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THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 75
Ethan leaned back in his chair, staring at the stack of old family records spread out before him.Lisa was on the phone, speaking to one of the long-time servants from the Elliot family estate, trying to gather any information about Nikolai’s claims.She glanced over at Ethan, her face tense as she hung up.“No one remembers him,” she said, setting the phone down with a sigh.“Not a single person has heard of a Nikolai Elliot.”Ethan rubbed his temples, trying to process the absurdity of it all.“How can this be? He’s saying Mr. Elliot abandoned him, and yet no one knows anything about him?” His voice was a mixture of frustration and disbelief.“He must be lying.”Lisa nodded but still seemed uncertain.“I don’t know, Ethan. I feel like something’s missing. It just doesn’t add up.”Ethan exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair.“What do you think we should do next?”Lisa hesitated for a moment before speaking.“We need to dig deeper. We can’t rely on the family records alone.
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 76
The boardroom was tense.Ethan stood at the head of the table, his usual confident demeanor wavering slightly.His father’s comatose state had left the company teetering on the edge of uncertainty.The board members exchanged uncertain glances, murmurs filling the room.“I believe it’s time we make a decision,” a member, Mr. Carrington, said.“We can’t afford to keep waiting. The company’s future is at risk.”“I agree,” added Mrs. Foster, her voice tight.“But, there’s a matter of the heir that hasn’t been settled. Until we know for certain that Mr. Nikolai is the rightful successor, we can’t transfer control to Ethan.”Ethan clenched his fists, his frustration bubbling to the surface.“I am the rightful heir!” he snapped, his voice rising.“My father tested me. He made me struggle like a common man, but I’ve earned this position. I’ve proven myself.”“Then prove it with evidence,” Mr. Carrington countered.“You’re asking us to make a decision based solely on your word. We need verifi
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 77
The drive to the warehouse was silent, the only sound the hum of the car’s engine.Ethan’s guard, a loyal man named Gregor, sat in the passenger seat, his hand resting on the pistol at his side.When they arrived, the area was eerily quiet.The warehouse loomed in the distance, its windows dark. Ethan got out of the car, his breath visible in the cold night air.“Stay close,” he ordered Gregor.They made their way toward the building, but as they approached the entrance, a sudden noise startled them.Shadows moved in the darkness, and before Ethan could react, a group of masked men lunged from the shadows.Gregor immediately drew his weapon, but the attackers were too fast. Within seconds, Ethan was surrounded.“Looks like you walked right into my trap, Mr. Elliot,” a voice called from the darkness.Ethan’s heart skipped a beat as a tall figure stepped into the light. Nikolai.“You?” Ethan snarled, taking a step back.“This was all your doing?”Nikolai smirked.“Did you really think y
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 78
“You think I haven’t suffered? You think it’s been easy for me, either?”“Oh, it’s been hard for you, hasn’t it?” Nikolai said mockingly, his voice dripping with sarcasm.“You had everything handed to you. A name. A legacy. A father who tested you and watched from afar, making you feel like you were struggling. But it was all a game to him, wasn’t it? A test. A cruel, endless test.”Ethan’s heart clenched at the words.His father had always been distant, demanding that he prove himself, but it had never been easy.Every victory, every accomplishment, had felt like a small, hollow achievement, knowing that his father’s approval was the only one that truly mattered.But now, hearing it from Nikolai, it stung in a way he hadn’t expected.“You think I had it easy?” Ethan spat, stepping closer.“You know nothing about what I’ve been through.”“I know enough,” Nikolai shot back, his voice hard.“You’ve had your father, your family. I had no one. I fought for everything I have, and I’ll keep
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 79
