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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
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 93
Two days later, Ethan’s phone buzzed with the news he had been waiting for: they had caught Nurse Howard trying to flee from a train station.Apparently, she thought she could just slip away without anyone noticing.The police had her cornered, and she had no choice but to confess.Ethan didn’t waste a moment. He stormed into the interrogation room like a lion ready to devour a mouse.The nurse, pale and shaking, was sitting in the corner, her hands cuffed to the chair.Her eyes darted around, clearly regretting every decision she had ever made in her pathetic life."You’re going to talk, sweetheart," Ethan said, his voice icy."And you’re going to tell me everything. Now."The nurse flinched, but it didn’t stop her from trying to squirm her way out of the situation."I don’t know anything! You’ve got it all wrong!"Ethan slammed his fist on the table, causing the poor woman to jump."Don’t play games with me. You injected my father with some kind of drug, which put him in a coma. And
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 94
Ethan gave a satisfied nod."Good. Now, let’s talk about Irina Romanov and her master plan. Because if I find out you’re holding back on me, I will make your life a living hell. Got it?""Yes! Yes!" she repeated, now fully under his control.Meanwhile, back at the hospital, things were finally looking up for Mr. Elliot.The doctors had discovered the drug that had caused his coma and immediately began a new treatment.Ethan had barely been out of the interrogation room when he received a call from the hospital.His heart skipped a beat. Was his father finally waking up?He didn’t waste a second and rushed straight back to the hospital, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts.This could be the moment everything changed.As soon as he entered his father’s room, he was greeted by the sight of the doctors huddled around Mr. Elliot’s bed.The older man’s eyes fluttered open, and for the first time in days, Ethan saw a flicker of recognition in his gaze."Dad?" Ethan whispered, his voice
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 95
Ethan had spent the past few days caught up in a whirlwind of chaos—Irina Romanov, the nurse, his father’s condition, and everything in between.But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared him for the day he was blindsided by the very people he thought he could trust.The evening had started out normal enough.Ethan was on his way back to his office, his mind running through all the new pieces of information he had gathered. Nikolai's parentage.Irina's twisted revenge.The mysterious connections that kept reappearing, each more tangled than the last.As he stepped into his car, the sharp sting of cold metal against his neck made him freeze in place.It wasn't a gun—worse.The feeling of being paralyzed, trapped in place by some invisible force, sent a cold shiver down his spine."Ethan Reed," a voice drawled, way too smug for someone holding a knife to his throat."You really should stop trusting people. It’s going to cost you."Ethan’s eyes darted around the dark parking garage, but h
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 96
Irina stood up, pacing slowly in front of him, her heels clicking ominously against the concrete floor."Oh, Ethan. You think you’re so clever, but you’ve missed the point entirely. This was never just about you. This is about your family."Ethan’s heart skipped a beat."What do you mean, my family? What the hell is this really about?"Irina’s eyes glinted with malice."Let’s just say there’s someone in your family who’s been... helping me. Someone who shares my interest in watching you suffer."Ethan’s blood ran cold, his gut twisting with the realization that this wasn’t just a personal vendetta. It was something far worse."No," he whispered, barely able to speak."Who... who the hell are you talking about?"Irina’s lips curled into a sinister smile."Oh, Ethan. Don’t you see? The person who’s been helping me isn’t some outsider. No, no. It’s someone inside your own family. Someone who’s been pulling the strings all along."The room seemed to close in on him, his chest tightening w
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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
