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The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Fourteen
The assassin’s voice was cold and filled with disdain, as if he were granting Richard a mercy by ending his suffering. “My employer has said to make you suffer a lot before I kill you, but seeing you fight with everything, you’ve struck a chord in me,” he said slowly, his tone almost pitying. “Therefore, I’ve decided to end your suffering.”Richard's chest heaved as anger surged through him. His eyes blazed with fury as he looked at the assassin, trying to summon every ounce of strength he had left. The man was now standing close enough that Richard could see him clearly—his pale, almost sickly white skin contrasted sharply against the dark night. Tattoos covered his body, but the one that stood out the most was a scorpion inked onto his right hand, a symbol of deadly precision and cold calculation. A long, jagged scar ran down his right cheek, marking him as a man who had seen violence, and who had caused plenty in return.Richard burned the image of the assassin into his mind. His wo
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Fifteen
When George and James entered the hospital room, their eyes immediately fell on Richard, lying in a state so dire that even they, accustomed to high-stress situations, were taken aback. The room was heavy with the scent of antiseptic, and the stark, clinical environment felt suffocating. George, his face pale and drawn, looked at his grandson with a sense of disbelief. His worst fears were now a cruel reality.Richard’s body was battered beyond recognition, and the sight of him lying there, barely clinging to life, struck George harder than he cared to admit. The gravity of the situation was not lost on him. For a moment, he simply stood there, the weight of his emotions pressing down on him.“How severe are his injuries?” George asked, his voice thick with emotion. It was more than just a question—it was a plea for hope, even if only a sliver.The doctor, a man who had seen his share of life-and-death situations, sighed heavily. His eyes flickered to George before speaking in a profes
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Sixteen
The moment Richard's injuries began to heal, it was like watching magic unfold before George’s eyes. The process was visible to the naked eye, the damage to Richard's body slowly reversing. The broken bones started to fuse back together, the wounds closed, and the poisoned bullet wound began to heal. George stood vigil, watching closely, every muscle in his body tense with anticipation. Though he trusted the golden liquid completely, the sight of his grandson in such a fragile state gnawed at his heart.For over five minutes, Richard’s body reacted to the healing potion. The transformation was slow—painfully slow—given the extent of his injuries. But George didn’t look away, his gaze never leaving Richard as the thick, smelly pus began to ooze from his skin. George quickly called for the maids, his voice laced with urgency.The maids arrived swiftly, and with careful hands, they undressed Richard, wiping away the viscous pus, changing the blood-soaked sheets, and making sure he was as
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Seventeen
George sat behind the mahogany desk, his movements deliberate and slow as he poured the wine, filling both glasses before passing one to Richard. The glass, delicate in its crystal clarity, caught the light as George slid it over to his grandson.Richard took the glass with a quiet nod, appreciating the gesture, though his mind was miles away. He raised it to his lips, taking a sip as he pondered the recent events that had brought him here. The rich flavor of the wine seemed to momentarily ground him, but before he could fully relax, his grandfather broke the silence, his voice steady but laced with concern.“What exactly happened, Richard?”The simple question pierced through Richard’s thoughts, forcing him to recall the horrific events. His brow furrowed as he began recounting the attack, speaking of the assassin’s cold demeanor, the violent confrontation, and the unmistakable feeling that death had been only a breath away. He didn't hold anything back, detailing every moment as best
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Eighteen
Dominic Prescott lay on the luxurious king-sized bed, the soft sheets barely grazing his skin as he basked in the aftermath of an indulgent night. The VIP section of the five-star hotel felt like a private sanctuary, a place where the world’s rules didn’t apply. Beside him, a beautiful woman, her curves tantalizing and her features captivating, lay peacefully. She had surrendered to him—her body now a mere memory of their intense moments together.Sweat clung to Dominic's well-built body, glistening in the soft light that filtered through the room. It was clear that the night had been one of hedonistic pleasure, an indulgence in both power and lust. But despite the pleasure he had just experienced, his mind wandered elsewhere, consumed by the thought of Richard, the man who had dared to challenge him.His gaze shifted to Amelia, peacefully asleep beside him, her presence a stark contrast to the violent thoughts swirling in his mind. A smug, triumphant smirk slowly spread across Dominic
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Nineteen
David Prescott sat in his opulent office, the weight of his recent troubles pressing down on him like a suffocating cloud. His mind churned with confusion and frustration. His company, the Prescott Group, was crumbling before his eyes, and yet he couldn’t understand why. He hadn’t made any missteps, hadn’t crossed any lines that would warrant such a devastating attack. His only recent quarrels had been with business rivals—rivals who, though they posed a challenge, certainly didn’t have the power to bring a $100 billion company to its knees. So who, then, was behind this catastrophic downfall?His thoughts spiraled in a haze of uncertainty, when suddenly, the shrill ring of his phone cut through the silence. Startled, David quickly answered, assuming it was an update from his company’s struggling departments. But the voice that greeted him on the other end was not what he expected. It was accusatory, sharp, and carried an underlying threat.“You have the nerve to send your bodyguards a
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty
