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Ivy Rogers
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The Silent Benefactor

The Silent Benefactor

For seven years, Derick Sekwiga lived like an ordinary, overlooked husband while quietly turning his wife's small company into a powerful empire behind the scenes. But when her charming ex-boyfriend suddenly reappeared with sweet words and hidden motives, she threw her trust at him and pushed Derick aside without a second thought. Tired of being doubted, used, and disrespected, Derick signed the divorce papers and walked away without a fight. What his ex-wife never imagined was that the man she ran back to only wanted her wealth—and the “nobody” she divorced was actually the quiet force controlling half the city’s economy. Now, with his identity revealed and his patience gone, everyone who ever underestimated Derick Sekwiga is about to face the consequences.
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Chapter: Chapter 167: Cut The Link With Kendi!!!
Bypassing Mayfair, the engine noise from the African scrubland cut out for a second, replaced by the hollow, metallic groan of a chassis being twisted to its absolute limit. In the quiet cab of the saloon, the sound was intimate, almost suffocating."She's bottoming out," Jackson whispered. His eyes remained locked on the telemetry. "The terrain profile doesn't match the satellite imagery Westbrook submitted to the high court. They logged this entire quadrant as a desertification zone.""Because dry land carries no ecological indemnity," Derick said. He guided the silver saloon into the shadow of the Palace of Westminster. The gothic spires looked black against the bruising sky. "If there’s no water on the books, there's no crime in poisoning it with the runoff from the gold tailings. It’s perfect corporate arithmetic."On the dashboard console, Kendi’s voice returned, tighter now, punctuated by the sharp crack of an overstressed leaf spring."Derick? If you're receiving this, the loc
Last Updated: 2026-06-15
Chapter: Chapter 166: Bypassing Mayfair
The rain on Grosvenor Square had turned into a fine, isotropic mist by the time the silver saloon cleared the security barrier, its tires spitting grit against the brickwork of the embassy lane. Derick kept the headlights dipped. London was waking up in fragments—milk floats, the first red double-deckers grinding toward Marble Arch, and the pale, sodium glow of streetlamps reflecting off windows that had been dark since the Blitz. Beside him, Jackson didn't move. The laptop screen was a pale blue mask across his face, throwing the hollows of his cheeks into sharp relief. His thumbs remained hooked over the chassis, frozen in the posture of a man who had spent three hours defusing a bomb only to realize he was still holding the detonator. "The London mirror just dropped six packets," Jackson said. His voice was flat, drained of the adrenaline that had carried them through the basement descent. "Some kind of deep-packet inspection. It’s not the compliance committee. It’s too fast for
Last Updated: 2026-06-14
Chapter: Chapter 165: The Public Server
The wet asphalt of Grosvenor Square dissolved behind them as Jackson stepped into the waiting elevator, his fingers already hammering at the glass screen of his tablet. The lift hummed, a low-frequency vibration that rattled the brass handrails as they began their descent toward the underground parking level."The regional office in Mombasa just flagged Vance’s credentials," Jackson said, his eyes reflecting the sharp blue glare of the interface. "The automated system picked up the concurrent login from London. We have exactly four minutes before the security protocol locks the session and forces a manual override.""Then don't format the text from scratch," Derick said, his voice cutting through the mechanical hum of the elevator. "Pull the pre-cached Markdown files from the staging server. Strip the metadata, bypass the regional translation layer, and dump the raw Appendix C directly into the root directory. If the ministries want to read it, they can use Google Translate.""That le
Last Updated: 2026-06-13
