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The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 68
The afternoon sun was at its peak when a midnight black Bentley Bentayga 2023, sleek and extremely fast, drove past Athena and stopped in front of her, just a distance away from K&C Villa. She stepped on the brakes quickly so she wouldn’t crash into them in her new car. Her hands are holding on to the steering as tight as she can.She peered through her front view, squinting her eyes to see who was bold enough to block a Fairmont from using the road. Her palms began to sweat in their usual way whenever she was tense and nervous.“Whoever it was should leave the way; I am not going to get out of this car if I am not sure who it was." She proposed in her heart.The windows of the car were tinted, but inside, there was a man in a meticulously tailored suit behind the wheels. He had his thick shades on him. His build was sturdy, and there was this ruggedness about his features that didn’t go well with Athena. The side doors soon swung open, and two hefty men in black designer’s suits step
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 69
Maxwell was impatiently waiting for them to bring Athena to the house. This was the highest they could reach for Athena. There was no way he was going to let them get away with this. He paced the veranda back and forth. The moment he heard the car slow down towards the front of the house, he ran to them.“Is she alright?” he asked.“She’s fine”. She only needs some rest, and that’s all." He assured Maxwell. Maxwell shook hands with him before carrying Athena into the house on his shoulders. Veronica was inside, panicking herself to death. In the distant future, Zander sent one of his boys to bring Athena’s car to the house.“This was what Duncan did to my child. I have to report this to the police." She wailed just as every mother would. Since Maxwell’s arrival, Veronica has always displayed herself to be a very strong and reserved woman, and if anything was to make her cry, this would be the first, according to Maxwell’s own judgment.“Calling the police would be a very bad idea. Mr.
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 70
It's been two weeks since Maxwell had his last fight at the gym.The second stage of the fight was a demanding one. Zander had given him a few tips about how he would win this second stage, since their aim was to get to the finals.Zander was standing at the entrance of the gym when Maxwell arrived with his bag strapped to his shoulder. A side of his worn-out Jean kissed the floor as he walked hastily to meet him."I was hoping you would arrive late as usual." Zander commented without raising his head from the magazine in his hand. His dark shades locked tight on his straight nose."I learn from the best," Maxwell responded. The scorching sun caressed his skin in a very noticeable way, making him uncomfortable in his own clothes.He looked at Zander, who was busy flipping through the pages of his newspaper."Come take a look." He called on Maxwell. Maxwell hesitated for a while before taking a step closer into the shade provided by the overgrown oak tree beside the parking lot. "See,
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 71
By the time Maxwell got on the ring this third time, he was already used to the rules.This time, he wasn’t going to let anyone hit him to the pulp. With his mind set on the book, he imagines all the moves and uses them in his favor.He had just gotten up on stage when his opponent came to the ring. In no time, the whistle came on, and the fight began. Just like him, his opponent has all the tricks and tactics to block the kicks and punches.It didn’t take long before Maxwell sent a punch to the man’s nose. The same man who bullied him a few minutes ago in the changing room.The vibrant arena pulsated with energy as Maxwell stepped into the spotlight, his opponent glaring across the ring. The ear-piercing roar of the crowd reverberated through the air, creating a concerto of cheers, whistles, and drumming excitement.Maxwell, dressed in his flashy, sequined martial art attire, reveled in the attention. He grinned at the sea of faces, each one eager for the manifestation and unfolding
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 72
Maxwell's success story has spread across the city like wildfire. And for the past few weeks, he has been the topic of discussion at the gym.This was his fourth week, and he has successfully defeated four opponents at the match, making him move from the lowest position to the intermediate level.This was the stage where most powerful and skilled people like him missed it. But Maxwell had his own. His reason for contesting was much stronger than the obstacles and discouragement that threatened his life daily.Even though he had reached the intermediate level, which is the very last level before the final match, he didn't intimidate anyone at the gym with it. Rather, a few other colleagues who had been in that position before him always looked for ways to humiliate him out of envy.On this day, he had just walked into the toilet to ease himself before the match when a group of hefty men surrounded him in the hallway. He had no idea the leader of the gang was a powerful man until he got
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 73
The chaos at the Fairmont family house was gradually growing fierce. The company has just lost a major deal as a result of Travis' incompetence.Grandma Elizabeth had called a night before, urging them to make sure they signed the deal as the family funds were reducing drastically. The family accountant had brought a printout of the family's bank statement.Ma Elizabeth furrowed her brows at the devastating figures shown. She quickly picked up her phone and called Duncan. He was like a husband to her since hers had gone to the world beyond.As Duncan sat in his office looking at Travis and Damon, his heart raced through the insults he was going to receive from his mother when she found out he and his son had failed her again. He stared into space as beads of sweat formed on his forehead."How could you be so stupid to lose this gig at this time? I trusted you with this deal, and you ruined it. Is this how you are going to grow the company?" He flung the file to the ground.Travis look
