Last Updated:
2024-04-24 09:14:31
Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
The Mysterious Midnight Magnate 124: Maria Bolton
As Maria Bolton stepped out of the hospital, her face hidden behind dark shades, the weight of her recent ordeal bore heavily upon her. Flanked by her loyal men, she walked with a determined stride, her boldness unshakable despite the turmoil that churned within her.Upon arriving at the autistic center, Maria's heart clenched with dread as she prepared to face the reality of her brother's deteriorating condition. With a heavy heart, she made her way to George's room, her footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.Pushing open the door, Maria was met with a scene of chaos. George, her beloved brother, was in the midst of a meltdown, his troubled mind spiraling out of control. He screamed and thrashed about, his actions fueled by a storm of confusion and distress."George, it's me, Maria," she called out, her voice trembling with emotion as she approached him. But her words seemed to fall upon deaf ears as George's behavior only escalated, his screams growing louder with each passing mom
The Mysterious Midnight Magnate 125: Drugs Found In Enermig
The following day dawned with an air of tension and apprehension as a convoy of police cars pulled up in front of Enermig, their presence stirring up fear and curiosity among the workers bustling about the building.As the officers disembarked from their vehicles, their authoritative demeanor sent a ripple of unease through the crowd. Whispers and murmurs spread like wildfire as speculation ran rampant about the reason for their sudden arrival.Inside the building, Peter, the man in charge of handling operations at Enermig, was taken aback when he received word of the police presence. With furrowed brows, he made his way to the entrance to meet the officers, his heart pounding with a mixture of anxiety and confusion."Is there a problem, officers?" Peter inquired, his voice laced with concern as he approached the group.The head police officer, a stern-looking man with a no-nonsense demeanor, fixed Peter with a penetrating stare before speaking. "We need to see Mr. Radcliffe," he dema
The Mysterious Midnight Magnate 126: In A Tight Spot
The news hit Eric like a freight train, leaving him reeling with disbelief and shock. Drugs found in Enermig? The company he had built from the ground up, a pillar of his legacy, now tainted by scandal and corruption. It was a punch to the gut, a betrayal of everything he had worked so hard to achieve.As he paced back and forth in his office, Eric's mind raced with a whirlwind of emotions. Anger, frustration, and disbelief surged through him like a tempest, threatening to consume him whole. How could this be happening? First, the ring went missing, and now this?He clenched his fists, his knuckles white with tension, as a torrent of curses spilled from his lips. It was as if the universe had conspired against him, hurling one obstacle after another in his path. It was too much to bear, too overwhelming to comprehend.With each passing moment, Eric's face hardened, fueled by a fierce determination to uncover the truth and clear his name. There had to be an insider, someone with a vend
The Mysterious Midnight Magnate 127: The Culprit
As Eric and Calvin approached Enermig, the once busy hub of business now stood eerily silent, its doors sealed shut and its windows darkened. A obvious tension hung in the air as they surveyed the scene, as boldness swept within them despite the daunting task ahead.Dressed in meticulously crafted police uniforms, Eric and Calvin blended seamlessly into their surroundings, their attire a guise to conceal their true intentions. With the massive sign declaring "No Entry" looming overhead and police officers stationed at every entrance, their plan seemed perilous at best. Yet, they were unfazed, fueled by a relentless drive to uncover the truth behind Maria Bolton's deceit.As they approached the guarded entrance, Eric's mind raced with strategies to outmaneuver the vigilant officers. With practiced precision, he adopted the authoritative demeanor of a seasoned law enforcement officer, his gaze steely and unwavering."Excuse me, gentlemen," Eric addressed the officers with a confident t
The Mysterious Midnight Magnate 128: James Sullivan
After scouring through the work documents with meticulous attention to detail, Eric's eyes finally landed on the name that would unravel the mystery surrounding the drug smuggling at Enermig. The culprit's name was James Sullivan, a 32-year-old man of average height with a rugged appearance that belied his deceptive nature.James Had grown up in a small town on the outskirts of the city, where he lived with his wife and two young children. Despite his outwardly ordinary life, James Harbored a dark secret – a history of run-ins with the law and ties to the criminal underworld.As Eric delved deeper into James 's background, he uncovered a trail of deceit and betrayal that stretched back years. From petty thefts to drug trafficking, James had dabbled in various criminal activities, always managing to stay one step ahead of the law.It was clear to Eric that James had been recruited by Maria Bolton as a pawn in her scheme to bring down Enermig. With his criminal past and desperate need
The Mysterious Midnight Magnate 129: Female Impersonation
As Eric sat in front of the mirror, surrounded by a flurry of activity from the makeup artists, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of frustration eating at him. It was ridiculous, really, having to go to such lengths just to track down James Sullivan, all because of a missing ring and an elusive ring bearer.As the makeup artist meticulously applied layers of foundation to his face, Eric couldn't shake the feeling of discomfort that washed over him.The sensation of his beard being shaved off was strange and unfamiliar, leaving him feeling exposed and vulnerable."Could you please relax your face, sir?" the makeup artist said, her tone laced with gentle exasperation. "It's hard to work with all those furrows on your brow."Calvin, standing nearby, struggled to contain his amusement as he watched Eric's transformation unfold. "You know, Eric," he said, a teasing grin playing at the corners of his lips, "you make a really ugly girl."Eric shot Calvin a withering glare, his frustration b