Ethan clenched his fists, his jaw tight with frustration.“He’s doing it on purpose, you know.” His voice was a low growl.Lisa, still pale from the ordeal but determined, entered the room, her gaze fixed on Ethan.She moved toward him, her steps slow but purposeful.“I know. He’s stalling, hoping I’ll be too weak to go through with it.”“He wants us to lose everything. He’s playing us, Lisa,” Ethan said, his voice cracking slightly.“The wedding delay... It’s his way of getting to us. The longer we wait, the more power he gains.”Lisa placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to steady him.“I won’t let him win.”Ethan looked down at her hand, then met her eyes.“But if you do this, you’re putting yourself at risk again. I can’t lose you. Not like this.”Lisa took a deep breath, her face hardening with resolve.“You think I’m going to sit back and let him take everything from us?” she asked, her voice calm but fierce.“We can’t keep hiding, Ethan. We can’t keep letting him control us.”E
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 80
The estate was quiet, the lush green of the garden surrounding them in a peaceful embrace.The backyard, typically reserved for gatherings and family dinners, was transformed into a simple yet beautiful setting for their secret wedding.String lights hung delicately from the trees, casting a warm glow over the small gathering of close friends and family.Ethan stood at the front, his hands trembling ever so slightly as he adjusted his tie.He had waited for this moment, but now that it was here, his mind raced with every possible consequence.This wasn’t just a wedding—it was a declaration, a stand against everything Nikolai was trying to take from them.His gaze shifted to the soft rustling of the trees, the sound of the wind carrying the scent of blooming flowers.The guests were seated in quiet anticipation. But the moment he’d been waiting for was coming.“Are you nervous?” Lisa’s brother, Matt, whispered from beside him.He gave Ethan a small, encouraging smile.Ethan glanced ove
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 81
The doors to the backyard flew open with a bang, and a group of suited men, followed by a handful of reporters, stormed into the ceremony.Lisa froze, her heart skipping a beat. Ethan’s blood ran cold as his eyes met the familiar face of the man who had caused them so much turmoil.Nikolai stood at the front, a smug smile playing on his lips as he surveyed the scene.“Well, well,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction.“It seems I arrived just in time to stop the celebration.”Ethan stepped in front of Lisa, instinctively trying to shield her.“What the hell are you doing here, Nikolai?” he demanded, his voice sharp with anger.“I’m here to make sure your little farce doesn’t continue,” Nikolai retorted, his gaze cold.“You may think you’re married, but this ceremony is as worthless as your claims to my father’s company.”The officiant, clearly taken aback, spoke up, trying to regain control of the situation.“Excuse me, but this is a private ceremony. You have no right to int
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 82
The air was thick with tension as Nikolai’s words hung in the air.His smug smile had barely faded when Ethan, still standing beside Lisa, slowly turned toward him.There was no fear in Ethan’s eyes—only determination.Nikolai’s face twisted into an expression of disbelief.“You still think you can get away with this?”Ethan’s lips curled into a calm, knowing smile.“You’re not the only one who can play the game, Nikolai.”Before Nikolai could react, Lisa stepped forward, her presence commanding attention.She wasn’t the vulnerable woman he thought she was, and with every step, she exuded confidence.In her hand, she held a piece of paper, the edges sharp and pristine.The weight of it, the final blow, was clear in her eyes.“Actually, Nikolai,” Lisa began, her voice strong and steady, “we’re not done here. Not by a long shot.”The reporters shifted in their seats, their cameras poised to capture the next move in this escalating drama.Lisa held up the document.“This is a notarized a
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CHAPTER 231
Ethan’s car roared through the gates of the Elliot estate, tires screeching to a halt in the driveway. He stepped out, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts.Lisa and Harris followed, both tense.The meeting with Celeste had been unexpected. Dangerous. And now, as he stared at his mansion, a cold unease settled in his chest.Something felt wrong.Lisa noticed it too. “Something’s off.”Harris pulled his gun. “Security’s supposed to be on alert.”Ethan’s instincts screamed.He strode to the entrance, typing in his personal security code. Nothing.The system had been shut down.From the inside.Lisa’s eyes widened. “What the hell?”Harris cursed under his breath. “Boss… we got a mole.”Ethan’s fingers curled into fists. Of course, we do.The Serpent doesn’t just attack from the outside. They infest.He turned to Lisa. “Run a full system check. I want to know who had access.”Lisa nodded, already pulling up her tablet. “If they think they can infiltrate us, we’ll make them regret it.”Harris