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 74
Maxwell had overslept, only to wake up to the buzzing sound of his cell phone vibrating on his bed. He stretched himself slowly on the bed. An empty glass cup sat bedside, a few inches away from him.He walked up to the mirror by the side of the room and examined his bare skin. A few scratches here and there were sustained from his fights.He traced a finger around his nipples, pouting his lip. He raised his arms, stretching them out like a scorpion ready to sting. There were a few failed attempts to bounce his pecs before he gave up trying to act like Alejandro and his friends. He laughed into the mirror, clapping loudly for himself as the words and the picture of the men flashed through his memory.He turned around with his hands still spread in the air when he heard his door crack open."You are finally awake," Athena said as she walked into his room.Maxwell put his hands down and smiled shyly at her. A part of him suddenly became uncomfortable as she traced her eyes to his bare c
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 75
The moon hung low in the crisp, star-studded sky as a biting wind whispered through skeletal branches. Frost adorned every surface, turning the world into a glistening, silver dreamscape. The air was so still that each breath hung in the thick darkness, visible in fragile clouds.Maxwell's thuds echoed into the darkness beyond. The streetlights lined the center slab of the lonely motorway, casting long, warp shadows on the hard ground, and the only sounds were the distant hoots of an owl and the crunch of footsteps on the icy pavement.Maxwell walked home alone in the dimly lit night, the echo of his footsteps mingling with the distant city sounds.Unbeknownst to him, a menacing gang lurked in the shadows, their intentions dark.Suddenly, a black car surrounded Maxwell with malicious intent. Taunts and threats filled the air as the men closed in on him, their faces obscured by the dim streetlights. But he knew who they were.My good friend, I guess you are prepared for tomorrow's matc
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Maxwell and Mirabella approached the hall with their suits and their dark glasses looking so perfect in them. They had decided to go in the same dress that night, even though it wasn't their grandmother's party. The large hall was filled with guests; honorable men and women of the press were also fully present. They walked down and found the perfect spot to sit. Athena's grandma and her sons were seated on one large table. While Veronica and Athena were busy welcoming the guests into the hall, Just then Maxwell's eyes locked with Grandma Elizabeth, and she got up sharply from her seat and walked towards him.“Hey! Aren't you the wretched boy Athena brought into my home?” She asked with her aged hands on her waist.“I am that same boy, ma'am." Maxwell said, standing up from his seat.“I can see you cleaned up well, but all you need to know is that a pig will always be a pig. You do not need to borrow all of these things to look good because you want to creep into my family." She said
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“What the hell is going on?” Maxwell was surprised at Athena's sudden claim of being his wife.“I should be the one asking you what's happening with you and that lady." Athena asked, putting her hands on her waist. “Well, she just came to introduce herself, and that's it. She said she wanted to get to know me, and I said fine, and then she suddenly started acting funny and crazy. She's really a creepy one. She wants me, and I can see it in her eyes. I'm never going to let her take advantage of me." Maxwell said.Athena raised her nose at him and said, “I can see that. You're irresistible,you think?” She asked sarcastically.“Of course I am irresistible, just that you are blind to it." Maxwell teased and poked her nose softly. “Grandpa is waiting for you; we thought something had happened, so I came to get you myself.”.“As my saviour or guardian angel?” “Whichever one you pick, I don't really care." Athena spoke to him calmly.“Let's go”. She pulled him by the hand.“But for real
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Maxwell picked Athena up at the exact time he told her. This time she wore a black dress with a crossed strap at the back. Her hair swayed on her shoulders as she walked out of the house to meet him outside.Hello, Mr. Maxwell." She said this to him with a broad smile on her face."Hello, Ms. Fairmont, Are I late?” He asked her casually, his broad smile gracing his appearance. “Nope! You aren't late for the appointment, Mr. CEO." She responded by flapping her hands over her face so he would notice her makeup. She had to do the regular type by herself. She sensed that tonight's occasion was going to be a really heavy one, so she invited a makeup artist over to do the needful on her face. She now had fuller lips than usual, and her nose stood out, pointed and straight, with the help of the contour. “Oh! Okay, I get the message. Your makeup is a hundred percent perfect, and you look really stunning in that black dress, just like a black rose with petals of red on it." Maxwell gave his
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Chapter 147
