135. Bloody Cry

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Five

Xander Kings, a young billionaire in his late twenties, stood in front of the ornate bathroom mirror, his reflection distorted by his tear-streaked face.

His once immaculate hair now clung to his forehead, damp with sweat and despair. The opulent bathroom, adorned with marble and gold, provided a stark contrast to the overwhelming sorrow that consumed him.

Just hours ago, Xander had received the news that shook his very foundation. His company's accounts had been hacked, resulting in the loss of an entire billion dollars. The magnitude of this financial catastrophe hit him like a freight train, shattering the illusion of invincibility he had carefully built.

Leaning against the marble countertop, he buried his face in his hands, the weight of his failure crushing him. The tears flowed uncontrollably, streaming down his cheeks and mingling with his desperate sobs. He had poured his heart and soul into building his empire, sacrificing friendships,
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