CHAPTER 230
Ethan sat in his private jet, eyes narrowed as he studied the message again.Celeste Moreau. Paris. Midnight. Come alone.As if that was going to happen.Lisa sat across from him, arms crossed. “This is a trap.”Harris, leaning against the cabin wall, smirked. “Of course it is. But when has that ever stopped him?”Ethan exhaled slowly, rolling his watch strap between his fingers. “She’s not trying to kill me.”Lisa scoffed. “Oh? She just killed your father, launched a war against Elliot Enterprises, and now she’s inviting you to a midnight rendezvous? Yeah, totally safe.”Ethan smirked. “If she wanted me dead, I wouldn’t have gotten an invitation. I’d have gotten a bullet.”Lisa rubbed her temples. “You’re actually going.”Ethan leaned forward. “Not just going. Setting the rules.”He grabbed his phone, sending a quick message. “I’ll meet her. But it’s going to be on my terms.”Paris. Midnight.The private suite in an exclusive hotel overlooked the Seine, bathed in the golden glow of t
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Lisa scoffed. “Oh, really? Because it sure as hell feels like one.”Ethan smirked. “No. I’m setting one.”Lisa frowned. “What are you—”Ethan grabbed the silver coin Celeste had left behind at the auction and tossed it onto the table.“The Serpent doesn’t just kill. They recruit.”Lisa’s eyes widened. “You’re going in as a recruit?”Ethan nodded, already dialing a number.Harris whistled. “Damn. That’s insane.”Ethan smirked. “Insane gets results.”Lisa exhaled. “And if they see through it?”Ethan cocked his gun. “Then I kill them first.”The sky was a dull shade of gray, the kind that pressed heavy against the earth like it knew something was ending. A bitter wind howled through the private cemetery where James Elliot was being laid to rest.Ethan stood at the graveside, his expression unreadable, his body still.Lisa and Harris flanked him, silent, knowing better than to speak.The priest muttered prayers, but Ethan barely heard them. His father—the man who had built an empire, betr
CHAPTER 228
Ethan’s phone buzzed. A new video file.He didn’t hesitate. His fingers moved instinctively, opening the message as Lisa and Harris leaned in.The screen flickered to life—a dark, cold room.In the center, bound to a chair, was James Elliot.Ethan’s stomach twisted into a tight knot.His father’s once-powerful frame looked frail, battered. Wrists strapped to the armrests. Chest rising and falling in weak, uneven breaths.Then, a figure stepped into view.Celeste.She stood over James, elegant, calm—like a queen surveying a fallen empire.Her voice, soft and almost amused, filled the silence. “He was never supposed to lead.”Ethan’s grip on the phone tightened.Celeste knelt beside James, tucking a strand of silver hair behind his ear like a daughter comforting her father.“The Serpent chose me.”Ethan’s pulse hammered.Lisa whispered, “Ethan… don’t.”But he couldn’t look away.His father tried to speak, but Celeste pressed a finger to his lips.“Shh. It’s time to let go.”Then she pul
CHAPTER 227
Ethan’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as the black SUV tore through the night. His mind was a razor-sharp blade, slicing through the chaos, piecing together every fragment of information they had.The text had been clear: His father had until midnight.Lisa sat beside him, laptop open, fingers flying across the keyboard. Harris, in the backseat, had his gun checked and ready. The SUV’s interior was charged with tension, the kind that came before a storm.“Tell me you have something,” Ethan said, voice calm, lethal.Lisa exhaled, scrolling through encrypted files. “Her name is Celeste Moreau. French aristocracy. Untouchable in high society. But underneath?” She turned the screen to show a classified intelligence report with the word DANGEROUS stamped across the top.“She’s not just a criminal, Ethan. She’s been running operations across Europe for years—arms deals, political coups, assassinations.”Ethan’s jaw clenched. So Dominic was never meant to rule. She was. The true heir.