Six months later, Wilmore Casino had grown into the talk of town. They were well known all over the city. Uncle Zander and grandpa are so proud of what Maxwell had made out of the business within just a few months of emerging as MD. Just like the way Grandpa usually creeps into his room unannounced. The knock on the door was soft and familiar, but he never thought that it would be his grandpa until he answered.“Come in, please." He answered even though his back was turned against the door. He was busy making some photocopies.“Hey,son”. Maxwell turned only to see his grandfather walking into the room with his walking aid on one hand. “Hey pops, you didn't tell me you were coming,” Maxwell said with a smile on his face. He got up from his seat and went to hug his grandfather.“I didn't know I had to call your assistant or book an appointment before coming over to see my son; you should be more grateful, and the old grayed man is paying you an extravagant visit." Grandpa teased. They
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Chapter 146
Maxwell had resumed work fully, and it has beenIt was a bit hectic for him, as this was his first time managing any institution. He was sitting in his office when Mirabella came in. Shocked to see her, he got up.“Mirabella, is everything alright?” He asked her with shock and curiosity in his tone.“Have you seen the news recently?” Mirabella asked, still pointing at him as he stood to his feet casually.“What about the news? I haven't heard anything, though." Maxwell responded sharply. "Here,” she rummaged through her bag and threw the newspaper down on the table.“What's this?” He asked about picking it up.“Vickie?” He asked in surprise and flipped the page to read the headlines. “My God, who did this to her?” He asked, looking up at Mirabella. She shrugged her shoulders. “I don't know." She replied. He paused for a while and had a flashback to the last day he had met her with those hefty men. She had actually brought them to kill him, but Grandpa was just on time to defend him
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Chapter 145
After they finished with the dinner, they spoke for a while and cracked jokes to themselves. Athen had never had such a beautiful moment in her life with any man before. Her heart skipped a bit the moment she paused and leaned closer to her. Her body was ready, and just as his lip was about to touch hers, she pulled away.“Uhm! Arrh! I have to go now. I mean, we should go now; we have work to do tomorrow. I have meetings to attend tomorrow." She stuttered the words at him. Maxwell got up and looked down at her. “I get it, and I am sorry. I am willing to wait until you are ready." He told her with a smile, and for a second, Athena had all the tightened air in her stomach loosen. “Thank you”. She said and smiled at him for being so kind and considerate, unlike Sabastian, who tried to drug her to have his way with her. She loves Maxwell's sense of humour and how mature he acts around her. He is the kind that Mark's and protects his territory. She is sure that with him, she would have n
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Chapter 144
“I shall tell you everything you need to know, and none of it shall I withhold." Maxwell told her calmly, his eyes not straying away from her at all. She had learned to hold his gaze for a little more time before doing anything else. Now that he began to speak, she placed both hands on her lap, barely even checking out the food prepared for them by the five-star chef. Athena looked cool and calm, but deep down in her heart, she had loads of unanswered questions.“I'm waiting, and I plan to listen to all you have to say to me tonight." Athena responded with a calm tone.“I am an orphan. I lost my dad to some killers from the opposition. And my mom was killed a few months after my birth. So my grandpa, Ricjard Wilmore, took me to a woman and asked her to take care of me. He even gave her some money to take care of me. The lady looked away because my life was threatened, so she ran away with the baby, and that's how I grew up in a poor home. I never knew I had a rich father until my fina
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Athena put her hand into his and climbed down the remaining part of the stairs. She smiled at Maxwell and the two of them walked out of the building. Outside, Maxwell helped Athena with the door till she got into the car and settled down. Maxwell took the driver's seat and off they drove into the heart of the city. Athena looked puzzled as she drove past all the restaurants she had been to yet she never said a word, after a while she began to panic in her heart and then she couldn't just hold it anymore.“Maxwell, where are you going?” She asked curiously Maxwell took a quick look at her and smiled. Somewhere you would love he answered. “Why do you ask though, you don't trust me anymore?” He asked her with a smile forming at the corner of his lip.“It's not that, I am just curious because we've passed almost every restaurant I know “. She sighed and looked out the window. “It's fine. It's okay to have fears. I never wanted you not to be too strong though, being feminine comes with
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Chapter 142
After the men left, Maxwell looked at his watch. He had planned to go on a date with Athena, at least, if not for anything. She deserved some explanation about how he got to their house and the reason he had to hide his identity. He looked out the window for a while and smiled. There was no way he would let any of his children face the same humiliation he did from the rich folks. He had vowed to make a name for himself, aside from the great Wilmore behind his name. He would make a name for himself with the talent he has built inside of him. He twirled the seat and tossed it side by side. This is just a part of the good life. Nothing on earth would make him leave a life as sweet as this, and the best part of what he has earned with his new name is the respect he gets from the people around him and all those who once looked down on him. He sat in his office after he had the meeting with the staff. He needed to know their names, at least, so he wouldn't address them wrongly. They all
