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The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Elder Guam
Homeland was desperate. He realized the root of the Doberman's support was Moses.All the media houses and top news channels were all bought by Moses a long time ago. Homeland's media power was less than the Doberman clan. Because Moses was good at promotion, he ensure his cousin's name was always mentioned and talked about on television more than Homeland.Homeland only controls the national news channels, but it wasn't enough to overpower the news coverage Moses had on various television channels Moses owned. Before Homeland knew it, he was getting less and less popular while Xavier Doberman and Pete were growing popularity like a celebrity. Homeland became frustrated. The election was just eight months away and the electoral debate was three months away. He had to act fast or else Moses would keep making the Doberman clan rising stronger and stronger. There was only one thing left to do. He has to get rid of Moses. If he could take out Moses, the Doberman clan would crumble
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The repented sinner
Homeland became frustrated as he waited for any reports from the Black foot tribe. Homeland’s patience was wearing thin. Days had passed since his meeting with Elder Guam, and there had been no word from the Black Foot Tribe. Not a single report. No confirmation. Nothing. He paced back and forth in his private study, his fists clenched in frustration.“They’re supposed to be the best,” he muttered, slamming his fist against the edge of his desk. “What could be taking them so long?”Keith Collins, the Vice President, entered the room cautiously. “Still no word, sir?”“None,” Homeland snapped, turning to face him. “This silence is unacceptable. I paid them $100 million. I expected results, not this nonsense!”Before Keith could respond, Homeland’s secretary came in the room with a tablet. “Sir, you need to see this.”Homeland snatched the device and glared at the live broadcast. His eyes widened in shock. There, on the screen, was Moses Doberman, flanked by his cousin Xavier Dober
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Fake assassination attempt
Homeland was so pleased with his ratings that he threw a party to celebrate it. “Who would have thought playing the act of a repented sinner would boost public options of me? I'm such a genius.”Keith clicked glasses with him. “Not even the Doberman clan could foresee this. As long as we keep this repented performance of yours up, we will win.”Homeland grinned evilly. “And it's all thanks to you, senator Gladstone,” Homeland patted his back. “Once I become re-elected, I'll ensure you get $10 billion every year for the rest of your life.”Gladstone showed his teeth. “I'm grateful, your excellency. Now, how about we switch things up a bit?”Homeland raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”“Not everyone is deceived by this new act of yours,” Gladstone pointed out. “The Revolution Party still has a lot of supporters. We can't be contented with the little we have. We must steal the Doberman clan's supporters as well.”“But how do we do that?” Keith asked curiously. “Do you have any more b
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Exposed
Homeland sat in his dressing room, a confident smile playing on his lips as his stylist adjusted his tie. Out there, one of the biggest shows in the Twelve cities with a 20,000 audience were waiting for him to appear. A showman entered the room with a big smile on his face. “Your excellency, it's such an honour to have you on my show. The audience would be ecstatic to see you.”Homeland smiled proudly. “Of course. Your platform is one of the biggest platforms in the twelve cities. Do your best to make me look good to my people.”“Sure thing,” the showman bowed again, turning to leave. “You'll be up in ten minutes. Be prepared until then.”Homeland stood up to inspect himself before the mirror. This upcoming live interview with his vice president, would definitely solidify his newfound public favour. “This interview will seal the deal,” Homeland said, his tone smug. “The people will eat up my hero act. They’ll see I’m the man who survives and leads.” Keith nodded in agreement, s
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The bribe
After Homeland's exposure, his supporters turned into angry mobs. They all deserted him without a second glance. Everyone had seen him for the fraud and liar he was. There was no doubt he had lost the election. Meanwhile, the Doberman clan was experiencing a meteoric rise in supporters. Xavier Doberman became the new face of the revolution. News channels and talk shows clamoured to interview him, eager to hear his take on the scandal. The ratings for his interviews skyrocketed, painting him as a symbol of hope and freedom for the twelve cities. Public opinion polls showed a staggering shift: support for the Revolution Party had surged by 80% overnight, while Homeland’s approval rating plummeted to single digits. Homeland was left isolated, his campaign headquarters eerily quiet. Xavier Doberman used every opportunity to crush Homeland. He showed no mercy. Wherever he went, he made sure Homeland sees the massive crowd of supporters the Revolution Party was pulling. *
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Norman
