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The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire Paradise city launch
Five Years Later. The sunlight shone brightly on the large platform where Paradise City had been constructed. Positioned near the edge of a vast coastal plain, the city glimmered under the sun, its futuristic design unmatched by anything the world had ever seen. A massive crowd gathered to witness history in the making, while billions watched live broadcasts from every corner of the globe. The city was built on a massive antigravity foundation developed using Aetherstone.At one glance, the city resembled a floating island. At the heart of the metropolis stood the Sky spire, a central hub that acted as the powerhouse of the floating city. Sky spire is the heart that controls the antigravity system that keeps the city floating. The city was built with the capacity to house over 5,000 residents with futuristic architecture housing, schools, hospitals, recreational centers, and commercial districts. Today being its launching day, the world would witness paradise city float in th
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire North Hills
As far as Benjamin could remember, his family was constantly moving. Now that he was seven years old, his family was moving to North Hills. Benjamin was a smart kid. He noticed his dad was continually changing appearances, especially when migrating to new places. He couldn't understand why his dad does this. Was he a cosplayer?Today, his dad grew out his mustache, dyed his black hair blond and wore his hair all back. He barely recognized him. “Dad, why are you always changing appearances whenever we move?” Benjamin asked. They were getting off the train. Moses smiled at him. “Because a new environment means a new identity to me, son. When you grow up, you will understand.”But Benjamin didn't understand. His mother isn't anything like that at all. Benjamin loved Yuri as a child would love his mother, nevertheless he never for once, suspected she wasn't his biology mother. That just shows how dedicated Yuri was to raising Benjamin, even though she had no experience. In fact,
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Potters family
The arrival of the Potters at New Havens Estate caused an immediate stir. In a neighborhood where everyone knew each other’s business, new faces were bound to draw attention. What made it even more interesting was after the dramatic slap incident involving the real estate agent. By the next morning, the gossip had already spread like wildfire. At a family dinner hosted by the Bennetts, a prominent family in the estate, the topic dominated the conversation.“I heard he slapped the agent right after buying the house!” said Carol Bennett, cutting into her roast beef. “Who does that? And with such confidence!”“More importantly,” her husband added, “how does someone like that afford to live here? He didn’t look like one of us.”Their teenage daughter, Emma, scrolled through her phone. “Some neighbors are saying they’re called the Potters. The wife is stunning, and the kid seems normal enough. But the dad… he’s odd.”Around the neighborhood, theories were thrown out—perhaps Moses was a
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The Washington birthday
"So, where are you from, Mr. Potter?" James Bennett asked as he swirled the wine in his glass.Yuri answered. "Oh, we’ve moved around quite a bit," she said with a warm smile. "Moses’ work keeps us on the move. We’ve lived in several places over the years— the Twelve cities, Preston City, you name it."Carol Bennett raised an eyebrow. "Always on the move? That must be quite an adjustment for your son."Yuri nodded. "It is, but Benjamin is resilient. He’s made the best of it. Kids adapt faster than we give them credit for.""And what exactly is it that keeps you moving, Mr. Potter?" David Lewis asked, his tone friendly but laced with curiosity.Moses smiled, his expression unreadable. "I’m an Uber driver," he said simply.There was a pause, and then an awkward laugh escaped Carol Bennett's lips. "An Uber driver?" she repeated, clearly skeptical. "I didn’t realize Uber paid so handsomely."This was it. They were curious. "It doesn’t, Mrs. Bennett," Moses replied smoothly, his tone cal
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The slap
A heavy silence filled the room, thick and suffocating. All eyes were on Moses, their expressions were written with shock. Lydia Lewis stood frozen for a moment, her hand pressed to her reddening cheek. Then, with a sudden shriek of rage, she lunged at Moses, her hands clawing wildly as tears streamed down her face. "You bastard! How dare you hit me?!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the grand room. "I'll kill you! I'll make you pay for this!"David Lewis surged forward as well, his face red with fury. "How dare you lay a hand on my wife!" he roared. "You’re a damn bastard! You think you can walk in here and do as you please?"Moses backed up, shielding himself from Lydia's furious onslaught as her fists flailed against his chest and arms. He raised his voice. "Mrs. Lewis, you should be grateful I slapped you. If I hadn’t, my wife would have beaten you up so badly you would barely be able to move for weeks."The other guests started to gather around the scene. Yuri step
