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he investigator took a seat opposite them, folding his hands in front of him.“It’s worse than I thought,” he began.“Nikolai’s manipulations go deeper than just the embezzlement documents.I’ve managed to track down the source of those documents—the ones that were sent to your investor.”Ethan’s jaw tightened. “And?”“Nikolai had been planting them strategically,” the investigator continued.“He assumed you’d try to deal with the matter quietly—reach out to the investor in secret, avoid raising suspicion, and hope to handle it without the public catching wind of it.”Ethan’s brows furrowed in thought.“That’s exactly what I planned to do. If I can clear things up privately, I wouldn’t want a scandal.”“Precisely,” the investigator said.“That’s why Nikolai had already prepared reports to be sent directly to the investor’s house.He was going to expose everything, forcing you into a position where you’d either have to fight publicly or risk losing the investor’s support.”Lisa shook h
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 86
Ethan stood at the head of the conference table in the sleek, modern boardroom, his eyes sweeping across the room filled with investors, shareholders, and board members.The tension was thick, every person in the room aware that the stakes were high.The rumors, the fabricated documents, the allegations—it all led up to this moment.Lisa sat beside him, her presence a calming anchor as they prepared to confront Nikolai’s schemes head-on.Ethan cleared his throat, and the room fell silent.“Thank you all for coming on such short notice,” Ethan began, his voice firm.“I know there’s been a lot of speculation surrounding the recent accusations against me. Today, we’re here to clear the air and show you the truth. But first, let’s start with a brief summary of our company’s performance over the past quarter.”He clicked the remote in his hand, and the projector flickered to life, displaying the company’s financial reports.Ethan proceeded to present the figures:profits, investments, expe
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The second voice, a familiar one, was that of Nikolai.“Ethan’s too cocky. He thinks he can handle this behind closed doors. I’ll expose him before he gets the chance to defend himself. We’ll ruin him, and the company will be ours.”The video then cut to another scene, showing the same man in a meeting with a third accomplice, discussing how they had tampered with the financial records.There were printed copies of the forged documents, and the accomplice was seen handing them over to an unknown person.“As you can see,” Ethan said, his voice cutting through the room.“these were the people behind the manipulated documents. This was their plan all along—to ruin my reputation and destroy the trust between Elliot Enterprises and our investors.”He paused, letting the evidence sink in.The room was dead silent, the investors’ faces a mix of shock and disbelief.One of the board members, a tall woman named Mrs. Harris, was the first to speak.“This is... incredible,” she said, her voice t
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 88
The glittering lights of the high-profile charity gala illuminated the grand ballroom, where the elite of the city had gathered for an evening of philanthropy.Ethan and Lisa walked hand-in-hand through the crowd, their presence commanding attention.The night had already been buzzing with rumors, whispers about their relationship, the scandal involving Nikolai, and the tumultuous state of the Elliot Group.But despite the media frenzy, Ethan walked with his head held high, his eyes determined.Lisa, as always, was right beside him, her calm demeanor a stark contrast to the storm swirling around them.“Are you sure about this?” Ethan murmured, his hand tightening around Lisa’s.She smiled up at him, her confidence unwavering.“We can’t let them control us. The world is watching, and we’ll show them we’re not afraid. Besides, I know you’ll handle it.”Ethan took a deep breath, nodding.“Let’s do this, then.”They stepped into the gala, the murmurs growing louder as the crowd noticed th
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 89
He knew the media was eager to tear him down, but he wouldn’t let them see him sweat.A reporter from a rival business publication sneered.“How can we trust you when your brother has exposed such damaging evidence? Do you have any evidence to prove your innocence?”Ethan took a step closer to the reporter, his eyes narrowing slightly.“The evidence was fabricated. You’ve all seen the recordings. They speak for themselves. If you have any doubts, I suggest you take a closer look at the facts, not the rumors.”Lisa placed a gentle hand on Ethan’s arm, signaling him to stay composed.“We won’t let lies define us. This is a time for truth and transparency, not for sensationalizing fake stories. If people are truly interested in the Elliot Group, they’ll see our actions speak louder than any rumor.”One of the journalists, sensing a weakness, tried to twist the narrative.“But with all the damage done to the Elliot Group’s reputation, don’t you think it’s time to step aside, Ethan? Perhap
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 90
The gala had been a long and draining affair, but it had ended on a high note.The crowd of journalists had finally dispersed, and the tension that had built up throughout the night had dissipated.The hosts had offered their congratulations, and even some old family friends of Lisa’s father, Mr. Waltz, had approached them to praise their courage."I’m really proud of you both," one of Mr. Waltz's old friends, a distinguished woman in her mid-sixties, said as she clinked her glass with theirs."It’s not easy standing up to someone like Nikolai, especially after all the lies he’s been spreading. But you did it with grace and conviction. Well done."Lisa smiled, the warmth of the compliment making her heart swell."Thank you, Margaret. It was a long time coming, but we had to do what was right. Nikolai’s lies were starting to affect more than just us."Another guest, a man in his late fifties, nodded vigorously."Exactly! It’s hard to find people with integrity these days. And you two s
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 91
Ethan hurriedly left the party, his head still buzzing with the laughter and light conversations he had just left behind.The praise he’d received from family friends and journalists had barely lifted his spirits.There was something gnawing at the back of his mind, something much more pressing.He needed answers—and tonight, not even a moment of peace was allowed.He jumped into the car, dialing the number of the private investigator without a second thought."Yeah?" came the investigator’s voice, rough and clipped, as if he'd been waiting for this call.Ethan gritted his teeth."You better have a good reason for dragging me away from my wife, and this better be worth it. What’s going on?"The investigator didn’t waste any time."I’ve got the results, Ethan. You were right to be suspicious of Nikolai. I’ve gone over his records, and there are some shocking discrepancies. The birth records? They don’t match up. The name, the dates—they don’t make sense."Ethan raised an eyebrow."What
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 92
The doctor seemed uneasy."That’s just it. We believe he was injected with a substance—something that triggered an immediate immune response. It’s almost as if someone knew exactly what to do to cause this reaction."Ethan’s blood ran cold."Injected? Who would do that?""We’re looking into it, but it’s possible someone close to him had access. It was done shortly after his surgery, which means someone knew exactly when to act."Ethan stood abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor."I need to see the hospital CCTV footage. Now."The doctor blinked, clearly startled by the sudden demand, but nodded."Of course. I’ll get it for you."Ethan’s mind was spinning. He had known something wasn’t right about his father’s condition, but hearing this confirmation only deepened the suspicion that had been lurking in the back of his mind.Moments later, the doctor returned with the footage.Ethan sat down in front of the screen, his eyes narrowed as he watched the footage from the ICU hallwa
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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.”
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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
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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