The Mysterious Midnight Magnate 130: Fooled And Caught
Eric remained seated, his eyes fixed on James Sullivan as he cavorted with the women in the VIP section. With nimble fingers, Eric quickly recorded the scene on his phone, capturing James's flirtatious gestures.As James's gaze met Eric's, a chill ran down Eric's spine. It was as if James had sensed his presence all along. Eric held his breath as James’s eyes did a once over at him, feeling a surge of revulsion at the man's lecherous gaze. But he maintained his composure, offering James a sly wink and a toss of his artificial ginger hair.James's reaction was immediate—he averted his gaze, discomfort evident in his demeanor. Eric's smirk widened as he realized he had succeeded in rattling James.Determined to press his advantage, Eric rose from his stool and sauntered over to a spot where James couldn't miss him. With practiced nonchalance, he struck a pose and lifted his vodka glass to his lips, holding James's gaze with a steely determination. This was his moment to seize control of
The Mysterious Midnight Magnate 131: Threatening The Culprit
Eric and Calvin approached James, their footsteps echoing against the concrete floor. James, bound to a chair, struggled futilely against his ropes, his eyes wide with fear and confusion as he beheld the man’s true identity."So much for being Paulina," Eric muttered under his breath, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.Calvin chuckled softly, his gaze fixed on James. "So, you're the infamous James Sullivan," he remarked, his tone tinged with amusement.James squirmed in his chair, his attempts to free himself growing more desperate by the second. Eric raised an eyebrow, observing James with a mixture of amusement and contempt. "Looks like you have something to say," he remarked casually.James nodded vigorously, his eyes pleading for mercy as Eric removed the gag from his mouth. “Help!” With a sudden burst of defiance, James screamed, his voice echoing across the rooftop.Eric's expression darkened with fury at James's outburst. "Son of a bitch," he hissed, his fist connecti
Latest Chapter
- The Mysterious Midnight Magnate
173: Purpose Fulfilled
Eight months later…Eric’s phone was ringing and he was in the middle of an important meeting, discussing a new business venture with key stakeholders. His phone's vibration on the polished oak table drew everyone's attention. Glancing at the screen, he saw the hospital's number and felt his heart leap into his throat."Excuse me, I have to take this," Eric said, his voice tight with barely contained excitement. He hurried out of the conference room, his footsteps echoing down the hallway."Mr. Radcliffe, your wife is in labor. You need to come to the hospital immediately," the nurse's voice was calm but insistent.Eric didn't need to be told twice. He dashed to his car, barely registering the concerned looks from his colleagues as he sped out of the parking lot. His mind raced faster than the car, thoughts of Emily and their unborn child filling his every moment. The city blurred past him as he moved through the morning traffic, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.Arriving
- The Mysterious Midnight Magnate
172: It's All Over
Eric and Mason fought fiercely on the ground, their bodies a blur of desperate, primal motion. Each punch and shove reverberated through the room, their grunts and growls of exertion echoing off the walls. Mason was furious, fueled by a dark, vengeful rage, but Eric's was driven by something far more powerful: the need to protect Emily.As they struggled, Claudia stood nearby, her gun trained on Emily. Emily’s wide, terrified eyes darted between the two men fighting and the woman holding the gun. Every muscle in her body was taut with fear.“You think you can just take my life and ruin everything, Eric?” Mason spat, shoving Eric hard enough to knock him back a few feet. Eric stumbled but quickly regained his footing, charging back at Mason with renewed fury.“Let her go, Mason!” Eric shouted, his voice hoarse. He managed to land a solid punch on Mason’s jaw, causing him to stagger.Claudia’s hands trembled slightly as she kept her gun pointed at Emily. “Eric, just stop! This doesn’t
- The Mysterious Midnight Magnate
171: Facing The Enemy
Eric gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white, as he followed Mason's cryptic directions through the darkening landscape. The sun had already set, and shadows loomed large on the sides of the road. His phone, on speaker, rested in the holder on the dashboard, Mason's sinister voice crackling through the static."Turn left at the next junction," Mason instructed. "Drive another mile, then take the dirt road on your right."Eric glanced in his rearview mirror. The police, in unmarked cars, maintained a safe distance, careful not to alert anyone to their presence. They were his silent backup, his safety net.As nightfall blanketed the surroundings, Eric's anxiety grew. He navigated the twists and turns, the dirt road growing rougher as he approached the abandoned house. His headlights cast eerie shadows on the dilapidated structure ahead.Eric parked the car and stepped out, his phone still pressed to his ear. Mason's voice guided him, directing him toward the entrance."Walk strai
- The Mysterious Midnight Magnate
170: The Phone Call
