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THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 14
The restaurant fell silent as the stacks of crisp bills spilled out from Ethan's shabby, worn-out bag.The money was piled high, neatly arranged in rubber-banded bundles, each bundle worth a small fortune.Gasps filled the room as his classmates stared, mouths agape, at the unexpected display of wealth.Mike was the first to break the silence, his face twisted in disbelief and anger.“That… that must be stolen!” he sneered, pointing a trembling finger at Ethan. “There’s no way you’d have that kind of money. Who’d you rob, huh?”Ethan tilted his head, his expression calm and amused.“Stolen? Really, Mike? Why don’t you call the police, then? They can come here and verify it. I’d be happy to cooperate.”Mike’s sneer faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered, putting on a brave face.“Oh, don’t get cocky. Just because you managed to get your hands on a pile of cash doesn’t mean you’re anyone important.”“Funny,” Ethan replied with a smirk. “I could say the same about you.How’s it
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 15
Ethan after paying the bills, trying to ignore the curious stares and whispers. He’d expected a reaction, of course, but not the level of attention he was now getting.The moment they walked out of the restraunt, his classmates swarmed him.“Ethan, where’d you get all that cash?” one of them asked, leaning forward eagerly.“Yeah, man,” another chimed in, “You’ve been splurging like crazy. Did your family hit the jackpot or something?”Ethan chuckled, scratching the back of his neck.“Not exactly the family… Just me. I, uh, I won the lottery.”Gasps and murmurs spread through the room like wildfire.Everyone was either shocked or impressed, and a few classmates even looked a little jealous.Ethan kept a casual smile on his face, but he could feel their eyes on him, probing, questioning.He wasn’t sure how long they’d buy the story, but for now, it seemed to be working.Claire approached him cautiously, her face lighting up with a gentle smile.“Wow, Ethan, that’s… amazing. I’m happy fo
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 16
After dinner, Ethan returned home with a satisfaction.He was always humilated, looked down but today it was different, as he laid down on his bed. "Money with right use can really change life. That was proved today," he smiled, with a relief sigh.The next morning, he arrived at the local driving school, a modest building with a small sign that read "City Driver’s Academy." Ethan walked in, scanning the room for someone who looked like an instructor.As he walked in, Ethan noticed his assigned instructor leaning a bit too close to a young woman who looked uncomfortableAt first, he thought it might just be an awkward angle, but then he noticed the man’s hand resting on her leg.The girl subtly tried to move away, her face tense and her body language screaming discomfort.“Just stay quiet and follow along if you want that license,” the instructor whispered, his hand pressing down on her leg.“You wouldn’t want to make things harder for yourself, would you?”Ethan’s chest tightened wi
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 17
The instructor laughed, his voice ringing out with smug satisfaction. He leaned back against his desk, crossing his arms as he looked down at Ethan.“You really don’t get it, do you?” he sneered.“Do you know why I’m so untouchable? My uncle runs things at the police station. No one dares cross me. Anyone who even tries ends up in jail for life—lost, forgotten, rotting away. And you’re just a common college boy,” he added with a mocking chuckle.“So I’d think twice before playing hero.”Ethan clenched his fists, his face set with determination. He glanced at the girl beside him, who was trembling, her hands gripping his arm in fear."I…I can’t do this," she whispered, her voice laced with dread. "I want out."Ethan gave her a reassuring nod, his voice calm but filled with conviction."Don’t worry. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere. I won’t let him get away with this."The instructor burst into laughter, his face twisted with derision.“Oh, that’s cute,” he jeered, straightening and
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 18
The instructor laughed arrogantly as his police officer uncle entered the room, his confidence boosted tenfold. Turning to Ethan, he smirked, his voice mocking.“So, this was your big plan?” he jeered, his eyes glinting with malice.“Call the cops? Well, here he is. Now what are you going to do, hero?”Before Ethan could respond, the instructor lunged forward and punched him hard, sending him sprawling to the ground.“That’s for earlier,” the instructor sneered, looking down at Ethan with smug satisfaction. “You’re nothing but a little punk who doesn’t know his place.”Ethan winced, steadying his breath as he pushed himself up, meeting the instructor’s eye with steady resolve.“He’s been harassing her,” he said firmly, nodding toward the girl. “Someone has to stop him.”The officer crossed his arms, his face twisted into a smirk as he shook his head.“And who exactly is going to do that, huh?” he chuckled.“You?” He looked at Ethan as if he were nothing more than an inconvenience.“Ki
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 19
The officer’s face went pale as the police chief’s words sank in.His arrogance quickly melted into fear, and in a desperate attempt to save himself, he dropped to his knees, hands clasped together.“Chief, please!” he begged, his voice shaking.“I didn’t do anything—I swear! It was him,” he said, pointing a trembling finger at his nephew, the instructor. “He’s the one who’s been causing all this trouble! I hardly even know him!”The instructor’s face contorted with fury as he looked down at his uncle, who was now groveling before the chief.“Oh, really?” he sneered, crossing his arms.“You don’t know me? That’s rich, considering you’ve been benefiting from my ‘business’ for years! Money, women…every time I gave you a cut, you were more than happy to take it.”The officer glanced up at him, his face desperate.“That’s a lie! You’re trying to drag me down with you!”The instructor laughed bitterly, shaking his head.“Save it, Uncle. You’ve always been in on this. Don’t act like you’re
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 20
The chief gave Ethan an appreciative nod, turning to the stunned officer and instructor with a smirk.“You two really picked the wrong ‘kid’ to mess with,” he said, chuckling.“This is no ordinary young man. Ethan here is the heir of the Elliot family—a trillionaire, to be precise.”The instructor’s face went slack, his jaw dropping. He looked between Ethan and the chief, his face pale with disbelief.“Wait… what?” he stammered, blinking as if he’d seen a ghost. “A trillionaire? This kid?”Ethan crossed his arms, a small smirk forming on his face.“Surprise,” he said casually, tilting his head slightly.“Turns out the ‘little punk’ you punched is worth a bit more than you thought.”The officer, still kneeling, turned a desperate shade of green.“Chief, I… I had no idea! I swear, I thought he was just… a college kid,” he babbled, trying to save face. “Ethan… Mr. Elliot… sir… I was… uh… just… testing your resilience!”“Oh, so assault was your way of giving me a resilience test?” Ethan
THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR CHAPTER 21
Sanaya greeted me with relief and thanks shining on her face."Thank you, Ethan. Really, for challenging that instructor. I never would have had the confidence to accomplish it by myself. But to you, I can at last feel comfortable here."Ethan grinned and waved it aside. "It's nothing, really.These days, the school is a safe venue. You ought to be able to study without regard to fear."She smiled, her eyes brilliant. Indeed, lastingly! Girls who like me won't have to worry about that weirdo any longer. She stopped, her face becoming reflective."How about me thanking you with a drink purchase? Least I can do is this.""Drinks are on you?" Ethan nodded, following along."That is an invitation I cannot refuse now.Sanaya ordered several drinks and flashed a lighthearted grin as they settled at the bar. And no arguments—these drinks are on me.Ethan nodded, laughed."All right, you twisted my arm."Clinking drinks, they savored the vibrant scene and laughter filling the pub. But their jo
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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
