The Incredible Charlie Maxwell
They took everything from him—his family, his love, his name.
Two years ago, Charlie Grant was the goldenboy of the Grant family—the perfect son, heir to his father’s billion-dollar empire, and everyone respected him.
That ended the day his father brought home his new wife and her children. From that moment, Charlie and his mother were pushed aside, treated like dirt in their own home.
Stripped of his inheritance, betrayed by his girlfriend, and humiliated before the entire school, Charlie’s world collapsed.
The final blow came when his mother—the only person who truly loved him—died after being denied treatment at a hospital owned by his father’s business partners. All because he couldn’t afford a deposit.
But fate wasn’t done with him.
In the depths of despair, Charlie remembered a note his mother left behind. A phone number.
When he dialed it, three Rolls-Royces arrived at his campus gate within the hour. Each worth twenty million dollars. Each bearing the crest of a dynasty he never knew he belonged to—the Maxwells.
That night, Charlie learned the truth. His mother had never been an ordinary woman.
She was the rightful heir to a multi-trillion-dollar empire. And now, that empire was his.
He wasn’t the miserable Charlie Grant anymore.
He was the Incredible Charlie Maxwell.
The boy they mocked was now the man they feared.
His car collection alone could buy the entire Grant family a hundred times over. His new fortune dwarfed everything they ever dreamed of.
But Charlie doesn’t want their envy. He wants justice. He wants them to kneel.
And when he walks back into their world, dressed in a $25 million suit and driving a car worth more than their mansion, one thing is certain—
The Grants will wish they never crossed him.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 179Charlie spent the next few days at his grandfather’s estate, where quiet felt intentional rather than empty. The silence didn’t loom or press in; it held. The halls were wide enough to swallow footsteps, the ceilings high enough to let thoughts finish themselves. Nothing here demanded immediacy. No alarms. No vibrating phones. No dashboards blinking red. It was a deliberate stillness, curated over decades, the kind that suggested life could be lived without constant proof of usefulness. It stood in direct opposition to campus urgency—and an even sharper contrast to corporate life, where silence usually meant something had broken.Here, mornings unfolded without violence. Light crept through tall windows instead of sirens or schedules. Coffee appeared when he wanted it, not when a meeting required it. Evenings arrived gently, without briefings or contingency plans. For the first time in months, his body stopped bracing for impact. The tension he hadn’t realized he carried began to loos
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Chapter: CHAPTER 178Finals week arrived like an unavoidable storm, the kind students could sense days before it broke. The library shifted into a twenty-four-hour organism, lights burning through the night as bodies rotated in and out, eyes glassy, hands shaking slightly from caffeine and lack of sleep. Across campus, students moved like survivors, fueled by energy drinks, instant noodles, and the stubborn belief that endurance alone could carry them through. Charlie felt it too, that collective pressure humming beneath everything, binding strangers into brief alliances of stress.He studied alongside Rashford, Daniel, and a loose orbit of classmates whose names blurred together between flashcards and half-finished notes. Anxiety flattened hierarchy. Everyone was equally uncertain. That shared vulnerability created an odd camaraderie, a sense that they were all temporarily equalized by the weight of expectations.“I can’t believe I’m actually worried about economics finals,” Charlie muttered during a lat
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Chapter: CHAPTER 177Charlie helped prepare the slides with the same discipline he once reserved for board presentations. Charts, timelines, comparative analysis, all showing Claire Corporation reduced to bullet points and graphs, its chaos flattened into something legible. Strategic decisions were mapped neatly: early consolidation of authority, aggressive legal defense, recalibrated spending priorities, gradual stabilization. From the outside, it looked almost elegant.The conclusion his group reached was balanced, careful not to sound starry-eyed or cruel. They acknowledged effective crisis management, noted measurable financial recovery, and credited decisive leadership under pressure. At the same time, they questioned certain tactical choices, particularly the speed and aggressiveness of early responses and flagged long-term sustainability as an open question, citing the CEO’s youth and relative inexperience.Charlie watched his own leadership summarized in a single slide and felt strangely hollow. No
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Chapter: CHAPTER 176November brought the semester’s second half and Charlie’s first genuine crisis since returning to campus. Up until then, the challenges had been manageable. He had to just deal with papers, seminars, long nights in the library, the quiet strain of living a double life as both student and silent corporate overseer. But this was different. This was personal, precise, and unavoidable.Dr. Voss assigned a group project analyzing the strategic decisions of a contemporary corporation in crisis. The instructions were deceptively simple: pick a real company, trace its leadership choices through instability, assess outcomes with academic rigor. Charlie barely registered the assignment itself. What mattered was the randomness of the group selection and the danger hidden inside it.His group gathered after class: Kimberly San, meticulous and sharp-eyed; James Creed, confident and talkative; and Ashley Rodriguez, energetic, already halfway into whatever she touched. None of them knew who Charlie
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Chapter: CHAPTER 175Dr. Voss had returned his first paper with an A-minus and a note: "Strong analysis, though your treatment of governance failures suggests either extensive research or personal familiarity with similar situations. Either way, well done."Charlie read the note twice. The praise felt more meaningful than the grade itself.Professor Morrison’s course challenged Charlie with moral dilemmas that echoed his own life. Readings on power and corruption raised questions about ethical leadership. In discussion, one student argued the protagonist believed his good intentions would protect him from becoming ruthless but by the end, he used the same methods he condemned. Charlie stayed silent, too aware of his own shift from idealism to compromise, as circumstances had blurred the line between necessary force and cruelty. The protagonist's tragic arc mirrored his own: once driven by ethics, now questioning if he'd already crossed the line."But how do you balance competing stakeholder interests?" an
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Chapter: CHAPTER 174The semester settled into a rhythm, and Charlie adjusted to student life, relishing the intellectual challenges. Dr. Voss’s economics seminar stretched his thinking, challenging many of his assumptions about business. Meanwhile, Professor Morrison's literature course delved into moral ambiguity, confronting Charlie with questions of power, ethics, and ambition. The texts, exploring flawed human choices, felt unnervingly personal, especially one novel about a man whose inherited power corrupted him, lingering in Charlie’s mind long after."The protagonist thinks he's different," one student had argued during a seminar discussion. "He believes his good intentions will protect him from becoming like the people he's fighting against. But by the end, he's using the same ruthless methods he initially condemned."Charlie had sat silent, listening to the discussion unfold, the words sinking deep. It was hard not to feel like the story was more than just fiction, more like an inevitable portra
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