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire The petition
The next morning, whispers about the Potters spread like wildfire across District Twelve. From the elegant villas to the manicured gardens, residents eagerly swapped stories about the scandalous events at the Washington mansion. The name “Potter” became synonymous with audacity and disgrace.Lydia Lewis was at the forefront of the gossip as she recounted the night’s events to anyone who would listen. She described Moses as a reckless brute with no self-control, a man who dared to strike a woman in front of an esteemed crowd. But she didn’t stop there.“I heard he squandered his lottery winnings on luxury cars and designer suits,” Lydia whispered loudly at a coffee shop, ensuring the group of women around her hung on her every word. “And now, they live on credit. Imagine, a man like that driving for Uber to make ends meet! It’s pathetic.”Her audience gasped in shock and amusement. Lydia smirked, satisfied that her tale was gaining traction. Soon, the story evolved into an exagge
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire A new landlord
With all the scandal surrounding the Potters family, the three top families remained silent on the situation. This was a battle between low-tier residents. It had absolutely nothing to do with them. Not until three days later, the Estate board made an announcement to all residents. New Haven estate had been sold. This came as a shock to everyone. But what was even more shocking was the second announcement. Their new landlord was living amongst them. The announcement rocked the New Haven estate like an earthquake.The top three families were not happy about this new development. These families had held sway over the estate’s affairs for years, influencing decisions and maintaining order. A sale of this magnitude, with a price tag likely stretching into billions of dollars, should have involved them—or so they believed.The next day, Harold Gainsborough found himself cornered in his office. The Washingtons, Jacksons, and Bennetts loomed over him, exploding like nuclear bombs.
The Penniless Son-In-Law Is A Trillionaire First day at school
District Twelve was made up of three estates; New Haven estate, The Royalty estate and the Richmond estate. The Royalty estate was the only estate owned by an individual and that was Prince Harry. After Moses bought New Haven estate, Prince Henry became interested in this new mysterious landlord. For the first time in years, the dynamic had changed. He made an announcement to New Haven estate, inviting the new mysterious landlord to dinner. Prince Harry was well respected and feared by everyone. His family were of Royalty. They built the Royalty estate by themselves. Prince Henry felt his power and influence would make the new landlord to fear and respect him as well. On the day of the appointed dinner at Prince Harry's palace home, Moses did not appear. The clock struck eight, then nine, and there was still no sign of the mysterious landlord.The servants exchanged uneasy glances. Some tried to reassure Prince Harry, suggesting the landlord might have been delayed or lost h
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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
The painting
Mr. Leclerc wanted to stop the Marksman but decided against it. “These fools,” he cried inwardly. “They do not know who they're dealing with. If only they knew they wouldn't dare to challenge him.”But there was nothing Leclerc could do. The challenge had been set. If he butts his head in, he would be dealing with Moses Doberman directly. All Leclerc could do was seat and watch. August started. “We'll let the teachers and parents dish out the challenge. Three challenges. Winner would be determined by who successfully does all three challenges without a hitch.”Moses shrugged. “Fine by me. So what's going to be our first challenge?”A tall man with salt-and-pepper hair stepped forward from the crowd. He adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat. “If I may,” he began, his voice filled with pride, “I am a dealer in fine art, and I happen to have a painting in my possession—a masterpiece valued at $10 million.”“It's a rare piece, painted by a reclusive artist whose works are sought
The Marksmans
The room was buzzed with murmurs after Moses declared he would fund the entire project. Many parents exchanged glances as they were curious to know who this new man was. Principal Armstrong cleared his throat and looked directly at Moses. He wore a skeptical expression on his face that told anyone he wasn't buying Moses' words. "Sir," Armstrong began, "May I ask, who are you?" Moses leaned back in his chair, wearing a deadpan expression on his face. "It doesn't matter who I am. It's not relevant, but if it satisfies your curiosity, I’m Moses Doberman, Benjamin Doberman’s father." A ripple of laughter broke out among the teachers who were present at the meeting. One of the teachers, Benjamin's chemistry teacher, chuckled loudly, shaking his head. "Ah, so you're Benjamin's father," the teacher said. "No doubt your son is intelligent, Mr. Doberman, but let’s be realistic here. You’re a C-Ranker, aren’t you? Let’s not make promises you can’t keep. Stay humble." The parents al
