maria's family. Two guards outside, three more on the upper level.""Any sign of Black Hawk leadership?""Negative. Place looks like a standard holding facility."Lisa touched Ethan's arm."We should call in backup—""No," he cut her off."We can't trust anyone else. You saw what happened with Maria.""Then what's the plan?"Ethan pulled out his tablet, showing a blueprint of the warehouse."Marcus disabled their security system. We go in through the loading bay, neutralize the guards, get Maria's family out. Sim
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 124
Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over the Richardson family's annual gala, where the city's elite mingled in their finest attire.Ethan adjusted his bow tie, scanning the crowded ballroom."Relax," Lisa whispered, squeezing his arm."You're too tense.""Hard not to be." His eyes swept the room again."Especially after what we found at the warehouse.""Mr. Elliot!" James Richardson approached, champagne in hand."So glad you could make it. Especially given your recent... troubles.""Wouldn't miss it," Ethan forced a smile."Shame about that break-in at your mansion. Terrible business." James leaned closer."Though I hear it wasn't exactly random.""What do you mean?""Oh, just rumors." James waved his hand dismissively."Though speaking of rumors – that gentleman's been asking about you."Ethan followed his gaze to a figure standing near the grand staircase.The man wore an elaborate venetian mask – shaped like a hawk."Excuse us," Ethan said abruptly, pulling Lisa aside."Is that—
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 125
As Ethan stared at his laptop screen, the glow illuminating his haunted expression.Files upon files detailed decades of his family's darkest secrets."I can't believe this," he muttered as Lisa entered with two cups of coffee."How bad is it?""Worse than I imagined." He pulled up a document."Look at this. July 1985 – Black Hawk operatives eliminated three of our biggest competitors. All ruled as accidents."Lisa leaned closer."And your grandfather ordered this?""Not just ordered it. He..." Ethan's voice cracked."He wore the mask himself.""What do you mean?""There's footage." His fingers trembled over the keyboard."Watch."The video showed Richard Elliot in a hawk mask, standing over a man bound to a chair."Please," the man begged."I have a family—""So do I," Richard's distorted voice replied."That's why this has to be done."Lisa touched Ethan's shoulder."You don't have to watch this.""Yes, I do." He opened another file."Weapons smuggling through our shipping division.
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 126
The study was cloaked in darkness, the only light coming from the faint glow of a lamp on Ethan’s desk.He stood at its edge, his figure tense, his jaw locked.Across from him sat the traitor—Caleb Monroe—a long-time ally of the family. Caleb reclined in his chair, his smug grin illuminating his betrayal.“You’ve been busy, Caleb,” Ethan said, his voice low and cold.“Years of lies, deceit, and sabotage. Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?”Caleb chuckled, leaning back as if he owned the moment.“Honestly? I’m surprised it took you this long. You’ve always been a little... slow on the uptake, Ethan.”Ethan’s eyes narrowed, his fists clenching.“Why, Caleb? Why betray the family that took you in, trusted you?”“Trusted me?” Caleb’s grin widened.“Don’t flatter yourself. Your family didn’t trust me; they used me. And I played my part perfectly.”“You were like a brother to me,” Ethan snapped.“And this is how you repay us?”Caleb shrugged, unbothered.“Your family’s success is buil
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 127
The acrid smell of smoke filled the air as Ethan navigated the wreckage of the west wing.Firefighters had managed to contain the flames, but the damage was catastrophic.Staff members scurried about, tending to the injured and salvaging what they could.Ethan’s jaw tightened as he surveyed the destruction, his heart heavy with the weight of failure.Lisa approached him, her face pale but determined.“Ethan, we need to regroup. You can’t do this alone.”“I don’t have time to regroup,” Ethan snapped, though his tone softened when he saw the concern in her eyes.“This attack wasn’t random. Caleb was just the tip of the iceberg. I need answers.”“And you’ll get them,” Lisa said firmly, “but not if you burn yourself out.”Ethan nodded reluctantly and turned back toward his study, now barely recognizable.Debris littered the room, and the once-polished furniture was reduced to charred fragments.As he sifted through the remnants of his desk, his fingers brushed against a hidden latch.“Wha