Norman Rockwell drove his car through the quiet streets, his fingers drumming nervously on the steering wheel. His decision to tamper with the voting machine pressed down on him like an anchor, but he tried to push it aside. It was just one deal. After this, he’d retire, live a life of comfort, and put all of this behind him. With $25 Billion, he would be out of this shitty country and relax somewhere far away. When he pulled into his driveway, the house was dark. Odd, he thought. His wife and kids were always quick to greet him when he came home. “I’m home!” Norman called as he stepped inside. The silence was deafening. He frowned, placing his briefcase on the counter. “Helen? Kids?” The faint aroma of coffee wafted from the kitchen, breaking the stillness. He followed the scent, his steps cautious. As he entered the kitchen, his heart skipped a beat. Sitting casually at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of coffee, was a man Norman had only seen in headlines: Moses Do
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The election result
Three weeks later, election day arrived. The Streets were filled with citizens eager to cast their votes, with queues forming outside polling stations. The atmosphere was filled with tension as everyone knew the outcome of this election would shape their future.The Votix machines were prominently displayed in every polling center. Voters approached the machines with their identification cards, scanned their fingerprints, and selected their candidate. A final confirmation screen appeared before their vote was securely submitted.Meanwhile, Norman Rockwell supervised the process remotely, his face pale and drawn. He couldn’t shake Moses’ words from his mind: “Just do the right thing.”By evening, the voting concluded without any incident. The Votix machines transmitted the data to the central server, where it would be tallied and the results announced. Crowds gathered in public squares, their eyes glued to massive screens displaying live updates.* * * *Inside Homeland’s privat
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Defeated
Thousands of cheers erupted across the Twelve Cities.The public squares became seas of jubilation as people waved flags, hugged strangers, and chanted the Doberman clan's name. But inside Homeland’s office, the atmosphere was entirely different. The glass of whiskey slipped from Homeland’s hand, shattering on the floor. His face turned an alarming shade of red as the words sank in. “No… NO! This is impossible!” Homeland roared, slamming his fists on the table. Keith stepped back, afraid of Homeland’s growing rage. “Homeland… maybe it’s best to—” “Shut up!” Homeland bellowed, his voice cracking. He staggered to his feet, pointing an unsteady finger at the television. “That snake, Norman Rockwell! He betrayed me! He—he rigged this against me!” Homeland screamed again, grabbing the nearest object—a lamp—and hurling it across the room. It smashed against the wall, shards scattering everywhere. Keith flinched but said nothing. On the screen, Norman’s voice continued, “I
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Valeria
Moses felt like a heavy weight had been lifted off his shoulder after resolving the royal family conflict. A month after, Benjamin was crowned king at the ripe age of sixteen. Moses settled down in the United Kingdom Of Niklauria and live together with his new family. A week after Benjamin’s coronation, Moses was enjoying his quiet time, surfing on the royal palace's private beach. As he was prepared to ride another round of waves, Yuri approached him.“There’s someone here to see you.”Moses looked up, his brow furrowing. “Who is it? I'm about to ride another wave.”Yuri stepped aside and gestured for the visitor to come forward. A woman stepped forward, her head bowed, and her hands clasped tightly in front of her. Moses’s eyes widened in shock as he instantly recognized her.“Valeria?” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. It was his ex-wife, Valeria, from the Momo family. Moses hadn’t seen her in seventeen years—not since the Momo family disappeared from the twelve
Forgiveness
A soft chuckle escaped Elizabeth’s lips. She leaned back on her throne and regarded Benjamin closely.“Very well,” she said. “I will step down.”Curtis’s head snapped toward her, his jaws dropping. “What!” he exclaimed in shock.Elizabeth sighed, rising gracefully from her throne. “This was my decision from the very beginning, Curtis.” She continued. “When you spiraled out of my control, I sought for Moses’s help. I knew Benjamin would return. I chose him.”Curtis’s face twisted into a mask of fury. “You—You planned this all along?” His voice grew louder. “And you expect me to just step aside for some stranger to take the throne?”“He's your brother,” Elizabeth corrected, her tone sharp. “Your mind has been corrupted by the house of Neptune. You're in no position to become king.”“I don’t care!” Curtis bellowed. “I refuse to accept this! You may have chosen Benjamin, but I have half the kingdom’s military backing me! If you think I’m going to sit back and let some outsider take wh
family reunion
"I knew it," Moses whispered under his breath. "You're cut out to be a King." Curtis’s eyes threatened to fall from their sockets as he gaped at Benjamin. His mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. “Who the hell are you?” Curtis demanded, pointing his fingers at Benjamin in rage. Moses stepped forward, placing a steady hand on Benjamin's back. His voice carried over the stunned crowd, loud and clear. “This is my son, Benjamin, and the rightful heir to the throne of the United Kingdom of Niklauria.” Silence descended in the hallway. Curtis’s face instantly turned crimson as his shock gave way to anger. “What the hell are you talking about?” Curtis roared, pointing an accusing finger at Moses. “I am the rightful heir to the throne! This—this is absurd!” Moses exchanged glances with Benjamin. Then, Benjamin then turned to face Curtis. “We’re twin brothers, Curtis. Fraternal twins,” Benjamin said. Curtis’s eyebrows deepened into a frown. “That’s a lie! I am
Chosen