The sun hung low in the sky as three luxurious cars rolled up to the entrance of the university, their polished bodies gleaming in the late morning light. The soft hum of their engines filled the air as they came to a halt. Richard had exchanged his hospital clothes for a sleek yet casual outfit, one that subtly communicated wealth and style. His appearance was striking—sharp features, a confident posture, and a quiet but undeniable aura of power that seemed to captivate everyone around him.As the bodyguards stepped out of the vehicles in perfect synchrony, their black suits and formidable presence made the students stand to attention. The air around them thickened with tension; their intimidating stances told everyone that these were no ordinary bodyguards. These men exuded an aura of strength and capability, and they moved with a purposeful efficiency that made it clear they weren’t there for show—they were there to protect someone important.Richard, despite the extravagance surrou
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty One
The ladies in particular seemed to devour him with their eyes, their admiration bordering on fixation. It was uncomfortable. Richard could feel their stares—heavy, intense, as if they were silently appraising every inch of him. He shifted uncomfortably under the weight of their gaze, but there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn’t exactly tell them to stop staring, not without making the situation more awkward. So, he did what he could—he endured it, though every second of it grated on his nerves.Finally, the door to the lecture hall opened, and the lecturer entered, putting an end to the gossip and unwanted attention. The students quickly turned their focus to the front of the room, the tension in the air dissipating as the class began. For the next hour, the lecture proceeded as planned. Everyone was engaged, their minds fixed on the material at hand. With exams looming just around the corner, the importance of this lecture weighed heavily on the students, forcing them to gi
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Richard was tired. It had been a long day filled with both class and work, but as he walked home from the university, something unusual caught his eye. He noticed a group of people gathered near a building, their voices rising in frustration and anger. At first, Richard thought it was just another protest, maybe something political, but then something made him stop. The figure standing at the forefront of the crowd immediately drew his attention.It was Amelia’s mother, her face twisted with emotion as she stood at the front of the group, demanding something. Richard’s heart skipped a beat. He knew of her, of course—she was a woman of stature, well respected in the business world, and married into the Hamilton family, one of the wealthiest and most powerful families in the region. But what was she doing here, in front of a building that looked like it belonged to another powerful figure? It was rare for people of her caliber to be caught in such public displays of protest.He had alway
Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-One
The days that followed the collapse of Victor Carmichael’s empire were a blur of media frenzy, legal battles, and corporate upheaval. The world had woken up to the truth, and the sound of Victor Carmichael's fall echoed through every newsroom, every government office, and every financial institution. Richard Harrington had been the one to orchestrate this monumental shift. He had been the ghost in the machine, the man who patiently waited for the right moment, only to strike when the empire was most vulnerable.As the revelations about Carmichael’s illicit activities spread, the public outcry was deafening. Television screens blared with news of Carmichael Enterprises being implicated in corruption, illegal arms deals, and exploitation of labor across the globe. News anchors debated on air, and lawyers and investigators scrambled to get in front of the cameras, making bold statements about how they would bring the company to justice.It was exactly what Richard had wanted. He had care
Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty
Richard’s breath came in shallow bursts as he stood in front of Victor Carmichael, the man who had orchestrated the destruction of his family, who had built his empire on lies and bloodshed. The safe, which he had just been moments away from opening, now felt like a distant memory. His hand was still resting on the lock mechanism, but his focus was entirely on the man standing before him—Victor Carmichael, his face a mask of calmness, but with eyes that betrayed a flicker of unease.Victor’s calm voice echoed through the room. “So, you thought you could get away with this, Richard?”Richard straightened, his gaze unflinching as he met Victor’s cold stare. “I didn’t think I could get away with it. I planned for it. And I made sure my friends know exactly where I am. You can’t touch me, Victor.”There was a long pause as Victor took a step back, seemingly surprised by Richard’s resolve. His lips curled into a tight smile. “You’ve really thought this through, haven’t you? Always one step
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Nine
For months now, Richard had been living two lives: one as a diligent student, balancing his classes with the pressures of his ambitious career, and the other as a trusted employee within Victor Carmichael’s empire, working tirelessly to dismantle it from the inside. He had quickly risen through the ranks of Carmichael Enterprises, and the trust he had garnered from his colleagues was undeniable. Everyone had begun to see him as a competent, hardworking, and reliable part of the team. He had proven himself time and time again by securing new partnerships, building relationships with key figures, and handling increasingly complex tasks.Richard’s friends, Charles and Oliver, had always known that Richard was up to something bigger, something dangerous. They had supported him in their own way, understanding the importance of his mission but also growing concerned about the toll it was taking on him. They’d seen the late nights, the constant tension in his eyes, and how he sometimes seeme
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Eight
It had barely been a month since Richard had joined Carmichael Enterprises, yet the impact of his presence was undeniable. In just a short period, he had transformed from a fresh-faced employee to one of the most talked-about people in the company. His connections, his quick thinking, and his ability to navigate the corporate landscape had granted Carmichael Enterprises several high-profile partnerships, and their position in the industry had grown exponentially. Victor Carmichael himself had taken note of Richard’s rapid ascent, a rare feat in a company where loyalty was earned through years of backbreaking work. At first, it had been subtle. Richard had helped secure a deal with Baldwin Industries, bypassing months of stalled negotiations. Then came another deal—this time, a partnership with a consortium of government contractors that pushed Carmichael Enterprises into new, uncharted territories. Richard’s business acumen and ability to leverage connections had made him invaluable.
