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The Goldstein Retribution Saga Chapter 193
The drive back to Leander’s home felt almost surreal after the excitement of the yacht party. The laughter, the champagne, the endless conversations about business and life—it all seemed a world apart as the sleek car glided through the quiet streets of Etherium City. Leander leaned back against the leather seat, watching the city lights flicker past. Benjamin sat beside him, quiet for once, while Wyatt was already half-asleep in the front seat, his sunglasses still perched on his nose despite the fact that it was well past midnight. They pulled up to Leander’s mansion, its modern architecture illuminated by soft lights that made the place seem even more imposing. As they stepped out of the car, Leander spotted a familiar figure waiting on the front steps: his mother, Sophia. She was dressed elegantly, as always, her silver hair swept back in a neat chignon. Despite the lateness of the hour, she looked poised and perfectly composed, standing with an air of quiet authority that had
The Goldstein Retribution Saga Chapter 194: At the Auction
Leander walked into the grand hall, a buzz of chatter and excitement filling the air. He scanned the room, admiring the high ceilings adorned with chandeliers. The walls were lined with exquisite art pieces, each one telling a story. This was no ordinary evening; it was the annual art auction, where the city’s elite gathered to bid on breathtaking works.“Leander! Over here!” shouted a familiar voice. It was Benjamin, his best friend, waving from across the room. Leander made his way over, feeling the energy of the crowd around him.“You made it!” Benjamin grinned, adjusting his tie. “Did you see the Rothko over there? It’s stunning!”“Yeah, I saw it. I think the bidding is going to get fierce,” Leander replied, glancing toward the vibrant painting. “But I’ve got my eye on something else.”Benjamin raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? What’s caught your fancy?”Leander leaned in, lowering his voice. “The sculpture by Mireille. It’s bold and captivating. I think it’ll be a great addition
The Goldstein Retribution Saga Chapter 195
Arriving home, he pulled into the driveway of his modern estate nestled in a quiet neighborhood. The moon cast a soft glow over the manicured lawn, and Leander felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him. He had accomplished something significant tonight. Stepping out of the car, he took a moment to appreciate the quiet of the night, contrasting sharply with the hustle and bustle of the auction. As he walked to the front door, the sound of his footsteps echoed softly on the stone pathway. He could already envision the sculpture in his mind, its bold presence adding character to his living space.Inside, the house was dimly lit, a warm ambiance welcoming him home. He flipped on the lights, and the spacious foyer brightened, revealing high ceilings and elegant decor. “Mom?” he called out, wondering if she was still awake. He hadn’t told her about the auction, wanting to surprise her with the news of his latest acquisition.No answer. He made his way to the kitchen, finding the soft glo
The Goldstein Retribution Saga Chapter 196:
Arriving home, he pulled into the driveway of his modern estate nestled in a quiet neighborhood. The moon cast a soft glow over the manicured lawn, and Leander felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him. He had accomplished something significant tonight. Stepping out of the car, he took a moment to appreciate the quiet of the night, contrasting sharply with the hustle and bustle of the auction. As he walked to the front door, the sound of his footsteps echoed softly on the stone pathway. He could already envision the sculpture in his mind, its bold presence adding character to his living space. Inside, the house was dimly lit, a warm ambiance welcoming him home. He flipped on the lights, and the spacious foyer brightened, revealing high ceilings and elegant decor. “Mom?” he called out, wondering if she was still awake. He hadn’t told her about the auction, wanting to surprise her with the news of his latest acquisition. No answer. He made his way to the kitchen, finding the sof
The Goldstein Retribution Saga Chapter 197
Arriving home, he pulled into the driveway of his modern estate nestled in a quiet neighborhood. The moon cast a soft glow over the manicured lawn, and Leander felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him. He had accomplished something significant tonight. Stepping out of the car, he took a moment to appreciate the quiet of the night, contrasting sharply with the hustle and bustle of the auction. As he walked to the front door, the sound of his footsteps echoed softly on the stone pathway. He could already envision the sculpture in his mind, its bold presence adding character to his living space. Inside, the house was dimly lit, a warm ambiance welcoming him home. He flipped on the lights, and the spacious foyer brightened, revealing high ceilings and elegant decor. “Mom?” he called out, wondering if she was still awake. He hadn’t told her about the auction, wanting to surprise her with the news of his latest acquisition. No answer. He made his way to the kitchen, finding th
The Goldstein Retribution Saga Chapter 198
Arriving home, he pulled into the driveway of his modern estate nestled in a quiet neighborhood. The moon cast a soft glow over the manicured lawn, and Leander felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him. He had accomplished something significant tonight. Stepping out of the car, he took a moment to appreciate the quiet of the night, contrasting sharply with the hustle and bustle of the auction. As he walked to the front door, the sound of his footsteps echoed softly on the stone pathway. He could already envision the sculpture in his mind, its bold presence adding character to his living space. Inside, the house was dimly lit, a warm ambiance welcoming him home. He flipped on the lights, and the spacious foyer brightened, revealing high ceilings and elegant decor. “Mom?” he called out, wondering if she was still awake. He hadn’t told her about the auction, wanting to surprise her with the news of his latest acquisition. No answer. He made his way to the kitchen, finding th
