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THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 22
"How dare you to punch me," the gangster’s shock quickly turned to fury.He wiped a trickle of blood from his lip, a dark glint in his eyes, and whistled sharply. "Do you know who I am?" He clenched his teeth. "Yes a bastard." With a smirk, Ethan answered back."I am the Marvol, Black snake Mafia group." Almost right away, several guys jumped up from nearby tables and crowded around Ethan.One of the gangster's bodyguards stepped forward and clenched his hands. "Are you okay, boss?"As Marvol ran his hand over his hurt jaw, he laughed.The sound was deep and scary. He laughed and looked at Ethan with a mean look in his eyes."Oh, I'm better than good," he said. "Stop this jerk." He should have known what would happen if he crossed me.Two of Marvol's men grabbed Ethan by the arms and threw him to the ground.Ethan struggled and looked boldly at Marvol as his muscles tensed up.At that moment, Marvol leaned in close and smiled."You really thought you could handle me, right?""Thou
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 23
It was tense in the bar, and there was a strange silence as Marvol clenched his hands and looked at Ethan with narrowed eyes."What did you say to me?" Marvol hissed, and his anger was clear. "You dare say it again."Marvol's anger didn't bother Ethan; he just smiled. "I told you to open your hands." Or are you too scared?" He laughed in a calm voice. "You're not really a man, are you?"That was all it took. Marvol swung his fist and hit Ethan in the jaw with a hard punch. Ethan tripped and fell, but he got up quickly and wiped a small amount of blood from his lip. After that, he spat on Marvol's face right away.Ethan made fun of him and said, "You should be ashamed of yourself calling yourself a man.Your outfit might look better if you wore a dress, lipstick, and a baby's pacifier.That would work better for you.”Marvol's angry face changed shape. "You little worm, you've hurt my feelings now. You have no idea who you're in touch with. Your boss won't let you leave here alive."He
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 24
“WHERE IS THE BASTARD?” The mafia boss yelled.The pub grew silent as the doors swung open, and in stepped the mafia boss, his dark eyes sweeping the room like a storm on the horizon."Boss, here is the bastard." With a wave of his hand, the usual ruckus ceased, patrons scrambling to clear the space. But Marvol, standing with a smirk plastered across his face, interjected.“Boss, let everyone stay and watch,” he said, his voice laced with malice. “Let them see what happens when anyone dares to disrespect us. It'll make sure they never forget."The boss considered Marvol's suggestion with a cold grin and nodded, allowing the crowd to remain as an audience to the grim spectacle. He approached Ethan, who was doing his best to remain composed, though his eyes betrayed a flash of fear.Without warning, the boss grabbed Ethan’s collar, jerking him forward with enough force to knock the breath out of him. His grip was iron; Ethan felt every bit of the boss’s dominance as their faces cam
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 25
Anton Vargas, boss of the gang was hearing the other person very carefully on the phone. The room was tense. He began to sweat on his face, and his once-confident smirk turned into pure fear.His voice was shaking as he stuttered, "Y-yes... understood."As soon as the call finished, he was frozen in place.Everyone just stared in shock.Anton was very cocky just a moment ago, but now he looked like he was about to be put to death.He slowly turned to look at Ethan, but his face was pale.Anton got down on his knees and bowed his head, which shocked everyone.In a shaky voice, he begged Mr. Ethan, "Please forgive me.I had no idea... I didn't know—"There were whispers in the room. Anton's right-hand man, Marvol, blinked in shock."What the hell are you doing, boss?What a kid!"Anton gave him a look that was so intense that it made him stop talking.He yelled, "Shut up, Marvol!"He put his hands together and looked back at Ethan. "Please, sir. Don't punish me. I will do anything to fix
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 26
Anton sat back on his heels and wiped his forehead with a towel. "He's not the king." He said almost to himself,"He's worse."The bar fell silent as Lucas Nelson, the infamous "Cobra," bowed deeply before Ethan Elliot.Every eye in the room widened in disbelief, and the air grew thick with tension.Lucas’s voice, usually sharp and commanding, was humble, almost trembling."Young Master Elliot," Lucas said, his head lowered. "Forgive this disrespect. These fools—" he gestured to Anton and Marvol, who were now cowering on the floor—"didn’t know who they were dealing with."Ethan raised an eyebrow, his expression cool and detached."I can see that, Lucas. You let this kind of garbage represent you?"Lucas’s face flushed with shame."Never again, Young Master. I swear they’ll regret ever being born."Anton, trembling, crawled forward on his knees."Boss, I swear I didn’t know! Please, I didn’t mean any harm!"Lucas’s face darkened, and without warning, he kicked Anton in the ribs, sendin
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 27
The stress could be felt in the bar. Lucas Nelson, better known as "Cobra," knelt next to his whining assistant Anton and bowed his head in shame. His vibe, which was usually sharp and scary, had changed into that of a man who was begging for forgiveness. Marvol, who was so proud before, was now lying on the floor with his face on the sticky wood.As Lucas looked at Marvol, his voice was a mix of anger and respect. "Your family's security guard? Small amounts of money for the Elliots. Idiot!""The whole thing wouldn't even make up 0.1% of their business interests.”When Marvol realized how bad his mistake was, he started to cry and hit the floor over and over with his face. "Please excuse me, young Master Elliot! Do not waste my life! I promise I didn't know! I had no idea!"Ethan leaned back against the bar and sipped his soda with a cool air about him. He looked at the man who was groveling with a cold, bored look. "Didn’t know?" When Ethan said it again, his voice was calm b
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 28
Now that the chaos was over, the bar was empty, but you could still hear it.Sanaya sat at the table alone and quiet.She gripped the edge of the table with shaking hands.Ethan leaned against a nearby chair.His face was soft and calm, which was very different from how he had been acting just moments before.It was still fresh in her mind how the mob boss dragged his embarrassed subordinate out the door.Ethan gave her a quick look, and his voice broke the quiet."You should go home."Sanaya blinked, but her mind was still broken. It scared her that his voice was soft, almost tender.She gave a slow nod. "All right."The only sound in the car was the hum of the engine.Many things were going through Sanaya's mind as she sneaked looks at Ethan.His eyes were on the road and his hands were steady on the wheel.She wanted to ask so many things but couldn't find the right words.She finally spoke. "Why didn't you tell anyone?"Ethan's mouth moved into a small smile. "Tell them what?""Al
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 29
The morning light came in through the window as Sanaya moved and her eyes flew open.She looked down and saw that she was curled up in Ethan's arms, her head on his chest.As she quickly pulled away, her face turned bright red.Ethan moaned and rubbed his eyes."Morning…" Even though he was sleepy, he sat up and scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably when he saw her worried look. "Uh… good sleep?"A quick nod from Sanaya, her words just above a whisper."Yeah… I think so."She became aware of something all of a sudden, and she gasped."No way!" I'm not on time for class!"Ethan blinked and then looked at his phone to see what time it was."Oh, no. Yes, me too." He stopped and creased his brows."Wait, you go to Riverwood University?""Yes, why?" she asked as she rushed to get her things together.Ethan was shocked and said, "I do too.I’m a year ahead, though."Sanaya stood still for a second and then smiled a little."Small world, I guess."Right away, they got ready and went to
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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
