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Trillionaire they never noticed Russian Roulette
Scott halted his steps abruptly upon hearing Iniesta’s words, lifting his hands in the air as if signaling defeat.“Drop your weapons and turn around, slowly! You’ve done enough! You killed all my men! But now, I’ve finally captured you!” Iniesta spat angrily, his gun unwavering as it aimed at Scott, who stood still with his hands raised, motionless in the moonlit alley.“Are you deaf? I said drop your gun and turn around!” Iniesta’s voice grew louder, irritation evident.“You know,” Scott began in a soft voice, still facing away from Iniesta, “I overheard your comrade talking earlier. He mentioned something about calling someone—some man named Bolasco. From what I gathered, you aren’t in charge here. Bolasco is. And I’m certain he ordered you to call him once you found me, but you decided to handle it yourself, didn’t you?”Scott paused for a moment, allowing the weight of his words to linger in the tense silence. “You thought catching me on your own would be easy. You figured if you
Trillionaire they never noticed All gone
Scott stood over Iniesta, whose body lay still on the cold concrete floor, blood oozing from the wound in his head. The dark pool expanded slowly beneath him, its crimson color contrasting with the dim light that flickered across the dilapidated room."Fool," Scott spat disdainfully.He had no intention of ever playing the Russian Roulette game. The very suggestion had been nothing more than a clever ruse, a psychological trap set to make Iniesta lower his guard. And it had worked. Iniesta had fallen for it, driven by his thirst for revenge and blind ambition. Scott's calm manipulation had turned Iniesta into the architect of his own death.Scott stood motionless for several minutes, his sharp gaze fixed on the lifeless body. His mind was already calculating the next steps. He had no need to feel guilt or remorse. In this world, it was kill or be killed, and he had simply survived. The air in the room was thick with the stench of blood and gunpowder. His muscles remained tense, ready
Trillionaire they never noticed Nadine's move
Scott halted his steps after hearing the words of Oliver, and he turned around to face."You're pretty late, man. Infact, we are already rounding up. This is unlike you. What's up?" Oliver spoke further as he approached Scott."Uhm.. I was a bit sick that's why." Scott lied, trying to maintain a calm and collected demeanor."I see. So did you tell boss about it?" Oliver inquired."No, I didn't. But I will soon." Scott responded."Oh, alright then. I hope you get better soon." Oliver patted his shoulder softly, and when he attempted to leave he caught sight of a crimson stain on Scott's shirt and hand."Wait, is that blood?" Oliver asked, moving closer to Scott to get a clearer view of the stain.Scott lowered his gaze and saw the stain, and he swiftly wiped it with his palm."This is the same shirt I wore yesterda, so it must be a stain from a red paint." Scott responded as he wiped it off."I see." Oliver nodded. "Allright. Catch you later. A lady camd here looking for you earlier bu
Trillionaire they never noticed Factory explosion
Scott's heart raced as he dashed into the factory and swiftly made his way to the office. He pushed the door open and stepped inside."Scott, what's the matter?" Oliver blurted out after Scott barged inside with his face drenched in sweat."Where are the rest of the female workers?" He asked while scanning the office."I don't know, they went to take pictures somewhere in the factory. I'm not sure about it though." Oliver responded audibly. "Why are you asking?" He asked.Scott walked closer to him and placed both hands on his shoulder, "Listen to me. I want you to tell all factory workers to evacuate the building and go somewhere far away! I'll find the female workers and also get them out of here.""Why? What's going on, man?" Oliver questioned in bewilderment after hearing the words of Scott."The lady you told me about...the one who came looking for me earlier, she planted a bomb in here. As we speak it's currently counting down, and in less than five minutes this whole fucking pl
Trillionaire they never noticed Firefighters
Scott picked himself back up slowly several minutes after the explosion, and he shifted his gaze towards the paint factory that was now on fire. He glanced at the burning building, his blood boiling in anger, and his two fists clenched tightly.He never expected Nadine to go this far just to punish him for what he didn't do. This just made it obvious that she was wicked and has no heart, and she's just using 'revenge' as a camouflage.There were several workers in the building and if Scott was a minute late they would have all died alongside him."Damn that woman." Scott muttered through gritted teeth as he glared at the building. "I can't keep letting this happen. Nadine has to be taken care of before things escalate. She already made the first move, it's my turn to make a move of my own." Scott mused before the gril with a broken leg still on the floor, unable to move."Are you okay?" Scott inquired."Yes... yes, I am." She responded shakily, still in shock by the whole thing. "What
