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If The Black Hawk is protecting her, then she’s either a liability or an asset they can’t afford to lose. Either way, I need to talk to her.“Harper,” Ethan said, “any other ways into the penthouse?”“There’s a service elevator,” Harper replied.“It’s off the grid and only accessible through the maintenance level. If you can get there, I can override the controls and take you straight to her floor.”Ethan nodded.“That’s our way in.”Lisa hesitated.“And when we get there? What if she’s not cooperative?”Ethan’s eyes hardened.“Then we find out why.”As they prepared to move, Ethan’s phone buzzed with an incoming call.The number was blocked. He answered, his instincts on high alert.“Ethan Elliot,” a distorted voice said.“You don’t know me, but I know you.”Ethan’s grip tightened on the phone.“Who is this?”“That’s not important,” the voice replied. “What matters is that you’re walking into dangerous territory. If you value your life, stop chasing Margaret Reid.”Ethan’s jaw clench
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The drive to the remote coastal town was long and quiet, save for the rhythmic crash of the waves visible from the winding road.Ethan’s mind churned with possibilities as he gripped the steering wheel tightly, Lisa seated beside him, her brow furrowed with concern.“Are you sure about this?” Lisa finally asked, breaking the silence.Ethan’s eyes remained on the road.“No. But if Margaret is the key to unraveling The Black Hawk’s plans, we can’t afford to let her slip away.”Lisa frowned.“And what if she’s not? What if she’s just another pawn, or worse, working for them willingly?”Ethan glanced at her.“Then I need to know why. If she’s connected to The Black Hawk, she’s a liability. If she’s being used, she’s a potential ally. Either way, she holds answers.”Harper’s voice crackled through the comms.“I’ve run every trace on her accounts and movements. She’s been off the grid for weeks, but this town fits her last known coordinates. She’s either hiding, or someone wants her hidden.
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 188
Ethan’s voice hardened.“If they find you before I get the truth, you won’t get another chance to explain yourself.”Margaret hesitated, glancing over her shoulder as if expecting someone—or something. Finally, she sighed and opened the door fully, motioning for him to come inside.The interior was sparse but cozy, with mismatched furniture and the faint scent of the ocean lingering in the air.Margaret gestured for Ethan to sit, though she remained standing, her arms crossed defensively.“Talk,” she said, her tone curt.Ethan leaned forward, his voice firm.“You’re tied to The Black Hawk. Whether you’re working with them or being used by them, I need to know why.”Margaret’s expression darkened.“I have no ties to The Black Hawk. I’ve spent my life avoiding their reach.”“Then explain the offshore accounts,” Ethan pressed.“Explain the encrypted messages linked to your name. Explain why my grandfather went to such lengths to hide your existence.”Margaret flinched at the mention of h
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 189
The bullet tore through the window, shattering glass everywhere.I barely had time to react before I grabbed Margaret and pulled her to the ground."Well, that was subtle," I muttered, pressing my back against the wall as another shot rang out, embedding itself in the wooden beam above us.Margaret trembled slightly, her tough act cracking just a bit."They found me," she whispered.I rolled my eyes."Oh, really? I thought we were just getting a surprise home renovation."Lisa’s voice crackled in my earpiece."Sniper’s moving—north ridge, about 200 yards. I’m going after him.""Try to leave him breathing," I shot back."I have questions.""You and your damn questions," Lisa grumbled, then went silent.I turned to Margaret."Alright, princess, time to move. Unless you enjoy being a sitting duck."She hesitated, her eyes darting toward the window."They won’t stop."I gave her a deadpan look."Yeah, well, neither do I. Difference is, I shoot back."Grabbing her arm, I led her through th
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 190
"Or we drive into an ambush," I countered."Pick your poison, hotshot."I swerved left, tires screeching as we shot down a narrow road. The docks loomed ahead—rusted warehouses, shipping containers stacked like a maze. It was perfect."Stay down," I told Margaret.She shot me a look. "You don’t get to boss me around."I snorted. "You sure? ‘Cause I just did."The SUVs followed us in, but I knew these types—trained for straight-line chases, not urban obstacle courses. I slammed on the brakes and jerked the wheel, skidding sideways behind a row of shipping containers.Margaret gasped, gripping the door handle like it was her lifeline. "Are you insane?!""Possibly," I admitted, then grabbed my gun. "Stay put."I jumped out, keeping low as I moved around the containers. The SUVs slowed, their occupants hesitating."Harper," I muttered into the comms. "Can you jam their communications?""Already on it.""God, I love you.""Yeah, yeah," Harper said dryly. "Buy me dinner first."I positioned
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 191
Margaret sat in the back seat, arms crossed, still shaken from the sniper attack but holding onto that same guarded defiance.Lisa watched her closely, her suspicion evident.I kept my eyes on the road, driving away from the chaos and toward our next move."Alright, princess," I said, my patience wearing thin."Time to spill. Who is the real heir?"Margaret exhaled sharply, reaching into her coat.I tensed, but instead of a weapon, she pulled out a small brass key and held it between her fingers."This," she said, "is the key to a safety deposit box in a private bank downtown. Inside are documents that will give you the truth about the real Silent Heir."Lisa leaned forward."And you just happen to have this key on you?"Margaret shot her a look."I’ve been waiting for the right time to use it. Clearly, my time is running out."I glanced at the key."And why should I trust that this isn’t another game?"Margaret smirked."Because if I wanted you dead, you’d already be buried."I snort
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I exhaled."Victoria is the real heir. The Silent Heir. My grandfather hid her existence, made sure she had access to power, but always from behind the curtain. And she’s been using her connection to The Black Hawk."Lisa cursed under her breath."I knew she was ambitious, but this? This is something else."I leaned back in the chair, gripping the papers.How the hell did I not see this?Victoria had always been there—clever, strategic, dangerous in ways that made even seasoned businessmen nervous. And now I knew why.My own sister had been playing the game better than all of us.I locked the documents back inside and stood."I need to get out of here before—"The door clicked shut behind me.I turned.Victoria stood in the doorway, dressed in an elegant black coat, her heels clicking against the marble floor as she stepped forward. A slow, cold smile curved her lips."You’ve finally caught up, haven’t you?"I didn’t move, didn’t blink, just held her gaze."I was wondering when you’d
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 193
I sat across from Victoria in a private lounge, high above the city skyline.The room was dimly lit, modern, and way too comfortable for a conversation like this.She had chosen the place, of course—some exclusive club where the rich whispered secrets over overpriced whiskey.Victoria poured herself a drink, swirling the amber liquid before taking a slow sip. She didn’t offer me one.“You don’t trust me,” she said, her voice smooth, almost amused.I leaned back, arms crossed.“That’s because I know you.”She smirked. “Do you? Or did you just finally start paying attention?”I held her gaze.“You’re the Silent Heir.”She tilted her glass toward me.“Congratulations. You cracked the code.”“You’ve been running things behind the scenes. You’ve been manipulating deals, pulling strings. And now you expect me to believe you’re some kind of guardian for the family?”She sighed, setting her drink down.“Ethan, the Elliot name has always been a target. Grandfather knew it. Father ignored it.
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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