The Goldstein Retribution Saga Chapter 199 — Leander warns Dorian
Leander eventually planned the Blackwood family, something he had been eager to do for a while now. Now that he had the opportunity, he didn't hesitate as he drove his Lamborghini car with a few convoys into the extravagant mansion.His Lamborghini cut through the early evening, its engine humming with an understated power. Behind him, a few convoys followed closely, maintaining the tight formation of a man used to asserting control. His heart raced, not because of the cars or the grandeur of his entrance, but because of what he was about to do. The Blackwood family had been on his mind, a stepping stone toward larger plans, and now, the moment had arrived.When the mansion’s wrought-iron gates swung open, the security guards straightened at the sight of him, their posture a symbol of both recognition and respect. There were no questions, no hesitations as Leander was granted immediate access. The convoy drove across the manicured lawns, the wheels making a soft crunch as they stopped
The Goldstein Retribution Saga Chapter 200:
As the evening dragged on, Leander kept his focus on the meal, but his mind was still stuck on Camila. Something wasn’t right, and he couldn’t shake the feeling. Dorian was laughing, enjoying the food, completely unbothered by the tension that had crept into the room. But Leander noticed the smallest of things; Dorian’s fingers tightening slightly around his wine glass every time Camila’s name was mentioned.After the meal, they both headed back into the mansion’s larger sitting room. Dorian waved Leander toward a leather armchair, offering him a cigar, but before Leander could accept, Camila walked back into the room, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. She held her glass of wine, swirling the liquid inside with a distant expression on her face, clearly lost in thought."Ah, there she is," Dorian said, though his tone was slightly off. His eyes followed Camila’s every movement as if he was trying to anticipate her next step.Leander couldn’t help but notice the change
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Leander stretched his legs as the private jet descended toward the coastal paradise of Montevia. The turquoise waters sparkled below, and lush green islands dotted the horizon like emeralds in the ocean. Beside him, Brianna leaned back in her seat, her sunglasses perched atop her golden hair, radiating effortless elegance."This was overdue," she said, her voice soft yet teasing.Leander turned to her with a smile. "Blame the whirlwind of deals, auctions, and diplomatic dinners. But now, I’m all yours."The jet landed smoothly, and they were greeted on the tarmac by a motorcade of luxury SUVs. Montevia was known for its breathtaking landscapes and exclusivity—this wasn’t a place for casual tourists. Only the most elite found themselves vacationing here, and Leander and Brianna fit that bill perfectly.---The villa was a marvel of modern architecture, perched on a cliff overlooking the ocean. Floor-to-ceiling windows revealed a panoramic view of the endless sea, while the infinity poo
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Leander stretched his legs as the private jet descended toward the coastal paradise of Montevia. The turquoise waters sparkled below, and lush green islands dotted the horizon like emeralds in the ocean. Beside him, Brianna leaned back in her seat, her sunglasses perched atop her golden hair, radiating effortless elegance."This was overdue," she said, her voice soft yet teasing.Leander turned to her with a smile. "Blame the whirlwind of deals, auctions, and diplomatic dinners. But now, I’m all yours."The jet landed smoothly, and they were greeted on the tarmac by a motorcade of luxury SUVs. Montevia was known for its breathtaking landscapes and exclusivity—this wasn’t a place for casual tourists. Only the most elite found themselves vacationing here, and Leander and Brianna fit that bill perfectly.---The villa was a marvel of modern architecture, perched on a cliff overlooking the ocean. Floor-to-ceiling windows revealed a panoramic view of the endless sea, while the infinity poo
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As the evening wound down at the Evans estate, Leander found himself reflecting on how smoothly the dinner had gone. The partnership with the Evans family held tremendous potential, and for the first time in years, the idea of forging alliances felt more natural than adversarial. He was about to leave when Walter extended a hand and stopped him.“Leander, a word before you go?” Walter asked, gesturing toward his study.Curious but composed, Leander nodded. “Of course.”The two entered the dimly lit study, where walls were lined with shelves of leather-bound books. A vintage globe stood by the window, and the scent of aged wood filled the room. Walter closed the door behind them and motioned for Leander to sit in one of the plush chairs by the fireplace.“What’s on your mind?” Leander asked, his tone measured.Walter sat across from him, a serious expression settling over his face. “I need to ask for your discretion, Leander. This partnership we’ve discussed—it’s as much about necessit