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Seven
Richard’s first day at Carmichael Enterprises was a blur of introductions, orientations, and briefings. As the hours passed, he settled into his new role. He had been briefed by Mr. James beforehand on what to expect, and it helped him navigate the challenges of his first day with ease. The questions asked during the interview were simple enough to answer, but Richard had made sure he crafted his responses carefully. With the knowledge he’d prepared, he passed every inquiry effortlessly, stunning his interviewers with his sharp intellect and calm demeanor. There was a certain satisfaction in seeing the surprised looks on their faces. Victor Carmichael’s company, known for its ruthless efficiency, had seen plenty of applicants come and go, but none had impressed like Richard. His confidence, combined with his insights, made him a highly valuable asset to the company—and before long, he was in. When the meeting ended, Richard was given a tour of the company’s sleek, high-rise headquar
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty Six
Richard sat in the quiet of Mr. James’s office, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the polished wood of the desk. The decision was made. He was going to do this. The path ahead was risky, but there was no other choice. If he was going to take down Victor Carmichael, he would need to get inside the beast’s den—his company—and slowly, piece by piece, tear it apart.The room around him seemed to hold its breath as Mr. James paced in front of him, the older man clearly troubled by the course Richard had chosen. Every few steps, he would glance at Richard, his face a mix of concern and disbelief.“You can’t be serious,” Mr. James said, stopping to face Richard. His voice was steady, but there was an undercurrent of worry. “This is a dangerous game, Richard. Getting inside Carmichael’s company? That’s not something you walk away from without scars. This man—he’s ruthless. And if he even suspects you’re playing him, he won’t hesitate to make you regret it.”Richard met his gaze with a
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty Five
Richard’s mind raced as he stepped into the office. The sharp scent of wood polish and freshly printed documents filled the air. The sleek glass walls reflected his tired yet determined face as he moved past them. The office had always been a symbol of power, but today it felt different—like the calm before a storm.Mr. James, as always, was already waiting for him. The older man stood by his desk, his usual composed demeanor matching the gravity of the situation. As Richard entered, Mr. James straightened, offering a respectful nod.“Richard,” he said, his voice steady, “I’m glad you could make it. We have much to discuss.”Richard didn’t bother with pleasantries. “I’m here. Let’s get to it.”Mr. James nodded, gesturing toward the chair opposite his desk. “Please, sit down. This will take some time.”Richard took a seat, his gaze focused on Mr. James. The urgency in the older man’s tone only increased his already heightened sense of anticipation. The name Victor Carmichael still echo
Chapter Three hundred and Forty four
“I didn’t change overnight. But I’m done letting people tell me what I can and can’t do.”The bell rang, signaling the start of class, but Richard wasn’t thinking about the lessons or the work ahead. He was thinking about the choice he’d made.He wasn’t a nobody anymore.And from that day forward, everyone in the room would know it.The bell rang, signaling the end of another class, but Richard’s mind was elsewhere. He had just experienced the most public moment of his life—his declaration of independence in front of Eliza’s friends, his unspoken shift from quiet student to someone who could stand his ground—and yet, something was gnawing at him. His interactions with Eliza had changed, his standing among his peers had shifted, but there was still a quiet weight in the back of his mind, a presence he couldn’t escape: the past.As he gathered his things, slipping his laptop into his bag and adjusting his coat, Richard’s phone vibrated on his desk. His fingers hovered over the screen. H