Chapter: Chapter 164: Mombasa
Jackson’s fingers flew across the tablet screen, the blue light casting sharp, angular shadows over his face. "The upload protocol requires three separate administrative keys, Derick. I have mine, and you have yours. But we need a proxy signature from the regional operations office in Mombasa to bypass the standard forty-eight-hour quarantine.""Use Vance’s credentials," Derick said without turning from the window. Below, a black Mercedes sedan slid smoothly away from the curb, its taillights bleeding red streaks across the wet asphalt. Westbrook’s exit. "He left his token active on the secure subnet when he rushed out. He was too busy hiding his pen to clear his cache.""That’s a compliance violation. If the board audits the keystrokes—""If we don't have the text on the public server by midnight, there won't be a board left to audit us," Derick interrupted. His voice was level, stripped of the adrenaline that usually followed a boardroom coup. He reached into his pocket, his fingers
Last Updated: 2026-06-12
Chapter: Chapter 163: Grosvenor Square
The door of the boardroom clicked closed with a heavy, pressurized sigh that seemed to vacuum the remaining oxygen from the room. Westbrook was the first out, his briefcase gripped so tightly his knuckles showed white through his artificial tan. Vance trailed him like a shadow detached from its owner, still frantically pocketing his pen.Derick remained in his chair, his hands flat against the cool, ancient oak of the shipyard table. The room emptied in ripples until only he, Jackson, and Haraldsen remained. The Chairman was slow in his movements now, the sudden authority he had wielded during the roll call dissolving back into the tired posture of an aging bureaucrat.With a deliberate, mechanical precision, Haraldsen reached into his breast pocket. He did not pull out a phone or a pair of spectacles. Instead, he withdrew a small, tarnished silver object and set it gently on the brass plate where his gavel had rested moments before.It was an antique water meter key, its T-bar worn s
Last Updated: 2026-06-11
Chapter: Chapter 162: The Noon Division
The street outside the Connaught felt like a cold slate wiped clean by the drizzle. Derick walked fast, his coat unbuttoned, letting the damp London air cut through the lingering heat of the dining room. Jackson kept half a pace behind him, his shoes clicking rhythmically against the wet pavement of Carlos Place."Westbrook’s going to whip the second-tier directors," Jackson said, his voice low as they rounded the corner toward Grosvenor Square. "He’s already calling Henderson and Vance. If he loses Haraldsen on the audit trigger, he’ll try to choke the funding at the committee stage.""Let him call them," Derick said. "Henderson moves with the tide. Vance moves with Henderson. If Haraldsen votes to publish, the center holds.""And if Haraldsen’s nod was just courtesy?" Jackson asked. "He’s a statistician, Derick. He likes the weight of an argument, but he lives in the shadow of the regulatory board. He knows exactly how much noise an extraordinary audit makes."Derick stopped at the
Last Updated: 2026-06-10
Rise Of The Underworld King

Rise Of The Underworld King

At the tender age of seven, Ethan Sanders's family were brutally murdered. Fortunately, he was saved by an old man who took care of him. In fulfillment of the old woman's final wish, he married Tina Macy, who was managing her family's business through numerous challenges. After they wed, Tina Macy's business boosted, becoming a top 10 in Newberg City. Realizing her business had peaked, Tina's parents told her to divorce Ethan, thinking that he's useless and poor. At first, she refused but she later served him divorce papers a few days after the old woman's death. However, they didn't know that Ethan Sanders is a mysterious man, the best mercenary, most talented businessman, the best doctor in the world and the king of the underworld world. He's also the leader of all the Mafias. He built a business empire when he was young and he's extremely rich. Now, Ethan is ready to avenge his family's death and those that looked down upon him won't be forgiven.
