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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
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 192
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.
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 194
Working with Victoria felt like striking a deal with the devil.Every instinct screamed at me not to trust her, but if she really knew who was pulling The Black Hawk’s strings, then I couldn’t afford to walk away.Not yet.I made one thing clear—she wasn’t running the show.“You’ll get what you asked for,” I told her, standing in the dimly lit safehouse we’d set up for our first move.“But if you step out of line, I won’t hesitate to put you down.”Victoria’s lips curled into that infuriating smirk of hers.“Relax, dear brother. I wouldn’t dream of betraying you. Not yet, anyway.”Lisa exhaled loudly from the corner.“This is a mistake.”Harris, who had been watching quietly, finally spoke.“She’s useful for now, but I don’t trust her any more than I trust a loaded gun pointed at my head.”Victoria chuckled. “Oh, Harris. I missed you too.”I ignored the bickering and turned my focus to the table in front of us, where maps, documents, and surveillance photos of The Black Hawk’s remaini
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 195
The next step was taking out one of The Black Hawk’s major communication hubs—a heavily guarded warehouse that served as an intelligence center.This time, the approach wasn’t so smooth.Harris and I led the assault again, but something felt off. The guards were waiting for us, more prepared than usual.“Victoria, you sure we weren’t tipped off?” I asked, ducking behind cover as bullets flew overhead.Her voice came through steady.“I wouldn’t waste my time setting you up, Ethan. If I wanted you dead, I’d have done it myself.”That was… oddly reassuring.After an intense firefight, we secured the building and began combing through the intel stored inside.That’s when I found it.A locked safe, hidden behind a false wall in the back office.“Lisa, get over here,” I called, my pulse quickening.She worked her magic, cracking the safe in under a minute.Inside was a hard drive labeled with a single word: “Providence.”I plugged it into a nearby terminal and clicked on the first file.A g
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 196
My blood boiled.“You ordered the hit on our father. And you have the audacity to act like this is nothing?”Victoria tilted her head slightly.“Think, Ethan. Do you really believe I’d be that careless? That I’d leave behind evidence of something so incriminating?”Lisa narrowed her eyes.“So, what? You’re saying this is fake?”Victoria exhaled, tapping a manicured finger against the table.“No, I’m saying it was staged. A necessary move to gain The Black Hawk’s trust. Do you have any idea what it took to infiltrate them? To get them to believe I was truly on their side?”I didn’t answer.My gut told me not to believe her, but there was logic in what she was saying.Victoria leaned forward, her voice smooth, calculated.“If I hadn’t played my role perfectly, The Black Hawk would have seen through me in seconds. That recording? It was never meant to reach you. It was meant to solidify my position within their ranks. And it worked.”Harris let out a sharp breath.“That’s convenient.”Vi
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CHAPTER 255
Lisa slammed her hands on the table. “This isn’t your fight anymore, Ethan.”Ethan barely blinked. His eyes stayed locked on the black screen. The last image of the hacker’s lifeless body was burned into his mind.The Dominion had sent a message.They weren’t hiding. They were calling him out.Mike leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. “Lisa’s right. We don’t even know what we’re dealing with. The Serpent wanted power—these people? They don’t want power. They want to burn everything down.”Ethan’s jaw tightened. “Then I’ll make sure they burn first.”Lisa exhaled sharply, stepping closer. “You can’t fight ghosts, Ethan. The Dominion doesn’t operate like The Serpent. They don’t have a throne for you to take, or a leader to kill. They exist in the shadows, rewriting history as they go. You go to war with them?”She shook her head. “You disappear.”Ethan didn’t flinch. “Then I’ll make them regret calling me out.”Lisa groaned in frustration. “Are you even listening to yourself?”Mike c
CHAPTER 254
Lisa and Mike stood behind him, tension thick in the air.On the screen, a single message blinked.The Serpent was just a game. The Dominion is the real endgame.Ethan’s jaw tightened. His grip on the desk was steel.This wasn’t just another power shift. This was something else.Lisa folded her arms. “We spent years tracking The Serpent. They had networks, bank accounts, layers of corruption to expose. But these people?” She gestured at the screen. “It’s like they don’t even exist.”Mike leaned in, his voice low. “That’s what makes them worse.”Ethan exhaled slowly, forcing himself to think. The Serpent had always operated in shadows—but they still had a face. A structure.Celeste had needed power. Control. Fear.But The Dominion?They wanted something else.Something bigger. Something deeper.And the worst part?They had been watching him the entire time.Ethan’s fingers moved quickly over the keyboard, scanning through the limited digital footprint The Dominion had left behind.Noth
CHAPTER 253
The Colosseum was quiet. Too quiet.Ethan stood motionless over Celeste’s lifeless body, blood pooling beneath her, soaking into the ancient stone. His heartbeat should have slowed, his breath should have steadied, but something inside him refused to settle.His fists were still clenched, knuckles raw and torn. His muscles ached from the fight, a dull throb spreading through his ribs where Celeste had landed her last vicious hit. He had won.And yet—It didn’t feel like victory.For years, The Serpent had been the force in the shadows, the empire that had ruled nations, corporations, and crime syndicates alike. And now? It was gone.Celeste was gone.So why did it feel like something wasn’t right?Then, his phone had buzzed.Just moments after Celeste’s final breath.A simple message. Anonymous. Encrypted."The Serpent’s death was necessary. Now, it’s time for something even greater."Ethan’s jaw tightened. His grip on the phone almost cracked the screen.Someone had been waiting for
