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The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Big Boss won't swallow
Holman’s hands shook as he clasped them behind his back, watching nervously from the shadows. It had been over an hour since the first chef’s dish was presented, and the clock continued to tick as each of the Saint House’s top chefs submitted their finest creations to the Big Boss. One by one, the Big Boss sampled the dishes—an artful seafood risotto, a delicate truffle-infused soufflé, a perfectly seared duck breast glazed in rare citrus reductions. With each bite, he’d lift his fork, place the morsel on his tongue, and chew slowly, his face revealing absolutely nothing. After only one taste, he would set his fork down, his expression as blank and impenetrable as it had been from the start. He didn’t swallow.This was the first time something like this had happened at the Saint's Plate. No one had ever not swallowed a dish. It was the greatest insult dealt to the Saint House. Holman wanted the earth to swallow him. The tension in the room grew thicker with each dish. The hea
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Sandra's dish
Outside the bustling kitchen, Sandra stood silently, listening to Holman’s booming words. Each line of his anger made her realize how grave the situation was inside.She could feel the pressure weighing down on the Saint House chefs. They’d been the pride of this place for years, celebrated and honored as culinary artists, yet tonight, the Big Boss was reducing their finest to dust. A pang of sadness filled her as she listened to their desperate attempts to regain their family’s honor.Sandra’s gaze drifted down to her hands, hands that can bring even the most hardened souls to tears with a single taste. Her late husband and her son were the only people in the world who had tasted her food made with her “Gifted Hands.” She could still picture the tears, the pride in his eyes whenever he ate her food. The reason why her brother-in-laws killed her husband was simple. He wanted to make Sandra the head of the Saint House. Now, he was gone, and his family were on the brink of humil
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Forgiveness
The silence in the room shattered as a wave of disbelief rippled through the gathered audience. Holman’s eyes widened and his jaws dropped. The chefs behind the doors of the kitchen all exchanged glances, their faces morphing to sheer shock. “What… what just happened?” Donovan whispered, unable to comprehend this unexpected turn of event. Margot blinked in disbelief, her poised demeanor cracking like an egg. Sandra’s face lit up with joy, her hands trembling as she held her breath, waiting for the Big Boss's response. He set down his fork.There was a glimmer of approval sparking in his eyes. “Now that,” he intoned, his deep voice softening, “is how you capture the essence of fine dining.” A stunned silence enveloped the room before the tension broke, and the chefs erupted into cheers. "She did it!" They shouted. "I can't believe she did it."Holman felt a rush of relief flood through him as he staggered back, clutching his banging heart. The Saint House had been saved, all
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Lord Barnabas
"You didn't want to tell her you're the Big Boss?" Yuri asked as Moses boarded a private jet that was set to leave GreenFalls city. "No, I would rather she don't know it was me," Moses said settling down on one of the plush seats. "When next we meet, I would like to see the surprise on her face."Yuri sat down opposite him. "How did you know she was an exceptional cook?"Moses shrugged. "To be honest, I had no idea she was that good. When she gave me a ride in that her truck, she told me a lot of things, like how she would like the world to have a taste of her cooking."Moses paused as a warm smile lit up his face. "When I hosted that contest, I planned to reject all those other chefs food just so I can score her the winner. I wasn't expecting much from her but I was shocked at how amazingly godly her meal Was."Yuri's face softened with relief. "I'm so glad you are safe, master. When I heard about your plane crash, I nearly killed myself."Moses stiffened in shock. "What do you mea
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Five punishment of terror
As dawn broke over Barbary, Lord Barnabas wasted no time fortifying his nation. He deployed elite units to guard every border, armed with state-of-the-art surveillance systems and fortified checkpoints. The defenses were bolstered with anti-aircraft weaponry and armored vehicles stationed strategically to cover every possible entry route. Barnabas was determined to handle Moses; he believed sheer force and vigilance would counter whatever Moses planned next. He paced in his headquarters, issuing orders with high confidence. "He’ll see I’m not so easily intimidated," Barnabas muttered, glancing at the monitors displaying live feeds of the fortified borders. But his confidence was short-lived. Barely an hour later, his chief financial officer rushed in, face pale and trembling. "My lord... we have a situation at the Central Bank," he stammered. Barnabas turned, irritation flickering in his eyes. "What now?" "Sir, it's... it's been hacked. The entire Central Bank system. W
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Dance of Shame
Barnabas’s face turned paled as he looked over his brutalized generals. This wasn’t a random act of violence; it was a calculated humiliation, a warning message sent to him alone.As his guards pulled the raft ashore and untied the beaten men, Barnabas clenched his fists. The sight of his leaders—men he had counted on to inspire fear and loyalty—brought a cold dread seeping into his heart. They had been turned into symbols of helplessness and shame.In silence, he watched his men struggle to stand, their strength barely holding them upright. That was when Barnabas realized with growing unease that this was an assault on his power and his image. The Black Foot Clan had made his own generals into a message—one that would spread through the ranks like wildfire.Barnabas felt a bitter chill wrap around him. His iron grip on his army had started to crack. If his generals could be degraded and left for dead so easily, it wouldn’t be long before his soldiers questioned his authority.
