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Harper tapped on her tablet, bringing up historical records.“I did some digging on Lawrence. He disappeared from public view about twenty years ago. Before that, he worked in the financial sector, hopping between companies. Nothing criminal on record, but a lot of shady deals.”“Fits the profile,” Harris said.“He’s been operating in the shadows, feeding The Black Hawk intel to weaken us.”Lisa crossed her arms, her tone sharp.“And we didn’t see it until now because he’s been a ghost. A phantom moving just out of sight.”Ethan stared at the photograph of Lawrence included in the will—a younger man with sharp features and piercing eyes.You’ve been watching us this entire time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. But now, it’s my turn.“What else do we know about him?” Ethan asked.Harper swiped through her tablet.“Not much. He has no fixed address, no known associates. But if he’s working with The Black Hawk remnants, they might be hiding him.”Harris frowned.“We need to flu
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The soft glow of the mansion’s command room monitors reflected in Ethan’s eyes as he sifted through the mountain of information Harper had compiled.The more he learned about Lawrence’s activities, the tighter the knot in his stomach grew.“Shell companies,” Harper explained, pointing to a series of interconnected entities on the screen.“Dozens of them, all siphoning resources from Elliot Enterprises’ subsidiaries over the past decade.”Ethan’s jaw tightened.“How did this go unnoticed for so long?”“They were careful,” Harper replied.“Each transaction was small, spread out over multiple accounts. But when you piece it all together…”Harris leaned over the table, his expression grim.“It’s a fortune. Enough to bankroll The Black Hawk’s resurgence—and then some.”Ethan’s mind raced.Lawrence wasn’t just feeding The Black Hawk information—he was using the company to fund their operations. He’s been bleeding us dry from the inside.Lisa, seated beside him, shook her head in disbelief.
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The SUV sped through the city streets, Ethan and Harris in the front seats while a small team of guards followed close behind.The protective custody safe house was located on the outskirts of town, a modest building surrounded by unmarked police vehicles.Harris checked his weapon.“If Lawrence’s people know about this guy, they’ll hit hard. We need to be ready.”Ethan nodded, his thoughts racing.This witness could be the key to unraveling Lawrence’s entire operation. I can’t let him slip through my fingers.As they approached the safe house, the first signs of trouble appeared.One of the police vehicles was parked at an odd angle, its driver-side door open.Harris’s voice was tense. “Something’s wrong.”Ethan’s eyes narrowed. “Stay sharp.”The team entered the safe house cautiously, weapons drawn.The interior was eerily quiet, the faint hum of a television the only sound.“Clear the rooms,” Harris ordered.Ethan moved toward the back of the house, his instincts on high alert.He
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The Elliot mansion was a hive of activity as Ethan and his team worked tirelessly to prepare their next move.The witness they had rescued was in a secure location, his testimony meticulously documented.Harper combed through the files retrieved from Lawrence’s operations, piecing together the story that would expose him to the world.Ethan stood at the head of the command room, his focus unyielding.“We go public,” he said, his voice firm.“We’ve got the evidence. It’s time to show the world who Lawrence really is.”Lisa, seated beside him, nodded.“It’s the right move, Ethan. His alliances rely on the perception that he’s untouchable. If we shatter that, he loses his power base.”Harris leaned against the table, his arms crossed.“And if he retaliates?”Ethan’s jaw tightened. “He will. But we’ll be ready.”Harper glanced up from her screen.“I’ve compiled everything we have—financial records, shell companies, his ties to The Black Hawk. It’s airtight.”Ethan nodded.“Good. Schedule
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 169
The video evidence was like a flare in the darkness, illuminating a trail that led directly to Lawrence. Ethan stood in the command room, surrounded by his closest allies. The video played on a loop on the central monitor, each frame scrutinized for clues.Harper tapped on her keyboard, freezing the image of Lawrence sitting in the dimly lit room. “I’ve traced the metadata from the video. It was recorded two days ago at a luxury villa in Cypress Grove, an exclusive area surrounded by private security.”Harris crossed his arms, his expression grim. “A place like that isn’t just for lounging. He’s fortified it, probably with The Black Hawk remnants.”Ethan leaned over the table, studying the map Harper had pulled up. The villa was nestled on a hill, surrounded by dense forest and accessible by a single winding road.Lisa, seated next to Ethan, frowned. “If it’s so isolated, it’ll be nearly impossible to get close without being spotted.”“That’s why we don’t go through the front,” Ethan
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The moon cast a pale glow over the dense forest surrounding Lawrence’s fortress-like villa.The estate loomed ahead, its sharp angles and modern design illuminated by harsh floodlights.Ethan crouched behind a tree with Lisa and Harris, his sharp eyes scanning the property for weak points.Harper’s voice came through the earpiece, calm but urgent.“The perimeter is crawling with guards. They’ve got motion sensors along the eastern wall and a drone patrolling every five minutes. You’ll have a short window to breach the villa.”Ethan nodded. “Harris, you and the team take out the drone and neutralize the eastern sensors. Lisa and I will move in through the west entrance. Harper, keep us updated on their movements.”Lisa adjusted her gear, her face set with determination. “You think Lawrence is in there?”“He’s in there,” Ethan said grimly.He’s waiting for us, and he wants us to know it.Harris motioned to his team, their movements silent as they melted into the shadows.“Drone’s coming
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The hum of the steel shutters reverberated through the room as Ethan and Lawrence faced each other in the dimly lit study.The tension between them crackled like static in the air.Ethan’s grip on his weapon was firm, but he didn’t raise it. Not yet.Lawrence stood casually behind his ornate desk, his hands resting on the polished wood.His calm demeanor only added to Ethan’s simmering anger.“Why the theatrics, Lawrence?” Ethan asked, his voice cold.“You could’ve run, but instead, you lock us in here. What’s your endgame?”Lawrence smirked.“My endgame? Oh, Ethan, this is the endgame. I wanted to see the look on your face when you realized just how much you’ve already lost.”Ethan’s eyes narrowed.“You’ve been playing puppet master for years, feeding lies, manipulating from the shadows. But it ends tonight. No more games.”Lawrence chuckled, shaking his head.“You still don’t get it, do you? You think you’re the hero, the righteous heir fighting to save the family legacy. But your e
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The two men collided, grappling as the study descended into chaos.Ethan’s training gave him the upper hand, but Lawrence fought like a man with nothing to lose, his attacks wild and relentless.“You’ve spent your whole life protected by wealth and privilege,” Lawrence snarled, swinging a chair at Ethan. “Let’s see how you handle yourself without your guards.”Ethan ducked, countering with a sharp jab that sent Lawrence stumbling backward.“You’re right about one thing—I don’t need anyone else to deal with you.”They exchanged blows, the fight moving across the room.Books and decorative objects clattered to the floor as they struggled for dominance.Ethan finally managed to pin Lawrence against the desk, his forearm pressing into his half-uncle’s throat.“You’re done, Lawrence. Call off your plans and surrender.”Lawrence’s lips twisted into a smirk, even as he struggled to breathe.“You think I didn’t prepare for this?”Lawrence suddenly shifted his weight, shoving Ethan off balance
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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
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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
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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