CHAPTER 252
The Colosseum was silent now, a hollow shell of its former glory.Ethan stood at the edge, staring down at the bloodstained ground where Celeste had fallen. The woman who had haunted his past, shaped his present, and nearly dictated his future—gone.The war was over.But he felt nothing.He should have felt victory. Relief. Something.Instead, there was only the weight of emptiness.For years, his life had been defined by this battle. By the war against The Serpent. By proving that he wasn’t just another Elliot heir, another cog in the machine.But now?He was free.And for the first time in his life, he had no idea what the hell to do next.Lisa and Mike stood behind him, waiting.Waiting for orders. Waiting for direction.Waiting for the next move.But Ethan had nothing to give them.Lisa broke the silence first. “We should leave.”Her voice was calm, measured—but there was an edge to it. A quiet urgency.Ethan didn’t move.Mike exhaled, rubbing a hand over his face. “She’s right, m
CHAPTER 251
The world slowed.Celeste lay on the cold, ancient stone of the Colosseum, her breath shallow, her body trembling from the pain. Blood pooled beneath her, dark and glistening under the moonlight.Ethan stood above her, breathing hard, his fists still clenched. His knuckles were raw, split open from the battle, but the pain didn’t matter.He had won.The fight had been brutal. Relentless.Celeste had matched him in every way—strength, speed, ruthlessness. She had fought with the desperation of someone who refused to accept defeat.But in the end?Fate had already decided.Celeste coughed, a weak, bitter laugh escaping her lips. Blood stained her teeth.Ethan didn’t move.He didn’t need to.She was done.Lisa and Mike stood at the edge of the arena, their weapons raised, ready to intervene if needed. But Ethan knew this was his fight alone.Celeste lifted her head slightly, her golden eyes meeting his. Even now, dying, there was defiance in them.“You think this is victory?” she rasped.
CHAPTER 250
Rome’s Colosseum loomed before him, bathed in the golden glow of streetlights.It was empty. Silent. A graveyard of past warriors.Fitting.Ethan walked toward the center of the ruins, his steps slow, controlled. He could hear the faint whispers of history in the walls, the echoes of gladiators who had stood here before him.And then—She was there.Celeste.She stood on the opposite side of the arena, dressed in all black, her silhouette framed by the shadows.There were no guards. No weapons.Just her.Ethan stopped a few feet away, his expression unreadable. “A gladiator fight? Really?”Celeste smirked. “Seemed appropriate.”Her eyes gleamed in the low light. “This isn’t about winning, Ethan. It’s about proving who we were meant to be.”Ethan’s jaw tightened. “I already know who I am.”Celeste tilted her head. “Do you?”She stepped closer, her voice soft but sharp.“You were born for this. The blood in your veins—your grandfather, your father, your entire legacy—it was always leadi
CHAPTER 249
They relocated to a temporary hideout—a secluded warehouse on the outskirts of the city, far from the burning wreckage of Ethan’s past.Terminator X was already inside, sifting through surveillance feeds. His expression was grim. “She’s not slowing down. The Serpent is moving like an army. Every asset she controls is being mobilized.”Ethan sat at the table, studying a digital map of The Serpent’s reach. It was worse than he expected.Banking institutions. Military supply chains. Private security firms.Celeste wasn’t just conquering the world. She was rewriting its foundation.Lisa leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “Even if we find an opening, it’s not enough. You don’t have an empire anymore, Ethan. You’re outnumbered. Outgunned.”Ethan smirked. “That just makes me unpredictable.”Mike gave him a skeptical look. “That’s not a strategy.”Ethan’s smirk faded. “It’s the only one we’ve got.”The room went silent when Ethan’s phone buzzed.A message.From her.CEL: One final game.M
CHAPTER 248
The black SUV screeched down an empty Dubai street as Ethan slammed the door behind him.Lisa floored the gas pedal. Mike was in the backseat, reloading his weapon.Ethan barely had time to breathe. His pulse pounded.He turned to Lisa. “Did you see it?”She nodded grimly. “Yeah. Every damn screen. They’ve already taken over.”Mike exhaled sharply. “This isn’t just about you anymore, man. This is global.”Ethan pressed his fingers to his temple.The Serpent had always been powerful, but this?This was different.Celeste hadn’t just expanded. She had replaced the existing world order with something else entirely.And now?There was no hiding.Either he fought back, or the world burned.Lisa’s voice was low. “What’s the move?”Ethan’s jaw tightened.“First, we go home.”The Elliot estate was already burning when they arrived.Ethan stepped out of the car, the roar of the flames deafening against the night sky.His home.His empire.The place where he had built everything.Lisa swore und
CHAPTER 247
Ethan’s breath slowed.She wasn’t bluffing.Something was wrong.Lisa’s voice crackled urgently in his earpiece. “Ethan—get out of there. Now.”Too late.The doors locked behind him.Ethan turns, realizing he’s surrounded. The Final Coup has already begun—and Celeste planned for every move he made.Ethan stood in the center of the grand summit hall, trapped.Celeste’s smirk was one of quiet victory, her glass of champagne catching the golden light. Around him, the exit doors locked with a quiet hiss, and uniformed guards—Serpent operatives—moved into position.This wasn’t just a meeting.It was a declaration of war.And Celeste had played him perfectly.The murmurs in the room grew as the high-ranking officials—the world’s most powerful people—realized they weren’t just guests.They were hostages.Celeste raised her glass, her voice smooth, commanding.“Ladies and gentlemen,” she said, letting her gaze sweep across the room, owning the space like a queen before her court. “For too lon
