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THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 206
Ethan stepped into the dimly lit study, the scent of aged leather and cigar smoke clinging to the air.The man seated behind the grand oak desk was frail, his skin lined with the weight of decades, but his sharp eyes held no weakness.Sebastian Whitmore—once one of his grandfather’s most cutthroat business rivals—smirked as Ethan approached.“Well, well,” Whitmore rasped, swirling the amber liquid in his glass.“The last Elliot standing. I was wondering when you’d come knocking.”Ethan took a seat without invitation, his gaze unyielding.“You know why I’m here.”Whitmore chuckled, a sound laced with amusement and something darker.“Of course I do. You’re chasing ghosts, boy.” He took a slow sip, then set his glass down with a soft clink. “Or, more accurately, serpents.”Ethan leaned forward.“The Brotherhood of the Serpent. What do you know?”Whitmore exhaled sharply.“You think your grandfather was the only Elliot playing with snakes? Please. The Serpent doesn’t die—” his lips curled
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 207
Ethan stood on the edge of a deserted road as the coordinates burned in his mind—a hidden estate in the middle of nowhere.Against Lisa’s desperate pleas over the phone, he had chosen to go alone.Now, as he stepped out of his car into the cool night air, his pulse quickened with a mix of anticipation and dread."Are you sure about this, Ethan?" Lisa’s voice echoed through his earpiece, laden with worry."Absolutely," he replied curtly."Some battles are meant to be fought alone."The estate loomed ahead, its tall iron gates encrusted with rust and ivy. As Ethan pushed the gate open, he was greeted by the low murmur of voices and the clink of glasses.Inside, an eerie gathering unfolded in a grand hall.Masked figures clad in luxurious robes and ornate masks mingled with one another, toasting with crystal flutes filled with a mysterious amber liquid.A large banner across the ceiling read, in gilded letters, “Next Phase of Human Evolution.”Ethan’s eyes narrowed as he surveyed the sc
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 208
Ethan stood at the center, his expression a mixture of steely determination and growing disgust.Before him, Lucian Vale, adorned in his infamous gold serpent mask, slowly unsealed Ethan’s chosen envelope with a practiced smirk.Around them, masked figures in ornate robes watched silently, their eyes glittering with anticipation.Lucian’s gloved fingers unfolded the contents.“Well, well, look at this little token of your ‘loyalty,’ Ethan,” he sneered.He held up a faded photograph—a close-up image of one of Ethan’s most trusted allies, bound to a chair with a cold metal gun pointed at their head.The sight sent a shiver down Ethan’s spine, though his face remained impassive.“You want to lead?” Lucian taunted, his tone mocking.“Prove your strength. Eliminate the weak.”Ethan’s eyes narrowed, his mind swirling with indignation.This is abhorrent. I’m not a butcher. I won’t sacrifice my people for a twisted idea of power.“I’m not your executioner,” Ethan snapped, his voice low and ve
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 209
Ethan’s pulse pounded like a war drum as he sat in the quiet darkness of his safehouse, reviewing surveillance footage from the chaotic auction. The grainy video looped repeatedly on his laptop, and he leaned forward, squinting at the image on the screen. His instincts, honed by years of betrayal and battle, told him there was something unmistakably familiar about the masked figure lingering in the background."Harper, enhance that section, will you?" Ethan barked into his comm."On it, boss," Harper replied, her fingers flying over the keyboard.The screen flickered as the software sharpened the image. Ethan’s blood ran cold as the enhanced frame revealed the masked figure’s stance, his height, the slight limp in his walk. It was Lawrence—his imprisoned uncle.Ethan’s mind reeled. Lawrence? I thought he was locked away for good. He clenched his jaw, anger mingling with disbelief.He slammed his laptop shut and grabbed his coat. "I’m heading to the prison," he declared, his tone a mix
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 210
Ethan stood in his grandfather’s old study, the scent of aged books and faded cigar smoke lingering in the air. The room had remained untouched for years, a relic of another time.But tonight, it was more than just a museum of his family’s past—it was a puzzle waiting to be solved.Lisa leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, watching as Ethan pulled the books from the dusty shelves, searching.“You really think your grandfather left something behind? We’ve been over this room a hundred times.”Ethan didn’t respond.His instincts screamed that something was here, something buried beneath years of secrecy and wealth.The Serpent had left its mark on their family, and if his grandfather had known, there had to be proof.Then, he found it.A subtle groove in the wood near the bookshelf. Ethan pressed his fingers against it, and with a soft click, a hidden panel slid open.Behind it sat a small, steel safe.Lisa straightened.“You’ve got to be kidding me.”Ethan smirked.“Old men with o
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 211
Ethan had spent his life playing defense, dodging bullets and betrayals.Not anymore.Now, he was going on the offensive.Armed with the stolen vault files, he systematically targeted powerful figures linked to The Serpent. These were men who had built empires in the shadows, using influence to keep themselves untouchable. But Ethan had something they feared—exposure.And when the powerful fear, they crumble.Inside a dimly lit office atop a private club, Ethan leaned back in his chair, watching as the sweating politician across from him scanned the documents. The man’s hands trembled.“I… I don’t know what you want from me,” the politician stammered, barely able to look Ethan in the eye.Ethan’s smirk was cold. “Sure, you do.”The politician swallowed hard. “This could ruin everything.”Ethan shrugged. “Then I suggest you start talking before it does.”The man caved instantly.Within hours, Ethan had names, bank accounts, offshore holdings, and security codes to private meetings. Som
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 212
Ethan sat in the dim glow of his study, the chaos of the past few days weighing heavily on his mind. His fists clenched against the polished mahogany desk, his pulse steady but his thoughts spiraling."You were never meant to be in power. The Serpent chose another."The mercenary’s final words echoed in his head like a death knell.For the longest time, Ethan had assumed Lawrence was his greatest threat—the uncle who had schemed, betrayed, and clawed for power. But if The Serpent had chosen someone else…Then Lawrence had been just another pawn.Lisa leaned against the doorway, her arms crossed, watching him carefully. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”Ethan exhaled sharply. “Might as well have.”Harris dropped into the chair across from him, looking unimpressed. “Come on, boss. We’ve handled worse. We take The Serpent out, and whoever they’ve picked can go straight to hell.”Ethan rubbed his temple. “It’s not that simple.” He looked at them both. “If I wasn’t meant to take over th
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 213
Ethan stared at the name on the screen, his fingers tightening around the phone.Dominic Elliot.A ghost from the past, a name that had never existed in any official family record. And yet, here he was—a secret heir, groomed in the shadows, trained by The Serpent. Unlike Lawrence, who had schemed and clawed his way to power, Dominic hadn’t needed to.Because he was meant to have it all along.Lisa broke the silence first. “So, your grandfather had a hidden son and conveniently forgot to mention it? Classic.”Harris let out a low whistle. “Damn. And here I thought Lawrence was the family’s biggest skeleton.”Ethan exhaled, his jaw tightening. “I need to see him. Face-to-face.”Lisa crossed her arms. “Ethan, I don’t like this. If The Serpent handpicked this guy, he’s dangerous.”Ethan smirked humorlessly. “So am I.”The private club was nestled deep within the city’s most exclusive district. The kind of place where billionaires made backroom deals over top-shelf whiskey and the walls he
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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