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The White family's invitation
After Lord barnabas downfall, Moses relaxed. No one, aside Westminster and the Twelve cities military knew Moses was responsible for Lord Barnabas public humiliation. Moses show of strength and power caused the government House to be afraid of him. How this man whom was a penniless loser grew to became the most powerful man in the Twelve cities remained a mystery. Moses achievement was a wonder. He was mayor of three Cities, his family owned the fastest growing bank business in the country and he was also agent to the Big Boss. Still, in the eyes of the ordinary man, the Doberman clan were still nowhere close to the Top elite families of the twelve cities. The Elite families of the twelve cities used to be the Doberman Clan, the Jetsons, the White Family and the Hunter family. However, since the downfall of the Doberman's clan four years ago, the current elite families were the White Family, The Jetsons and the Hunter family. Because the Doberman clan refuse to take credit for
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The White family's invitation
After Lord barnabas downfall, Moses relaxed. No one, aside Westminster and the Twelve cities military knew Moses was responsible for Lord Barnabas public humiliation. Moses show of strength and power caused the government House to be afraid of him. How this man whom was a penniless loser grew to became the most powerful man in the Twelve cities remained a mystery. Moses achievement was a wonder. He was mayor of three Cities, his family owned the fastest growing bank business in the country and he was also agent to the Big Boss. Still, in the eyes of the ordinary man, the Doberman clan were still nowhere close to the Top elite families of the twelve cities. The Elite families of the twelve cities used to be the Doberman Clan, the Jetsons, the White Family and the Hunter family. However, since the downfall of the Doberman's clan four years ago, the current elite families were the White Family, The Jetsons and the Hunter family. Because the Doberman clan refuse to take credit for
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Epilogue
A year later, Claude Laurent stood in court, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he gripped the table in front of him, his face pale like a ghost. He now looked like a broken man. The courtroom was packed with reporters and spectators.At the front of the room, Moses sat with a cigarette between his fingers, watching Claude quietly. Before Claude lay a stack of legal documents, waiting for his signature. He was about to hand over his prized hotel to Moses without collecting a single dime.The Imperial Twin Hotel had crushed all competition in its first year, raking in over $60 billion in revenue. It had become a global sensation which attracted the wealthiest patrons, celebrities, and business moguls from all over the world. On the other hand, Diamond Fountain suffered. Its bookings plummeted overnight. Within that same year, they signed for bankruptcy. According to the legal agreement between Moses and Claude, Diamond Fountain Hotel now belonged to Moses. For free!W
The Endgame
Word spread like wildfire across Ice City. The Imperial Hotel was undergoing a massive transformation. The houses surrounding the Imperial Hotel had been purchased and demolished, making way for a sprawling new foundation. Cranes could be seen towering over the site, and workers bustling about, laying the groundwork.Moses called for a press conference, inviting journalists from every major news outlet in the city. The event was held in a temporary conference hall near the construction site, and the room was packed with reporters, photographers, and curious onlookers.Moses stepped onto the stage, dressed in a sharp black suit. He stood at the podium and addressed the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for being here today. I’m Floyd Westchester, and I’m here to announce the future of the Imperial Hotel.”He paused, allowing the murmurs of surprise to ripple through the crowd. No one recognized his name, but this was what Moses wanted. Until this project is completed, Mos
Claude's Challenge
Moses was taken aback by Claude’s sudden outburst. The man’s cheerful expression had vanished, replaced by a storm of anger and resentment. Moses raised his hands slightly, trying to defuse the tension. “Whoa, hold on. Why do you say ‘over my dead body’? What’s your issue with the Imperial Hotel?”Claude’s face twisted with bitterness as he leaned forward, his hands gripping the edge of his desk. “Madame Aurora,” he spat the name like it was poison. “She made my life a living hell. I was once an employee at the Imperial Hotel, loyal and dedicated. But no matter how hard I worked, it was never enough for her.” “She belittled me, humiliated me, and treated me like dirt. I vowed to destroy her and everything she stood for. And I did. I built Diamond Fountain Hotel to surpass hers, to crush her legacy. I won’t let her name or her hotel rise again—not as long as I’m alive.”Moses sat in stunned silence, processing Claude’s words. It seemed Madame Aurora’s cruelty had come full circle.
Diamond Fountain Hotel
Ice City was a prosperous city. However, the living expenses for the average man was bloody expensive. Moses had made arrangements for a dinner meeting with the number one hotel in Ice City. Diamond Fountain Hotel.This was the hotel that overthrow the Imperial hotel.Moses was impressed by the luxury when he stepped inside the hotel. Yet, the Infinite Castle hotel was dead ass a hundred times luxurious than this hotel.Diamond Fountain Hotel allows a free tour of the hotel to tourist.Before his meeting, Moses took his precious time to survey the hotel from the beginning to the end. The guide outlay the history of the hotel and how it's been reigning at the top for years. The more the guide spoke, the more disappointed Moses was at Madame Aurora. He was disappointed she gave up and allowed this hotel to beat hers.Diamond Fountain hotel was good, no doubt, but it was nowhere close to the glory days of the Imperial hotel. One of the major issues Moses took note during his tour
Second chance
The funeral for Madame Aurora was a small, quiet, affair, held in the grand hall of the Imperial Hotel. Only members of the Momo family were present during the funeral. Apart from them, there were scarcely anyone else aside Moses who had come to pay his last respect.Moses and Yuri stood at the back, observing quietly.Madame Aurora had once been a formidable figure in her earlier years. Her death marked the end of an era as the most powerful matriarch across the twelve cities. After the funeral, Valeria approached Moses and Yuri. “Moses, my grandmother left something for you. It’s in the study. Would you come with me?” she asked softly. Moses exchanged a glance with Yuri before nodding. They followed Valeria to a private study on the upper floor of the hotel. The room was dimly lit, lined with towering shelves of old books. A grand mahogany desk stood at its center.Seated behind the desk was Glenn. "It's been ages, Moses," Glenn said, smiling stiffly. "I'm glad you could m
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
