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THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 132
The haunting melody of the waltz filled the grand ballroom, and Ethan guided Lisa through the swirling mass of masked dancers.They moved with calculated precision, pretending to lose themselves in the rhythm while their eyes scanned the crowd.Lisa leaned in, her voice barely audible over the music.“The man with the hawk lapel pin is heading toward the stage.”Ethan glanced subtly in the direction she indicated.The man slipped through the throng of guests, his movements deliberate, until he reached the gala host standing near the microphone.“He’s making his move,” Ethan murmured.“Stay close.”As they danced closer to the stage, Ethan’s sharp eyes caught the man whispering to the host.The host nodded, glancing around nervously before stepping aside.“I’m going to intercept him,” Ethan said.Lisa tightened her grip on his hand.“Be careful.”Ethan released her and navigated through the crowd, his movements smooth yet purposeful.As the man turned to leave the stage area, Ethan ste
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 133
The ballroom was a cacophony of panicked screams and echoing footsteps.Guests in elegant attire jostled each other in their desperate bid to escape, the once-grand event reduced to utter chaos.Ethan’s sharp eyes scanned the frenzied crowd, locking onto a masked figure slipping through the throng with calculated movements.“That’s them,” he muttered, signaling his guards.“Don’t lose sight of the one in the black mask.”Lisa, at his side, tightened her grip on his arm.“Be careful, Ethan. Whoever they are, they’re dangerous.”“I don’t have a choice,” Ethan replied, breaking into a sprint.“Stay close and keep your head down.”The masked figure glanced over their shoulder, their movements quickening as they realized they were being followed.Ethan’s guards fanned out, attempting to cut off their escape route.Ethan weaved through the panicked crowd, pushing past guests and dodging overturned chairs.The masked figure darted toward a side door, slipping through with ease.“Block the ex
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 134
The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie silver glow over the Elliot family cemetery.Rows of ornate gravestones stood like silent sentinels, their inscriptions weathered by time.Ethan and Lisa stepped cautiously through the thick mist that clung to the ground, the crunch of gravel beneath their feet the only sound breaking the silence.“This place is unsettling,” Lisa muttered, hugging her coat tighter around her.“Are you sure this is where we’ll find answers?”Ethan nodded, his expression grim.“If the note is right, the answers have been here all along.”They reached the largest monument in the cemetery, a towering granite tombstone engraved with the name Edward Elliot—Ethan’s grandfather.The words “A Legacy Built to Last” were inscribed beneath the name.“Here we are,” Ethan said, his voice low.He knelt in front of the grave, running his fingers over the edges of the base.“There has to be something hidden. He wouldn’t leave a clue like that for no reason.”Lisa crouched
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 135
The cemetery erupted in chaos as another shot cracked through the night, striking a gravestone inches from Ethan’s head.He and Lisa ducked behind another marker, their breaths quick and shallow.The distant glint of the sniper’s scope flickered from the treeline.“They’re not letting up,” Lisa whispered, her voice trembling.“They’re trying to keep us pinned,” Ethan said, gripping his pistol tightly.“We need to hold until backup arrives.”Another bullet whizzed past, chipping away at the stone shielding them.Lisa flinched, her knuckles white as she clutched the edge of the gravestone.“What do we do?” she asked, panic creeping into her tone.Ethan peeked out briefly before ducking back.“We fight.”He fired two shots in the sniper’s direction, the sound echoing across the graveyard.“Ethan,” Lisa said urgently, pointing toward a shadowy figure moving between the gravestones.“There’s more than one of them!”Ethan’s jaw tightened.“Figures. They wouldn’t send a single shooter for so
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 136
The abandoned airfield loomed in the distance, its crumbling hangars and runways bathed in the faint glow of floodlights.Ethan crouched behind a ridge with his strike team, surveying the facility through binoculars.Armed guards patrolled the perimeter, while surveillance drones buzzed through the air, scanning for intruders.“They’ve fortified this place,” Lisa said softly, crouched beside him.She had insisted on joining despite Ethan’s protests, her resolve unshaken.“They’re protecting something big,” Ethan replied, lowering the binoculars.“This isn’t just a stronghold—it’s their nerve center.”One of his team members, a seasoned operative named Harris, leaned in.“What’s the play, sir? A frontal assault would be suicide with those drones.”Ethan smirked.“We’re not walking in through the front door. We use the chaos to our advantage. Harris, take a team to the east perimeter. Create a diversion—smoke grenades, flashbangs, the works. Keep their attention focused there.”Harris n
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 137
The dim light inside the heavily guarded hangar cast long shadows across the expanse of the space, revealing a sleek private jet fueled and ready for takeoff.Ethan led his team through the maze of crates and machinery, his pistol drawn, every nerve on edge.“Stay sharp,” he muttered to Lisa, who followed closely behind.“This is it.”Guards patrolled the perimeter of the jet, but their movements were rushed, distracted.The chaos outside the airfield was working in Ethan’s favor.Lisa whispered, “Do you think the leader’s already inside?”“We’re about to find out,” Ethan replied grimly.He signaled for his team to fan out and create a perimeter.As they crept closer, the hangar doors groaned, and a figure emerged from the shadows near the jet’s stairs.Ethan’s breath caught as the man stepped into the light—a tall, sharp-featured figure with an air of calculated control.“Elias Kane,” Ethan muttered under his breath.Lisa’s eyes widened. “That’s him? The Black Hawk leader?”Ethan nodd
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The Lisa by his side began to glitch, her image flickering as the truth was revealed—she was a projection, a clever hologram.Ethan’s mind raced, his fury directed at Kane.“What do you want?”Kane’s expression darkened.“You have a choice, Ethan. You can stop me from escaping and end this little dance of ours. Or you can save her.”The live feed shifted to show a timer on the wall next to Lisa: 00:15:00 and counting down.Kane gestured to the screen.“When that timer hits zero, the room she’s in will be flooded with a gas that’s... less than forgiving. But hey, you’re a resourceful man. Maybe you’ll figure it out in time. Or maybe you won’t.”Ethan’s chest tightened.“You’re a coward,” he spat.“No, Ethan,” Kane said, his tone chillingly calm.“I’m a survivor. And tonight, you’ll prove what you really care about: your precious family legacy or the woman who’s been your anchor.”Ethan’s mind raced as he weighed his options.His team was positioned around the hangar, ready to take out
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 139
The dawn broke over the smoldering remains of the airfield, the first rays of sunlight casting a golden hue over the blackened wreckage.Ethan stood at the edge of the tarmac, his expression grim as he watched his guards secure the area.The fight was over, but a gnawing sense of unease lingered in the pit of his stomach.Lisa approached quietly, her face pale but resolute.“Kane’s dead,” she said softly, as if saying it aloud would make it more real.“Does that mean it’s over?”Ethan shook his head, his gaze never leaving the horizon.“Not completely. Kane was the head of the snake, but syndicates like The Black Hawk don’t just disappear overnight. There’ll be others trying to step into his shoes.”Lisa crossed her arms, shivering slightly in the cool morning air.“Then what do we do now?”“We rebuild,” Ethan replied, his voice firm.“The Elliot family needs to be stronger than ever. If there are remnants of The Black Hawk left, they’ll come for us eventually. We need to be ready.”L
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CHAPTER 277
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.
CHAPTER 271
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
CHAPTER 269
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