Trillionaire they never noticed Scott Carden's fault
The crowd of workers began to speak collectively after Chief Jim asked a question, and all hands were pointed at one man... Scott.Chief Jim turned to face Scott with a slight look of puzzle, and he made his way towards him."Scott? What are you doing here?" Chief Jim inquired, his gaze fixed on Scott."I work here, Chief. Or I used to work here." Scott replied."I see." Chief Jim nodded as he took off his brown hat and wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead with his sleeve before putting it back on. "So, can you tell me what happened?" He asked."Metal collided against each other, caused a spark of fire, and the spark caused the explosion." Scott told him the same made up story he has been telling everyone that asked. That was the reasonable explanation he could come up with that would cover the fact that it was a bomb."Those guys over there said that you mentioned something about a bomb that was planted by a lady. Is it true?" Chief Jim lowered his voice and inquired."It wasn't
Trillionaire they never noticed Listen
Scott stood there with an expressionless look, complete unfazed by the words of Oliver. Kate's father was the least of his worries right now. "Whatever the consequences are I'm ready to face it, man." Scott replied in a calm tone before slapping Oliver's hands off his collar and walked past him. "Oh, yeah? You think you can handle the wrath of a politician? A man that eats and drinks with presidents?!" Oliver spat, his gaze fixed intently on Scott who was currently walking away with his hands tucked in his pocket. He had been questioned by the cops and they told him he was free to leave for now, so he saw no reason to stick around. Scott exited the area with his hands tucked in his pocket and headed straight to the bus station. Scott sat in the back seat of the bus as it began to drive him to his destination. As he sat there he pulled out his phone and went to the email he received from Sandro a few days ago. The address of the Mexican men in the photograph was displayed boldly on
Trillionaire they never noticed HBP
Scott's eyes widened in shock after Mr. Fernando collapsed, and he swifly made his way towards him. He dropped to his knees, "Sir! Sir! Sir! Help!" Scott voiced out, and Bolasco swiftly dashed into the room and headed towards him."What the hell happened to him?!" Bolasco questioned after arriving there."I have no idea. He just fell." Scott replied, a worrisome look evident on his face, but deep down he was grinning.Bolasco knelt down beside him and placed his hands on his chest, "He's barely breathing!" He informed audibly, "We have to get him to the hospital quickly. Go bring the car around, Scott!" Bolasco voiced out as he tossed a car key towards Scott Scott nodded after catching the key before turning around and began to dash forward. He exited the living room and ran straight to the living room where several expensive cars could be seen.He unlocked a shiny black Bentley and swiftly stepped inside. Scott stated the engine and drove out of the garage before driving toward the
Latest Chapter
Feather
Meanwhile… Elsewhere on Scott’s estate…In a quiet, deserted section of the property, four guards sat in a loose circle on wooden chairs, their flashlights clutched in their left hands while their rifles hung over their shoulders. The air was cool and thick with silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves or the chirping of distant insects.They were stationed near the outer boundary of the estate—a less-traveled area that bordered dense woods. "I can't believe boss is back, man." One of the guards said, raising his plastic and sipping the gin he held in his right hand."I can't believe that after all these months he finally returned. Many said he was dead, some said he abandoned the empire because of all the responsibilities. But he's finally back." Another guard spoke up, and a joyful expression evident on his face."I'm really glad he's back. Even though I haven't met him or see him, I know he's a good and generous man. He increases our salary every month back then. No
Position
Scott walked up the staircase, ascending toward his room with slow, deliberate steps. When he reached the door, he paused for a moment before pushing it open. Scott stood silently at the threshold, his eyes sweeping across the space as a distant, unreadable expression settled on his face.The room was exactly as he had left it months ago. Not a single thing seemed out of place. There were no cobwebs in the corners, no dust blanketing the surfaces—clear evidence that the maids had continued tending to it regularly. They must have believed he would one day return, and they had kept it in perfect shape, almost as if time had stopped here."At least he didn't touch my room," Scott murmured to himself, stepping inside and gently closing the door behind him.He moved toward the bed and sat down heavily, leaning his elbows on his knees, his back hunched and his mind consumed with thought. His face remained expressionless, but his eyes told a different story—one of confusion, disappointment,
Welcome back, boss!