The next day, Curtis entered the grand hall of the Grand Sovereign Museum, where the legendary Crown of Domination was displayed. A red velvet carpet led directly to the centerpiece of the room: a glass pedestal casing that held the crown. Curtis strode confidently toward the display, his noble companion following closely behind. Several other museum visitors stopped to gawk as Curtis’s guards cleared the path for him. The museum curator, a graybeard man in a tailored suit, stepped forward and gave a polite bow.“Your Highness,” the curator began, gesturing toward the crown, “I've been expecting you. I learned you're here for the crown of domination. Would you like me to give you a brief record of the—”Curtis raised a hand, cutting the man off impatiently. “I don’t need the history lesson. I already know its legacy. Just tell me the terms.”The curator cleared his throat. “As you wish, Your Highness. For a fee of $10 million, you are permitted one attempt to wear the crown. But b
First encounter
“Watch where you’re going!” the boy rasped angrily, brushing imaginary dust off his shoulder. “Peasant. Are you blind?”Moses frowned as he scanned the boy, taking in the fine embroidery of his suit and the two guards from the House of Neptune. There was no doubt about it. This boy right here was Moses' second son. Benjamin, taken aback, raised his hands apologetically. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to—” But before he could finish, Moses stepped forward, his tone firm. “No, Benjamin. There’s no need to apologize. It was an accident.” This was Moses' first encounter with his second son and he already hated the boy's attitude. The boy raised an eyebrow, a smirk curling on his lips. “Do you know who I am?” His voice was laced with arrogance. “I am Prince Curtis, the rightful heir to the throne of the United Kingdom Of Niklauria. You'll speak to me with respect.” Before Benjamin could respond, one of Curtis’s guards stiffened visibly, his eyes locking on Moses. He leaned toward Curtis an
The Crown of Dominion
Moses private jet took off from North hills."Have you heard about the Crown of Dominion?" Moses asked Benjamin. Benjamin was seated opposite his father. He shook his head. "I don't know anything about it."Moses activated his Halo phone which displayed a holographic description of the crown. "It's an ancient artifact which is believed to have been forged by the gods," Moses explained. "Forged by the gods?" Benjamin looked bored. "Is this one of those folklore stories?"Moses continued as if he didn't hear him. "According to legend, the crown grants its wielder unmatched charisma and the ability to command absolute loyalty from armies. It can also inspire fear or reverence in anyone who beholds it."Benjamin supported his jaw on his hand. "So it's a myth. What's this got to do with my ascension to kinghood?""Plenty," Moses answered. "This crown is the cheat code to our victory. However, we're not the only ones interested in it."Benjamin raised his eyebrow. "Let me take a wild gue
Secret Twin
Benjamin stared at his father as if he just said the stupidest thing ever. “You want me to overthrow my mother?” Benjamin stood to his feet. “Why should I do that?”Moses leaned back in his chair and stared heavenwards. “Well, the House of Neptune is conspiring to dethrone your mom and replace her with a new king.”Moses paused to look Benjamin directly in his eyes. “Your mother was a smart woman. Too smart. Last week, she revealed to me that you had a secret twin brother.”Benjamin stiffened in shock. “M-my twin?”“You're not identical,” Moses noted. “You're both fraternal twins. Actually, after Elizabeth put to birth, she hid your twin brother while she handed you over to me to raise.”Moses explained the agreement he made with Elizabeth years ago after he agreed to raise Benjamin by himself. By the time Moses was done talking, Benjamin was speechless. He dropped back into his seat, but no words came out of his mouth. Moses sighed in exasperation. “I know it's a shocker, son. Sh
The truth
Moses turned to face the gathered crowd of parents, schoolteachers, and Principal Armstrong. He spread his arms wide and addressed them loud and clear. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began. “Let me remind you of the terms of our little bet. If I win, all of you—the parents, the teachers, and even Principal Armstrong—will grovel and apologize to me. Thereafter, I will consider funding the school project.” The hall remained still and silent.Everyone remembered the wager, but not many were prepared to grovel before Moses. Principal Armstrong cleared his throat and stepped forward. “Mr. Doberman, if I may. This isn’t necessary. On behalf of everybody here, I sincerely apologize for any offense caused. There’s no need for anyone to grovel.” Moses’s expression darkened, his glare sharp enough to cut stone. He turned his gaze on Armstrong with pure disgust. “Who made you the speaker for everyone here?” Moses snapped, his voice rising. “If you have nothing meaningful to say, then shut
Setting appointments
Another man, a teacher, stood to his feet. “For the second challenge, if I may. Can we step away from money? Let's see who among the both of you has the most influence.”August turned to him, intrigued. “That's interesting. What's the details of this challenge?”The teacher stepped out, an excited look in his eyes. “The challenge is simple: both parties must secure a meeting with the CEO of Graham Incorporated right here and now. The winner would be the one who Reggie Graham sets an appointment for.”Everyone exchanged glances. This challenge was good. Graham incorporated was the world leading tech company, known for its bestselling Halo Phones.Graham Incorporated had developed a reputation for rejecting partnerships from even the wealthiest tech corporations. Their CEO, Reggie Graham, rarely entertained meetings, let alone signed deals.Whoever could set an appointment with him would be a man with strong connections. Moses smirked. “Fascinating. I like this one. Let's do it.”Sti
