RISE OF EDEN WEALTH: WEALTH SYSTEM
The worth of a man is not defined by how much he loves and cares for his family, but how much he can provide for his family.
Dean Weatherman was the live-in son-in-law of the Hallfield family. Forced to marry Loveth Hallfield whom he loved so much, due to a scandal orchestrated by a love rival. Dean literally went through the humiliation chamber, and even his daughter was not accepted by the family. Eventually he got tossed out by the family, along with daughter, a toddler. But is this the end? No, it's actually just the beginning of his story. With a system that grants 100× reward on any cash he received or earned, Eden will begin his arduous and dangerous climb to the top. His aim? Bring down all the top families who have ever stepped on him. Why wait to the end to slap them, when you can do that every single time you get the opportunity. This isn't a story of good and evil, and Dean isn't a kind-hearted hero. In this story, it's kill or be killed, a dog eat dog world.. and Dean is ready to do whatever it takes to get to the top and keep his daughter safe.
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-NINE: Don't Sit StillThe call went out quietly, but the effect it carried was anything but small. The kind of silence that followed wasn’t the normal kind people got used to in a busy office. This one had weight. The kind that made even confident people feel like they were walking into something they couldn’t predict. Dean didn’t sit. He stood near the center of the room, hands relaxed at his sides, posture straight but not rigid. His face gave nothing away, but his eyes were sharp, steady, and waiting. Clarice stood slightly behind him, tablet in hand, her attention split between the incoming data and the door. Philip leaned against the wall, arms folded, watching like a man who had already decided how things might end but was still open to being proven wrong. Then the door opened. Slow. Controlled. And the person stepped in. No rush. No hesitation. Just a calm walk forward that would have looked normal to anyone who didn’t understand the tension in the room. But everyone here understood. Dean’s eyes loc
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-EIGHT: Enemy That Knows Your NameThe room didn’t breathe. It held. Every word that had just been said stayed suspended in the air like something too heavy to drop. Dean didn’t move. Not immediately. His eyes stayed on the man in front of him, not searching for fear, not looking for guilt, but measuring something more difficult—consistency. Truth wasn’t always in what people said. Sometimes it was in how little they changed when pressure tightened around them. “…Deeper than we think,” Dean repeated quietly. The man nodded once. “Yes.” Philip shifted slightly, his tone low but edged. “Or you’re just trying to make this bigger than it is.” The man didn’t look at him this time. He kept his eyes on Dean. “…If I wanted to deflect, I’d keep it simple.” A pause. “…This isn’t simple.” Clarice’s fingers hovered over her tablet, but she didn’t type. She was watching. Listening. Because right now, the smallest reaction mattered. Dean took a slow step forward. Not aggressive. Not soft either. Just enough to close the distance. “…
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-SEVEN: ManipulationChapter 147. The Hand Behind the CurtainThe calm didn’t last. It never did. Not when something was already in motion. The containment worked—at least on the surface. Conversations tightened. Doubt stopped spreading openly. The structure held. But Dean could feel it. Not with his eyes. Not with data. With instinct. The pressure hadn’t disappeared. It had shifted. That was worse. Because pressure that moved was pressure that adapted. Dean stood by the glass wall overlooking the main floor, his hands in his pockets, his expression unreadable. Below, everything looked normal again. People moving. Teams working. Orders flowing. But normal didn’t mean stable. “…You’re waiting,” Clarice said as she stepped beside him. Dean didn’t look at her. “Yes.” “…For what?” He paused. Just for a second. “…For them to get impatient.” Clarice frowned slightly. “You think they will?” Dean nodded once. “They have to.” A pause. “…What they’re doing now only works if we stay uncertain.” Philip joined them, h
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Chapter: CHAPTER 146. Going After Our PeopleThe word stayed in the air long after Dean said it. Trust. Not numbers. Not assets. Not contracts. Something softer. Something harder to measure. And because of that, something far easier to break if you knew where to press. Clarice didn’t respond immediately. She just looked at him, her grip on the tablet tightening slightly. Philip’s expression darkened, his instincts already moving ahead of the explanation. “…You think they’ll go after our people?” he asked. Dean shook his head once. “Not directly.” A pause. “…That would be too obvious.” Clarice’s voice came slower. “…Then how?” Dean’s eyes sharpened slightly. “They don’t need to remove trust,” he said. “They just need to question it.” Silence followed. Because that… was worse. Doubt didn’t break things immediately. It spread. Quiet. Invisible. And by the time you noticed it, it was already everywhere. Philip let out a low breath. “So they plant something.” Dean nodded. “Exactly.” Clarice frowned. “Rumors?” “More than that,” Dean r
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Chapter: CHAPTER 145. From Who?The shift happened faster than anyone expected. One moment, Eden Royalty Headquarters was tense but organized—controlled pressure, calculated movement—and the next, it felt like the ground beneath everything had started to slide. Not collapse. Not yet. But move. And in business, movement like that was often more dangerous than an outright fall. Dean stood at the center of it, watching the ripple effect of his decision take shape in real time. The Westline acquisition had become the focal point, just as he intended. Every department pivoted. Every resource leaned in that direction. But the moment that happened, the response came. Immediate. Sharp. Almost like whoever was watching had been waiting for that exact move. Clarice’s voice cut through the room again, tighter now, more urgent. “They’ve increased pressure on the supply chain again—this time it’s not delays, it’s cancellations.” Dean didn’t react outwardly, but his eyes shifted slightly. “From who?” “Different vendors,” she repl
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Chapter: CHAPTER 144. You Don't Need OneThe silence that followed didn’t feel like a pause. It felt like a warning. Dean stood still in that endless space, his mind sharper now than it had ever been, but also heavier. Each step forward had stripped something away—certainty, instinctive confidence, the ease of quick decisions—and replaced it with something harder to carry. Awareness. He exhaled slowly, rolling his shoulders once as if to settle the weight. “…You’re not going to give me a break, are you?” he muttered. Jonathan’s voice came, steady as always. “…You don’t need one.” Dean gave a faint, dry chuckle. “That’s one way to say it.” A pause. Then—“…This one matters more.” That made Dean’s expression shift slightly. Not fear. Not hesitation. Just… attention. “They all mattered.” “…Not like this.” The space changed again. But this time, it didn’t build slowly. It snapped into place. Hard. Immediate. Real. Dean blinked once—and he was no longer alone. The noise hit first. Phones ringing. Voices overlapping. The low hum of
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