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As the evening wound down at the Evans estate, Leander found himself reflecting on how smoothly the dinner had gone. The partnership with the Evans family held tremendous potential, and for the first time in years, the idea of forging alliances felt more natural than adversarial. He was about to leave when Walter extended a hand and stopped him.“Leander, a word before you go?” Walter asked, gesturing toward his study.Curious but composed, Leander nodded. “Of course.”The two entered the dimly lit study, where walls were lined with shelves of leather-bound books. A vintage globe stood by the window, and the scent of aged wood filled the room. Walter closed the door behind them and motioned for Leander to sit in one of the plush chairs by the fireplace.“What’s on your mind?” Leander asked, his tone measured.Walter sat across from him, a serious expression settling over his face. “I need to ask for your discretion, Leander. This partnership we’ve discussed—it’s as much about necessit
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The grand hall of the Thornton estate was resplendent with luxury. Crystal chandeliers sparkled overhead, casting a golden glow on the marble floors, while the walls were adorned with intricate tapestries depicting the family’s storied lineage. It was their annual feast—a celebration of the Thornton legacy, a night to flaunt wealth, power, and influence to the elite of society.Leander stood at the entrance, his sharp suit tailored to perfection. His expression was calm, almost unreadable, but his eyes held a glint of quiet determination. He had been invited, not out of goodwill but as a courtesy and a calculated move by the Thornton family to show they had nothing to fear from him. After all, Leander's recent rise in influence had made him a threat, even to the likes of the Thorntons.As he stepped into the hall, the chatter quieted for a moment. All eyes turned to him. He was an outsider in this circle of established power, yet his presence demanded respect."Leander," Albert Thornt
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Leander stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the skyline. The city below was alive with movement, lights flickering in every direction, but up here, in the quiet of his penthouse, it felt like a different world. He took a slow sip of whiskey, feeling the warmth spread through him. The quiet of the evening was a rare gift, one he appreciated more than he let on.The sound of the door opening behind him brought his attention back to the present. Wyatt walked in, his usual easygoing demeanor at odds with the tension in his posture."What's got you in such a rush?" Leander asked, his voice low but carrying a note of curiosity.Wyatt closed the door softly behind him, walking across the room to join Leander by the windows. "Just came from a meeting with the board. It's about the next quarter." He paused, eyeing the glass in Leander's hand. "You're drinking already?"Leander smirked, taking another sip. "Some days, it feels necessary."Wyatt shook his head but didn't commen
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As the evening stretched into night, the two friends returned to their seats, the conversation flowing easily once more. They discussed upcoming projects, potential collaborations, and their shared vision for the future. “You know,” Wyatt said, swirling the last of his whiskey, “we should do this more often. Just sit back and talk, no agendas or deadlines looming over us.” “I’d like that,” Leander said, a rare note of vulnerability in his voice. “It’s easy to lose sight of what really matters when you’re caught up in the grind.” Wyatt nodded, raising his glass. “To friendship, then. The one thing that’s worth more than all the deals in the world.” Leander clinked his glass against Wyatt’s, the sound ringing out like a promise.The conversation deepened as the night drew on, the city lights sparkling in the background. Leander and Wyatt, though often consumed by the corporate grind, rarely afforded themselves these moments of unguarded honesty. This was one of those nights.Wyatt l
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As the evening stretched into night, the two friends returned to their seats, the conversation flowing easily once more. They discussed upcoming projects, potential collaborations, and their shared vision for the future. “You know,” Wyatt said, swirling the last of his whiskey, “we should do this more often. Just sit back and talk, no agendas or deadlines looming over us.” “I’d like that,” Leander said, a rare note of vulnerability in his voice. “It’s easy to lose sight of what really matters when you’re caught up in the grind.” Wyatt nodded, raising his glass. “To friendship, then. The one thing that’s worth more than all the deals in the world.” Leander clinked his glass against Wyatt’s, the sound ringing out like a promise.The conversation deepened as the night drew on, the city lights sparkling in the background. Leander and Wyatt, though often consumed by the corporate grind, rarely afforded themselves these moments of unguarded honesty. This was one of those nights.Wyatt l
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The late afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the expansive terrace of Wyatt’s penthouse. The panoramic view of the city was breathtaking, with skyscrapers reflecting the sun’s brilliance and the streets below teeming with life. Leander leaned back in one of the plush armchairs, a tumbler of whiskey resting on the table in front of him. Across from him, Wyatt lounged in his usual carefree manner, his tie loosened and the top button of his shirt undone.“So,” Wyatt began, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, “how’s Brianna handling your new found glory as a corporate savior?”Leander chuckled, shaking his head. “She’s proud, of course, but she keeps reminding me not to let it get to my head. Says she doesn’t want to live with an ego the size of this penthouse.”Wyatt laughed, the sound rich and genuine. “Smart woman. You’d be insufferable if you started taking yourself too seriously.”“Says the man who had a custom portrait commissioned for his office,” Leander shot back, smirking.