CHAPTER 226
Ethan didn’t wait. The moment the masked bidder left the auction stage, he moved. His pulse thrummed with a deadly rhythm, his mind calculating every possibility. Whoever had just claimed his father’s life wasn’t just a player in the game—they were running it.Lisa’s voice crackled in his earpiece. “You’re going after them, aren’t you?”Ethan adjusted his cufflinks, already following the figure down a private corridor leading to the VIP lounge. “Would you expect anything less?”Harris, stationed near the entrance, let out a low whistle. “Careful, boss. This is a different breed of predator. The whole room bowed to them.”Ethan smirked. “Then let’s find out if they kneel just as easily.”The VIP section of the auction was a world of its own. Dimly lit, lined with velvet curtains and exotic fragrances, the air was thick with whispered deals and quiet threats.Ethan stepped inside. The masked figure was just ahead, their aura commanding. Two armed guards flanked the entrance, blocking hi
CHAPTER 225
Ethan sat in his study, the silver coin twirling between his fingers. The serpent’s eye engraving gleamed under the dim light. It wasn’t just a threat—it was a challenge.Lisa sat across from him, arms crossed. “We traced the coin’s origin.”Harris leaned against the bookshelf, a sly smirk on his face. “You’re gonna love this, boss. It’s tied to an underground auction house. High-stakes. Invitation-only. Black market for the elite.”Ethan exhaled slowly. “What do they sell?”Lisa’s eyes darkened. “Information. Weapons. People. Secrets. The kind of trade where reputations and lives go to the highest bidder.”Harris tossed a file onto the desk. “And guess what? Your father’s life is on the menu.”Ethan’s fingers stopped moving.Lisa’s voice was tense. “They’re auctioning access to him. Whoever wins the bid gets to decide what happens next.”A slow, dangerous fire ignited in Ethan’s chest.“They think he’s just a commodity?” He scoffed. “They’re about to learn who really runs the game.”
CHAPTER 224
Ethan sat in his private office, eyes locked on the illuminated screen of his laptop. A deep scowl creased his face as he scrolled through decades of financial transactions, each one confirming the truth he had desperately wanted to deny.His father had been funding The Serpent for years.Not just small sums—we’re talking billions. Hidden in offshore accounts. Funneled through shell companies. Tied to governments, illicit businesses, and war profiteering operations across the world.Lisa stood beside him, arms crossed, her face hard. “This isn’t just bad, Ethan. This is catastrophic.”Harris, pacing by the window, let out a low whistle. “No wonder they’re pissed. With Dominic gone, they lost their puppet and their funding. This isn’t just revenge—it’s financial war.”Ethan clenched his fists. His father had never prepared him for this kind of battle. He had spent his life protecting the Elliot empire, unaware that the wealth he was defending had been built on the backs of vipers.And
CHAPTER 223
The stench of burning metal and charred wood filled the air as Ethan stepped over the wreckage of the Elliot warehouse. Smoke still curled from the debris, and the wailing sirens of emergency responders faded into the distance. The bodies had been removed, but the message remained—scrawled across the blackened walls in dark red streaks.“You took our king. Now we take yours.”Ethan’s jaw clenched as he studied the words, each letter dripping like an open wound. He didn’t need a forensic team to confirm it—this was blood. A message, personal and deliberate.Lisa approached cautiously, her voice low. “This isn’t just about Dominic. The Serpent isn’t retreating, Ethan. They’re evolving.”Ethan exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. He knew better than to assume victory meant safety. Dominic was gone, but the organization that had built him wasn’t.“They’re making it clear,” he murmured. “They’re not after my company, my money, or my name. They want blood.”Lisa met his gaze, h