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THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 171
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
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 172
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
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 173
The seconds on the bomb ticked down mercilessly.The rhythmic beeping grew faster, echoing in Ethan's ears as he struggled with the locked passage.His palms were slick with sweat, his breathing controlled but urgent.“Harper!” Ethan barked into the comms.“I need that door open now!”“I’m almost there!” Harper’s voice came back, tense and focused.“Just hold on!”Ethan glanced at the bomb, its red numbers blinking: 00:15.He gritted his teeth. This is going to be close.Lisa’s frantic voice crackled through the earpiece.“Ethan, you have to move! If Harper can’t override it in time—”“I’m not dying here,” Ethan snapped, cutting her off.With a final push, the hidden door clicked and slid open.“Go, Ethan!” Harper shouted.Ethan lunged into the narrow passage, the steel door sliding shut behind him just as the bomb detonated.The blast rocked the villa, the force throwing Ethan forward into the dark passage.Heat and debris surged behind him, slamming into the walls and sending shards
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 174
Harper’s voice returned, sharper now.“Wait—there’s something else. I’m intercepting a live message. It’s from Lawrence, sent to Volkov.”“Play it,” Ethan ordered.The audio crackled before Lawrence’s voice came through, cold and calculating.“Volkov, the arrangements are in place. The shipments must arrive on schedule. Once I’ve eliminated Ethan, the rest of the Elliots will fall in line.”Ethan’s chest tightened as the message continued.“I’ve spent my life in their shadow,” Lawrence said bitterly.“That ends now. By the time this is over, the family name will be mine. The empire will be mine. And Ethan will be nothing but a bad memory.”The message ended, leaving a heavy silence in its wake.Lisa’s voice was barely above a whisper.“He’s planning to kill you.”Ethan exhaled slowly, his mind racing.Lawrence’s obsession with the family name is driving him to destroy everything. He won’t stop until he’s torn it all down.“We won’t let him,” Ethan said, his voice hard.“Harper, can yo
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 175
As the next item—a high-powered drone system—was brought to the stage, Harper’s voice came through.“I’ve got him. Back left corner, near the VIP section. He’s negotiating with Volkov.”Ethan’s gaze flicked subtly to the corner of the room.There he was—Lawrence, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, his posture exuding confidence.He stood beside Anton Volkov, the notorious arms dealer whose icy demeanor seemed to chill the very air around him.“Got him,” Ethan murmured.“Be careful,” Lisa’s voice chimed in.“Volkov isn’t someone you want to cross.”Ethan smirked faintly.“Noted.”From his vantage point, Ethan could see the tension in their conversation.Lawrence gestured toward a blueprint Volkov held, clearly pushing for something specific.Ethan’s pulse quickened.What’s so important that you’re willing to risk this meeting, Lawrence?Ethan rose from his seat, casually blending into the crowd as he edged closer to the VIP section.He picked up a champagne flute from a passing tr
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 176
The auction hall erupted in a flurry of noise and panic as Lawrence’s men sprang into action, drawing weapons and closing in on Ethan.Guests screamed, some ducking for cover behind the opulent weapon displays, while others scrambled toward the exits.Ethan, standing tall amidst the chaos, scanned the room quickly, his mind calculating every possible move.“Harper,” Ethan barked into his earpiece.“give me something. I need an escape route.”Harper’s voice crackled back, urgent and tense.“Emergency exits are blocked. Your best bet is to create a distraction and head for the east wing. It connects to the secondary hangar.”Ethan ducked as a bullet shattered a glass display behind him.No time for subtlety. I need to end this quickly.He grabbed a nearby chair and hurled it at the nearest attacker, the heavy metal connecting with a sickening thud.The man went down, and Ethan surged forward, disarming another operative with a swift twist of his wrist before sending him sprawling with a
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Ethan didn’t flinch.“So is Lawrence. And when this is over, you’ll wish you’d stayed out of it.”Volkov sneered but gestured to his men to stand down.“Fine. The deal is off. But don’t think for a second that this is the end of our interaction.”“Likewise,” Ethan said, lowering his weapon slightly but keeping his guard up.The furious arms dealer turned to his guards.“Clear this place out. Everyone. Now.”As Volkov’s men began forcing the remaining guests and operatives toward the exits, Ethan scanned the room for Lawrence.His half-uncle was nowhere to be seen.“Harper,” Ethan said, his tone sharp.“where’s Lawrence?”Harper’s voice came through, tense.“I’m tracking him. He’s heading toward the parking lot, west side.”Ethan cursed under his breath.Of course, he’d slip away the moment things turned south.“I’m going after him,” Ethan said.“Be careful,” Lisa urged.“If he’s running, it’s because he has a plan.”Ethan sprinted through the east wing, dodging fleeing guests and avoi
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 178
The recorder’s cryptic message replayed in Ethan’s mind as he sat in the mansion’s war room, the air thick with tension.“This ends where it began.”Those words lingered, taunting him.Where it began... The original Elliot estate. That’s where he’s leading me.Harper’s voice broke the silence through the comms.“Ethan, I’ve cross-referenced the message with Lawrence’s movements. He’s heading to the original estate, the one your grandfather built.”Ethan nodded grimly.“I should’ve seen it earlier. The estate is the cornerstone of the Elliot legacy. If he destroys it, he’ll destroy everything it symbolizes.”Lisa leaned forward, her tone sharp with urgency.“He won’t stop there, Ethan. If he’s desperate enough to stage something this big, he’s not planning on leaving anyone standing.”Harris entered the room, armed and ready.“My team’s prepped. We’ll follow your lead. But if the estate is rigged with explosives, this could turn ugly fast.”“It’s already ugly,” Ethan said, his tone col
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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