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Chapter: Chapter 601
Raymond didn't sleep that night. He sat in the chair by the window while his father worked the phones in the next room, his voice low and precise, dismantling weeks of careful planning with the same efficiency he'd used to build it. Raymond could hear fragments through the wall. Dates cancelled. Me
Last Updated: 2026-03-22
Chapter: Chapter 600
Charles Castellan absorbed this information with visible effort, his mind still reeling from the visions but struggling to apply practical thinking to impossible circumstances. "Then we need him alive. If what you're saying is true, if he's humanity's weapon against this entity, then my vendetta is
Last Updated: 2025-12-31
Chapter: Chapter 599
He showed his father Earth as the beings saw it. A junction point. A crossroads where dimensional walls were thin enough to breach. A place where the pursuing entity would eventually arrive because the beings had fled here, had left a trail that couldn't be hidden. He showed him humanity's role in
Last Updated: 2025-12-30
Chapter: Chapter 598
He brought the piece floating toward his father, let it circle Charles Castellan's head once before returning it gently to its position on the board. Then he reached out with his mind and lifted all thirty-two pieces simultaneously. The entire chess set rose into the air, each piece holding its rel
Last Updated: 2025-12-29
Chapter: Chapter 597
Raymond stood at the window of his father's penthouse and watched the city tear itself apart at the seams. Not literally, not yet. To anyone else looking out at the sprawling metropolis below, everything appeared normal. Traffic flowed through arteries of asphalt and concrete. Lights twinkled in wi
Last Updated: 2025-12-29
Chapter: Chapter 596
"I'm overwhelmed." She said it because it was the only honest response she could manage. "I don't know how to process this. How to understand what you are." "I know." Ethan crouched in front of her chair, bringing his face level with hers. "And I'm sorry I kept it from you for so long. But Angela,
Last Updated: 2025-12-29
An Eye For An Eye: The Rise Of Cassius Lucas

An Eye For An Eye: The Rise Of Cassius Lucas

Imagine finding yourself within the four walls of the toughest prison in all of Washington City for a crime you know nothing about. Lucas Ross, once the shining star of the prestigious Washington City University and its overall best student, found himself framed and unjustly sentenced to a year behind bars. Adding to his misery, life had dealt him harsh blows before. Twenty-five years earlier, he lost his parents in a tragic plane crash. As if his wrongful imprisonment wasn't enough, Lucas was fired from his job, and the final betrayal came when his girlfriend left him for his best friend. The cumulative effect of these tragedies pushes him to the edge, and he attempts to end his dear life the day he was released from prison. Fortunately for him, he's saved by a mysterious old man who reveals a shocking truth: Lucas Ross is the only heir of a powerful and influential businessman who was brutally murdered by his competitor. Now resolute in his mission to avenge his parents' death and bring justice to those who betrayed and framed him, Lucas Ross's quest for revenge takes him down a dark, dangerous and treacherous path. Will Lucas Ross emerge victorious in his quest for justice, or will the darkness he has unleashed consume him completely?
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Chapter: Death!!!!
Ryker remained at the window long after the assassins had left, watching the city transform from day to night. His reflection stared back at him from the glass—a powerful man who suddenly looked older, more worn than he had that morning.His phone buzzed. Marcus Chen with an update on the social media suppression campaign. Ryker ignored it. Another buzz. Sarah Kim reporting that Stevens had been "handled" and wouldn't be talking to anyone. He ignored that too.Nothing mattered except Blackhood.He pulled out his personal phone—the one only three people had the number to—and opened the message thread with his son.His phone rang. Not the personal one—his business line. He almost didn't answer, but the caller ID showed it was Thomas Wright, his head of security. The man who'd been conspicuously absent from all the meetings today."What?" Ryker answered coldly."Mr. Ryker, I need to speak with you immediately. In person. It's about your son."Ryker's blood went ice-cold. "You have inform
Last Updated: 2026-04-08
Chapter: Ohhh, My Son!