Scott ran his fingers through his sleek black hair and paced back and forth on the raised platform. The things he was hearing now were vastly different from how things had been just months ago. It felt like everything had changed completely—as if he had been gone for years—yet it hadn't even been a full year since his departure."You mean Sandro never used the money I sent him to support the companies?" Scott finally questioned, his voice edged with disbelief."No, he didn’t," Kael replied audibly. "Whenever I told him the company was running low on cash, he would say we should manage because you hadn’t been answering your calls. The company was slowly going bankrupt because there was no money to sustain it. That’s why I took those loans.""Sandro?" Scott echoed bitterly. "How could he do this to me? I trusted him.""I don’t think now is the time for you to worry about that, boss. You literally just got back home after months. You should’ve told me you were coming—I would have—""What
Everything's changed
Kael stood motionless on the raised platform, a puzzled expression evident on his face as his eyes locked onto the sleek black car slowly driving onto the green field. The murmuring of the crowd faded into a tense silence as all heads turned to watch the vehicle approach. A thick wave of curiosity and unease swept through them, each person wondering who could possibly be inside.They all recognized the vehicle. It wasn’t just any car—it was a limousine reserved exclusively for the highest-ranking members of the empire. But all known high-ranking figures were already present on the field. The presence of this particular car raised an immediate and unsettling question: who else could it be?Down on the wooden platform, Jude Gallagher remained on his knees, his wrists still bound. He squinted at the advancing limousine, his breath caught in his throat. Then, slowly, a wide grin crept across his bruised face.“He’s… back,” he muttered softly, the words barely a whisper, yet somehow still
Public execution
The sleek black limousine kept driving through the street, and after what seemed like forever, they finally arrived inside an estate. This estate belonged to Scott, and tall mansions could be seen here and there. Scott sat in the car, examining the whole estate through the window."How I've missed this place," he mused with a smile, and the Limo kept driving forward. But Scott noticed something was wrong."Where is everyone?" he asked, raising a brow."They're all at the green field. Kael is going to execute Jude Gallagher today. The man betrayed the empire, and today is the day he will be judged," Jerry responded."Jude Gallagher? The accountant?" Scott questioned."Yes, sir. Kael recently discovered that Jude has been stealing money from the company. He’s been using the funds he stole to build a gang. Kael found his little territory where he kept his weapons—guns, daggers, machetes... and other ammunition. He’s also been using the money to hire men to work for him. Kael says he's be
Acting leader?
Elsewhere...Scott had already booked the flight and successfully paid all the bills. Now, he sat inside the plane after waiting for several minutes. He was seated by the window, and beside him was Ali. Ali had his head down, cold sweat trickling down his face as he muttered prayers under his breath.It felt like he was right back in Scott's jet, and it was crashing all over again. He hadn’t recovered from the shock and fear he felt during that incident, so right now, he was freaking out while sitting there.Scott, on the other hand, remained silent. His arms were folded, and his back leaned against the seat. His head was filled with thoughts, wondering how his home would look when he returned. It had been close to a year since he left, and he couldn't help but wonder how much had changed while he was away.He knew one thing for sure—things wouldn’t be the same. A lot must have changed, and many people might have even forgotten him.Scott pondered for several minutes, and when the pil
Head ripped off
Mr. Leeray grabbed the wooden table with a single hand and lifted it into the air, and he instantly spotted the man hiding under it. He tossed the table to the side of the room and shifted his gaze back to Joe. Joe's heart raced, his eyes filled with terror, and cold sweat trickled down his face. "What's the matter? Come on, rise up," Mr. Leeray gestured, and Joe hesitated. "I said rise up, man. You have no reason to be scared. As long as you do exactly what I tell you to do, we won't have a problem," Mr. Leeray added. Joe hesitated for a few seconds before rising up slowly. Before he could rise fully, Mr. Leeray grabbed him by the collar and picked him up aggressively. He moved swiftly to the wall and pinned him against it. "Please... don't kill me. I haven't wronged you in any way," Joe whimpered, and tears gathered in his eyes. "I won't kill you if you tell me what I need to know," Mr. Leeray spat, and his gaze fixed intently on Joe. "Where are my weapons?!" he questioned in
Blood Venom gang
The officer marched into the office, his expression fierce and unrelenting, his hands tightly gripping his AK-47. He scanned the room for a few tense moments before speaking.“Time’s up. Back to your cell,” he said, his voice deep and firm.“Remember what I told you. I’ll be back in two days,” Chief Jim whispered just as the officer approached Perez, grabbed him by the arm, and lifted him from his seat. Perez gave a silent nod, then exited the room alongside the officer.Shortly after they left, Chief Jim let out a heavy sigh and rose to his feet. He adjusted his shirt, smoothing out the creases with steady hands, before walking out of the room. As he stepped outside the station, the cool air met his face. He headed straight to his car, pulled the door open, got in, started the engine, and drove off without hesitation.---Somewhere else in the city…Inside the lavish living room of an opulent mansion, a towering man stood with commanding presence. His body was thick with muscle, his
Convince
Hearing the words of Chief Jim, Perez’s eyes widened, and his expression was a mixture of surprise and disbelief.“What in the world are you talking about, Chief?!” Perez blurted out in disbelief.“Sshhh… keep your voice down,” Chief Jim hushed, and Perez swiftly covered his mouth with both hands.“What in the world are you talking about, Chief?” he repeated his question, but this time in a hushed tone.“You heard me right, Perez. I’m breaking you all out of there,” Chief Jim affirmed.“What? How? How are you even going to do that?” Perez questioned.“I have a plan already. Don’t worry about that,” Chief Jim responded. “I just came here to fill you in and tell you to get yourselves ready.”“Okay, but why do you want to do it? Why are you so eager to get us out of here? I have a feeling it’s not because you don’t like seeing us behind bars,” Perez questioned.Chief Jim sighed heavily, then leaned his hands on the table. “The last time I came here to visit you, I told you Jordan was the