Eric sat in the police station, his mind a whirlwind of fear and frustration. Detectives and officers buzzed around him, discussing strategies and leads, but all Eric could think about was Emily. The clock was ticking, and each passing second felt like a century.Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his pocket, jolting him from his thoughts. The number on the screen was unknown. With a sinking feeling, he stepped outside the station to take the call, seeking a moment of privacy amidst the chaos."Hello?" Eric answered, his voice tense."Eric Radcliffe," a cold, mocking voice replied. "Or should I say, Mr. Radcliffe? It's been a while."Eric's grip tightened on the phone. "Mason," he spat. "What the hell do you want?"Mason's sinister laugh echoed through the line. "Straight to the point, as always. I have Emily. And if you ever want to see her and your precious baby alive again, you'll do exactly as I say."Eric's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of rage and terror coursing through him. "
- The Mysterious Midnight Magnate
169: Hurting Emily
Mason Hargraves navigated the winding, overgrown path leading to the abandoned house, his footsteps crunching on the gravel. He pushed open the creaking door and stepped inside, greeted by the musty smell of decay. Claudia was waiting for him in the living room, her arms crossed and a satisfied smirk playing on her lips."Mason," she greeted, her voice dripping with malice. "Everything's going according to plan.""Good," Mason replied, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Let's get this over with."Claudia led him to the basement door, her heels clicking on the wooden floor. She unlocked it and motioned for Mason to follow her down the narrow, dark stairs. At the bottom, a single flickering bulb cast eerie shadows on the concrete walls. Emily was huddled in a corner, her wrists bound, her face streaked with tears.Mason approached her slowly, his eyes narrowing as he took in her disheveled appearance. "Emily," he said softly, almost tenderly, though his words were laced with venom. "I never
- The Mysterious Midnight Magnate
168: Fear
Eric stood in his spacious office, the sunlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows showing a warm glow over the room. He was meticulously arranging documents for an upcoming meeting with his staff and overseas collaborators. The stakes were high, and the presentation needed to be flawless. Yet, despite the impending meeting, a soft smile played on Eric's lips as he thought about Emily, his fiancée.Slipping his phone from his pocket, he decided to call her. He wanted to hear her voice, a sweet reassurance amidst the chaos of his day. He dialed her number and waited, the smile still lingering.The phone rang, but there was no answer. He frowned slightly, dialing again. Still nothing. A hint of worry started to creep in. Emily usually answered his calls, especially since she knew how busy his schedule could get. Just then, his phone buzzed with an incoming call. It was one of the bodyguards assigned to Emily."Mr. Radcliffe," the guard's voice was tense. "We have a situ
- The Mysterious Midnight Magnate
167: Lured And Kidnapped
Emily sat in her room, staring at her phone in disbelief. She had just received a call from a friendly, excited voice claiming that she had won a lottery she didn't even remember entering. The caller had given her detailed instructions on where to go to claim her prize, and despite her initial skepticism, the excitement of the potential win clouded her judgment."Is this for real?" she murmured to herself, glancing around her room as if seeking confirmation from the empty walls. She replayed the conversation in her mind."Congratulations, Ms. Walters! You've won our grand prize lottery!" the voice had chirped. "All you need to do is come to 23 Maple Street to collect your winnings."Emily had hesitated. "I don't remember entering any lottery."The voice laughed lightly. "It's a special promotion, ma'am. Sometimes people get entered automatically through their regular purchases. We're so excited for you!""But... I didn't get any notification before this," Emily had said, still unsure.
- The Mysterious Midnight Magnate
166: The Proposal
Eric had planned every detail meticulously. He had arranged for a beautiful rooftop garden to be decorated with fairy lights, delicate flowers, and an elegant dining setup. The location was stunning, with a panoramic view of the city skyline. It was the perfect place for a surprise, and Eric wanted everything to be flawless."Emily," Eric said with a casual smile, "I've heard about this new diner in town. How about we check it out tonight?"Emily, always up for trying new things, agreed enthusiastically. "Sure, that sounds fun. I could use a night out."Eric drove them to the rooftop location, keeping his nerves in check as they pulled up to the beautifully lit entrance. As they stepped out of the car, the ambiance was magical. The twinkling lights and the soft music playing in the background created a romantic atmosphere."This place is beautiful, Eric," Emily remarked, looking around in awe. "I didn't know about this spot."Eric just smiled, taking her hand and leading her inside.
- The Mysterious Midnight Magnate
165: Mason's Anger
Mason Hargraves sat hunched over a workbench in the basement of an old, decrepit warehouse. The space was filled with the acrid smell of oil and dust, the faint sound of dripping water echoing in the background. A single, flickering light bulb hung overhead, casting eerie shadows across the concrete floor. The table before him was cluttered with an assortment of weapons and tools, each one meticulously arranged and gleaming under the sparse light.Mason picked up a long, serrated combat knife, his fingers running along the blade's edge with a chilling sense of purpose. His eyes, cold and calculating, reflected the light as he stared at the weapon. "Eric Radcliffe," he muttered under his breath, a twisted smile forming on his lips. "You think you’re untouchable, don’t you? Surviving death, coming back as if nothing happened. But tonight, your luck runs out."He placed the knife back on the table and reached for a handgun, checking the chamber with methodical precision. "Claudia, poor