Ryker remained at the window long after the assassins had left, watching the city transform from day to night. His reflection stared back at him from the glass—a powerful man who suddenly looked older, more worn than he had that morning.His phone buzzed. Marcus Chen with an update on the social media suppression campaign. Ryker ignored it. Another buzz. Sarah Kim reporting that Stevens had been "handled" and wouldn't be talking to anyone. He ignored that too.Nothing mattered except Blackhood.He pulled out his personal phone—the one only three people had the number to—and opened the message thread with his son. His phone rang. Not the personal one—his business line. He almost didn't answer, but the caller ID showed it was Thomas Wright, his head of security. The man who'd been conspicuously absent from all the meetings today."What?" Ryker answered coldly."Mr. Ryker, I need to speak with you immediately. In person. It's about your son."Ryker's blood went ice-cold. "You have infor
Last Updated: 2025-11-30
Chapter: The New Hired Assassins
The digital crisis team filed out of Ryker's office one by one, each carrying their assignments like weapons to be deployed against the spreading wildfire of social media chaos. Marcus Chen would coordinate the mass reporting campaign. Sarah Kim would orchestrate the counter-narrative. James Mitchell would pay Stevens a visit that the security guard would not soon forget.But Ryker barely noticed their departure. His mind had already moved past the immediate damage control, past the NDAs and the scrubbed videos and the threatened witnesses. All of that was merely noise—necessary noise, but noise nonetheless. The real problem, the only problem that truly mattered, remained unsolved.Where was his son?He checked his watch: 4:47 PM. Nearly five hours since Blackhood's hand had arrived in that godforsaken box. Five hours of his best people searching, investigating, following leads that went nowhere. Five hours of his son being held by people who had demonstrated their willingness to muti
Last Updated: 2025-11-30
Chapter: The Digital Wildfire
The digital wildfire had already begun. By the time Ryker's people started monitoring social media, there were already hundreds of posts spreading across the city's online landscape like a virus. Employee accounts, anonymous profiles, even local news aggregator sites were buzzing with variations of the same shocking story: Something terrible had happened at Ryker Industries. The richest man in the city had been involved in a violent incident. There were witnesses. There was video footage. There was blood. Ryker sat in his office, surrounded by six of his top people—not his legitimate executives, but his real operators. The ones who handled problems that couldn't be solved through boardrooms or legal paperwork. They stood in a semicircle around his desk, each one holding a tablet or phone, scrolling through the growing catastrophe. "Show me," Ryker said, his voice cold and controlled. Marcus Chen—no relation to the detective, one of Ryker's digital specialists—stepped forward an
Last Updated: 2025-11-30
Chapter: The Power Shift
Detective Morrison stood in the hallway outside Ryker's office, her phone pressed to her ear, her expression growing increasingly confused and then frustrated. Chen stood beside her, watching his partner's face change as whoever was on the other end of the line spoke to her with evident authority."But sir, we have multiple witnesses. We have video evidence. We have a severed hand that—" Morrison paused, listening. Her jaw tightened. "Yes, sir. I understand, sir. But this is clearly—" Another pause, longer this time. Her knuckles turned white around the phone. "Yes, sir. Right away, sir."She lowered the phone slowly, staring at it as if it had betrayed her. Chen stepped closer, his voice low and urgent. "What did the Chief say?""He said to stand down," Morrison replied, her voice tight with barely controlled anger. "He said to cease the investigation immediately and clear the scene.""What?" Chen's eyes widened in disbelief. "That's insane. We have evidence of assault, evidence tamp
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
Chapter: The Cover-Up Attempt
Detective Morrison's question hung in the air, but before anyone could answer, Stevens was already on his feet, one hand still pressed dramatically against his reddening cheek."Detective, thank God you're here," he said, his voice taking on a pained but brave quality. "Mr. Ryker assaulted me. He struck me across the face in front of all these witnesses. And before that, there was a severed hand. A human hand. He was trying to hide it."Morrison's expression didn't change, but her eyes sharpened with interest. "A severed hand," she repeated, her tone carefully neutral. "Where is this hand now?""He had it," Stevens said, pointing at Ryker. "He was holding it, trying to hide it under his jacket. Then he went into his bathroom just a few minutes ago. He was in there for several minutes, alone."Morrison's gaze shifted to Ryker, assessing him with the practiced eye of someone who had seen countless criminals and liars. "Mr. Ryker, is this true? Did you have a severed hand in your possess
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
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