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THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 234
The city was silent in the early hours before dawn, but Ethan’s mind was anything but. The weight of his decision pressed against his chest like an iron hand. He stood in his office, staring at the documents spread out before him—the prophecy, the history, the undeniable truth of his lineage.The Serpent wasn’t just a syndicate. It wasn’t just an underworld power. It was a dynasty, and he was its heir.His phone buzzed again. Celeste."Time’s up, Ethan. Make your choice."His jaw clenched. She always knew how to twist the knife. Always knew how to push him toward the fire while pretending to offer him shelter.Lisa's words still echoed in his head. You always have a choice.But did he?Did he really?A knock at the door. Not a timid one. A solid, demanding knock."Come in," he said, his voice steady, masking the chaos in his head.Lisa stepped inside, her eyes dark with frustration. She had been watching him for hours, waiting for him to come to a decision. Now, she wasn’t willing to
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 235
Lisa’s eyes narrowed. “Then what are you going to do?”He grabbed his phone and finally responded to Celeste’s message."Meet me at the tower. Dawn."Lisa’s shoulders tensed. “You’re walking into her trap.”Ethan glanced at her. “No, Lisa.” His smirk turned deadly. “She’s walking into mine.”The sky was painted in soft shades of violet and gold as the sun crept over the city skyline. From the rooftop of Elliot Tower, Ethan stood waiting.The wind was sharp against his skin, but his mind was sharper.He heard the footsteps before he saw her.Celeste walked onto the rooftop with the confidence of a queen arriving at her coronation. Dressed in black, her every movement was calculated. Two of her guards flanked her, their hands never straying far from their weapons.“You came,” she said smoothly, stopping a few feet away.Ethan met her gaze, his expression unreadable. “You told me I had until dawn to choose my path.”Celeste smiled, slow and knowing. “And?”He took a step closer, lowering
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 236
Lisa stepped even closer, her voice low and fierce. “You built this empire with your own hands. Not because of some prophecy. Not because of them. You made this happen.”Ethan met her gaze. “And if every move I made was exactly what they wanted all along?”Lisa faltered for the briefest second. But she didn’t back down.“You’re not them,” she said. “You never were.”Ethan exhaled, looking back at the cityscape beyond his window.“I might not have been,” he murmured. “But maybe I have to be.”Lisa’s voice softened. “If you take that throne, you become everything you swore to destroy.”He turned to her. “And if I don’t, everything I swore to protect gets destroyed anyway.”Silence stretched between them.Then, his phone buzzed again."Dawn. The Tower. Last chance."Ethan straightened, the decision solidifying in his mind.“I need you to trust me, Lisa.”She searched his eyes, trying to find something—anything—that told her he wasn’t about to become the very monster he spent his life fig
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 237
The war had started.And Celeste wasn’t wasting time.Ethan barely had a moment to process the files in his hands before his phone buzzed again—another crisis, another strike. His enemies weren’t waiting for him to move. They were already cutting down his people, one by one.He gritted his teeth as he picked up the call. “Talk.”Terminator X’s voice came through, sharp and urgent. “Mike’s car exploded. He got out just in time, but he’s injured.”Ethan’s grip tightened around his phone. “How bad?”“Enough that he won’t be on his feet anytime soon. The explosion took out half the street. He got lucky.”Lucky. Right. If getting nearly blown to pieces counted as luck.Ethan ran a hand through his hair, his mind working at full speed. Celeste wasn’t just making a statement. She was eliminating everyone who stood between him and the throne.Another buzz. Another message.[Unknown Sender: Bridge. West End. Now.]His stomach twisted.Terminator X must have heard the shift in his breathing. “W
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 238
The bunker was cold, the walls reinforced steel, the air thick with the scent of gunpowder and sweat. Ethan sat at the head of the long table, the dim lighting casting sharp shadows over his face. Around him, his remaining allies—what was left of them—waited for his decision.They weren’t just here to discuss strategy. They were here because the war had left them with no other choice. Celeste had drawn first blood, and if they didn’t strike back now, they would all be dead before the week was over.Ethan exhaled, his fingers drumming against the table’s surface. He had spent his life carving out his own path, refusing to be a pawn in anyone’s game. But now, the pieces were set, and there was only one way forward.War.Lisa broke the silence first.“You know what needs to be done,” she said, her voice cold, unwavering. “We end this.”Her eyes locked onto Ethan’s, daring him to argue.He didn’t.She leaned forward, placing her hands on the table. “You don’t need them, Ethan. You never d
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 239
Silence stretched, thick and heavy.Lisa tilted her head. “What are you saying?”Ethan exhaled slowly, his decision solidified in his mind.“We take the throne.”A ripple of shock passed through the room. Even Lisa hesitated, her usual sharp retorts caught in her throat.Mike shook his head. “Ethan—”But Ethan wasn’t finished.“We’ve been treating this like a fight for survival,” he said. “It’s not. Celeste wants me in a position where I have no choice but to submit. She thinks she’s winning because she’s controlling the board.”He took a step forward, his presence commanding.“So we flip the board.”Lisa’s eyes gleamed with something dangerous. “Go on.”Ethan leaned over the table, his hands pressing against the cold metal surface. “We don’t just hit back. We take control. We cut her power out from under her. And when she’s weak—when she’s the one grasping for control—we take the whole damn thing.”Mike stared at him. “You want to take over The Serpent.”Ethan’s smirk was sharp, ruth
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 240
The underground facility was more than just a base—it was a financial nerve center.Massive screens projected global markets, flashing numbers shifting as The Serpent pulled strings behind closed doors. The real economy wasn’t dictated by governments or corporations. It was decided here.Blackmail dossiers were stored like currency. Every major politician, every corporate giant—they were all in someone’s pocket.And Celeste?She was about to crown herself the undisputed queen of it all.Ethan moved through the crowd of recruits, blending into the sea of dark suits and sharp eyes. He kept his head down, listening, memorizing faces, mapping every exit in his mind.He had minutes before things went sideways.The grand chamber was designed like a throne room—an oval table, a central podium, and a massive Serpent emblem carved into the floor.Celeste sat at the head of it all, radiant, ruthless, untouchable.Ethan’s hands curled into fists as he listened to the conversation unfolding aroun
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Ethan couldn’t move.His mother knelt before him, wrists bound, face pale under the dim lighting of Celeste’s chamber. He had imagined this moment a thousand times—the chance to see her again, to ask why she disappeared, to finally know the truth.But not like this.Never like this.Celeste’s smirk was insufferable, her voice smooth as silk. “I can practically hear your thoughts unraveling, Ethan.”Ethan tore his gaze away from his mother just long enough to glare at Celeste. His voice was low, razor-sharp. “What the hell is this?”Celeste sighed, almost disappointed. “You always believed your mother was innocent, didn’t you? That she had no part in the shadows your father and grandfather built.” She gestured lazily. “But that was never the truth.”Ethan turned back to his mother, his pulse hammering. She wasn’t looking at him—her head was tilted downward, her breathing shallow.“Tell me it’s not true,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.Finally, she raised her eyes to his. An
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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