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Ethan stood on the edge of a glass-and-steel monolith, looking down at the city that had both made him and tried to break him.Dubai stretched out in all directions—a kingdom of glass towers, neon reflections, and wealth built on power and silence.Once, he had owned this world.Once, he had believed he could shape it.But now, as he stood above it all, the question that had haunted him since the beginning refused to be ignored.Did I win? Or did I just survive?He exhaled, the wind pulling at his coat, sending strands of his hair whipping against his forehead.The streets below were alive—cars honking, people moving, deals being made in hushed conversations, just another night in the empire of the rich.None of them knew what had happened.None of them knew how close this city had come to burning with The Dominion.They only knew the headlines:“Ethan Elliot Destroys Global Crime Syndicate.”“The Fall of The Dominion—A Power Shift in the Underworld.”“The Most Dangerous Man in the Wo
CHAPTER 276
Ethan stood at the edge of the smoldering ruin, his body aching, his mind drowning in the weight of what had been done.Dubai’s skyline had changed overnight—one less tower standing.One less monster breathing.He should have felt something.Relief. Satisfaction. A sense of victory.But there was nothing.Only smoke, ash, and silence.The Dominion was gone.Their networks dismantled, their leaders dead, scattered, or in hiding.The underworld had changed in a single night, shifting like tectonic plates beneath his feet.And the world had noticed.The media had already begun spinning their stories.“Elliot Enterprises CEO Linked to Mysterious Power Shift.”“The Fall of The Dominion—A New Global Order?”“Ethan Elliot: The Man Who Killed the Shadows.”Some feared him.Some worshipped him.Some wanted him dead.None of it mattered.Because Ethan was done.Lisa was gone.Malik was gone.His empire was still standing, but it wasn’t his anymore.He had spent years clawing his way to the top,
CHAPTER 275
3:00… 2:59… 2:58…The countdown blazed across the massive penthouse screen.Ethan’s fingers tightened around Emery’s collar."Where is it?" His voice was a low growl, lethal.Emery coughed, blood staining his teeth. "Wouldn’t you like to know?"2:30… 2:29…Ethan yanked him forward, shaking him violently. "Tell me where the bomb is, or I swear I will—""Kill me?" Emery smirked, weak but smug. "That’s what I want, Ethan."Ethan’s breath came sharp. Every fiber of his body screamed to end him.But the clock was running out.Lisa’s voice echoed in his head."Don’t become them…"2:00… 1:59…Ethan dropped Emery.He turned on his heel, ignoring the bastard’s laughter as he scanned the penthouse for any sign of the bomb.Then—he saw it.A black case embedded inside the structural framework of the tower, wires running across the walls like a web of death.The fail-safe was wired into the building itself.Emery had planned this well.There was no stopping the countdown.1:30… 1:29…He had to ge
CHAPTER 274
Ethan moved first.No hesitation. No mercy.His fist slammed into Emery’s face, sending him crashing into a marble pillar.The impact cracked the surface, shards of stone crumbling to the floor.But Emery didn’t collapse.He grinned through the blood."That’s it, Ethan," he rasped, wiping his split lip. "No more business deals. No more negotiations. Just war."Ethan didn’t answer.Words were pointless now.Lisa was gone.The Dominion had burned his empire.Now, he would burn them.Emery launched himself forward, faster than Ethan expected.A knife flashed in his hand.Ethan twisted—**barely dodging—**but the blade still grazed his ribs.Pain flared, hot and sharp, but he didn’t slow.Instead, he caught Emery’s wrist and twisted.CRACK.The knife clattered to the floor.Emery hissed, his arm hanging limp, dislocated.But he still laughed."Come on," he taunted. "You’re holding back."Ethan’s rage snapped.He drove his knee into Emery’s gut, knocking the air from his lungs.As Emery dou
CHAPTER 273
The Burj Dominion towered over Dubai, a fortress of wealth, power, and secrecy. A structure built on the backs of the world’s most corrupt elites, designed to withstand anything.Anything but him.Ethan was coming.Inside the penthouse, Emery Calloway stood before the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, the city sprawling beneath him in a tapestry of golden lights. He swirled the whiskey in his glass, watching the skyline with an air of amusement.Behind him, a war was brewing.Guards flooded the lower floors, rifles loaded, body armor strapped on, comms crackling with rapid orders. The entire tower was on lockdown.But Emery wasn’t afraid.He had been waiting for this."Sir, we should evacuate," one of his lieutenants suggested, nervous.Emery smirked, tilting his glass to his lips. "No."The man hesitated. "With all due respect, sir, Elliot is—""Exactly where I want him." Emery placed the glass down with a deliberate clink. "Let him in."The lieutenant paled. "Sir?"Emery turned, his
CHAPTER 272
Ethan didn’t remember getting into the car.Didn’t remember the high-speed chase through the city, weaving through traffic, running red lights, ignoring the screaming sirens behind him.All he saw was her face on that screen.Lisa.Still alive.Barely breathing, but still there.And if he was even a second too late?He wouldn’t let himself think about it.Mike’s voice crackled over the comm. “Ethan, you need to slow down. We don’t know what we’re walking into.”Ethan’s grip tightened on the wheel. “I don’t care.”Because this wasn’t about strategy anymore.This was personal.The warehouse loomed ahead, an abandoned Dominion facility on the city outskirts.Ethan didn’t wait. Didn’t plan.He crashed the car straight through the front gate, metal screeching as he tore past the defenses.Gunfire erupted. Bullets slammed into the car, glass shattering.Ethan was already out, already moving.His gun spat fire as he carved a path through The Dominion soldiers.Each shot was precise. Lethal.
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Ethan had sensed the setup the moment the lights cut out.Too quiet. Too clean.Then—the explosion.The front door blasted inward, a shockwave ripping through the safe house. Glass shattered, furniture splintered, smoke curled through the air like a phantom’s breath.Ethan was already moving before the dust settled.They were here.The Dominion’s kill squad—The Reapers.Silent. Precise. Deadly.Dark figures poured in through the smoke, rifles raised, laser sights flickering like red stars in the haze.Ethan ducked, rolled, and fired.A single headshot took out the first.A knife to the throat silenced the second.Malik was beside him, a shadow of destruction. A brutal strike to the gut, a bullet between the ribs—two Reapers fell instantly.But they kept coming.Ethan’s mind worked ten steps ahead.They didn’t just want him dead.They wanted him contained.Cut off. Cornered. Executed.Too bad.They had underestimated the wrong man.Ethan moved like a ghost through the gunfire, slipping
CHAPTER 270
The world had changed.Aldrich Vaughn was dead. Executed in his own home. His dirty secrets broadcasted to the world, his name dragged through the mud.It wasn’t a quiet, clean hit. Ethan had made sure of that.Now?Everyone was watching.For the first time, The Dominion was exposed.They weren’t untouchable anymore.And that terrified them.Inside an underground Dominion control center, Emery Calloway stood motionless.Multiple screens flickered, each one showing the same headline."Former U.S. Senator Aldrich Vaughn found executed—Massive corruption scandal unraveling.""Who is behind the murder of one of America’s most powerful political figures?""The world’s elite in chaos—How deep does this conspiracy go?"Emery’s fingers tightened into a fist.Vaughn was supposed to be protected. Untouchable. A symbol of The Dominion’s absolute power.Yet Ethan had wiped him from existence in a single night.“We underestimated him.”The voice came from one of his lieutenants, a man in a pristin
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Ethan sat in the dimly lit warehouse, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the cold steel of his gun. The room smelled of dust and rusted metal, but the air was thick with something else—vengeance.Tonight, the war truly began.Across the room, Malik slid a tablet across the table. “He’s at his estate. Surrounded by security. Cameras, guards, high-tech defenses. A fortress.”Ethan barely glanced at the screen. “It won’t be enough.”Mike leaned forward. “You sure about this? If we start picking them off, The Dominion will come at us harder than ever.”Ethan’s gaze was sharp, unwavering. “Good. Let them.”Aldrich Vaughn was a snake in a suit—a corrupt politician who had sold out his own people for power.More importantly?He was one of the architects of Lisa’s abduction.And tonight? He would pay.Ethan’s plan wasn’t just about killing him.That would be too easy.No, Ethan would destroy his empire first. Strip him of his power, his money, his influence.Then, and only then, would h