LAPDOG HUSBAND IS A TRILLIONAIRE HEIR
“Sign the papers, Yemin. You’re nothing but a lapdog living in my house,” Katherine sneered, flipping her perfect hair. “You should be thanking me for keeping you around this long. Even my maid is more useful than you.”
Her new lover, James Franx, smirked. “Man, I almost feel bad for you. Almost. Must suck knowing your only talent is folding laundry and giving foot massages.”
The whole room burst into laughter.
Yemin just stood there, silent.
They called him a loser. A househusband. A pathetic joke.
But what they didn’t know?
The man they mocked owned the very restaurant they were dining in. The billion-dollar contracts they bragged about? His name was on every single one.
And when the truth dropped, their smiles vanished.
"Throw them out," the CEO of Ravol Company ordered, his voice cold.
Katherine's jaw dropped. "W-What? No, this has to be a mistake!"
James turned pale. "Wait! You don't understand! He’s just a nobody!"
Yemin chuckled, finally looking them in the eyes.
"You’re right, James. I was a nobody. But tell me… what does that make the fool who was just begging at my feet?"
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Chapter: CHAPTER 160 PART 2"That's not an answer," Vincenzo snarled. "That's a deflection. And I'm done with deflections.""What do you want to know?""Everything," Vincenzo said, raising his gun to point it at the old man's head. "Who are you working for? How do you know so much about the Sphinx organization? And most importantly, what's your real agenda here?""My agenda is exactly what I told you," Yemin replied. "To keep you alive long enough to be useful.""Useful for what?" Vincenzo demanded. "What do you really want from me?""Information," Yemin said quietly. "About the Sphinx leadership. About their operations. About their history.""Why?" Vincenzo pressed. "Who wants to know these things?""Someone who has a very personal interest in the organization," Yemin replied cryptically."Stop talking in riddles!" Vincenzo shouted, his patience finally snapping. "I want straight answers, or I'm going to put a bullet in your skull!""Backing out of our arrangement was a terrible idea, Vincenzo," Yemin said calm
Last Updated: 2025-07-16
Chapter: CHAPTER 160 PART 1As they walked through the dark alley behind the auction house, Vincenzo's mind raced with calculations and opportunities.The old man had just accomplished something that should have been impossible - eliminating Viktor Kozlov with nothing more than a cane and surgical precision.But now that the hard work was done, Vincenzo saw no reason to remain subordinate to someone he viewed as a temporary ally.I know the rest of the plan, Vincenzo thought as he watched the elderly figure shuffling ahead of him.Plant evidence linking Kozlov to the Russian Bratva, present his body as proof that I eliminated the threat. I don't need this old fool anymore."Excellent work back there," Vincenzo said, his voice carefully neutral. "Your technique was... impressive.""Thank you," Yemin replied in his quavering elderly voice."Now we need to focus on the next phase. We'll need to plant the evidence carefully to make it convincing.""About that," Vincenzo said, suddenly stopping in his tracks. "I've b
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Chapter: CHAPTER 159 PART 2Six hours later, Vincenzo's surveillance network had paid off. Viktor Kozlov had been spotted entering an underground auction house known for dealing in stolen artwork and rare collectibles.The location was perfect - isolated, heavily secured, and completely off the official radar."He's there," Vincenzo said, ending his call as he and Yemin sat in a van parked two blocks from the target location."My sources confirm he's inside, likely bidding on a stolen Monet.""Perfect," Yemin said, checking his watch."How many men do you have in position?""Eight of my best," Vincenzo replied."All armed, all experienced. But I have to ask again - how exactly do you plan to take down Viktor Kozlov? The man has survived assassination attempts by three different governments.""Leave that to me," Yemin said, his elderly voice carrying an edge of confidence that made Vincenzo uneasy."Old man, with all due respect, Kozlov is not some street thug. He's a professional killer with decades of experienc
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Chapter: CHAPTER 159 PART 1The abandoned warehouse district on the outskirts of the city provided the perfect cover for clandestine meetings.Vincenzo Torrino sat in the back of his armored sedan, watching nervously as the elderly man who had somehow infiltrated his private dinner approached the vehicle with that same unsettling calm."You came," Vincenzo said as Yemin settled into the passenger seat, his disguise as convincing in the dim light as it had been in the restaurant."I told you I would provide a solution," Yemin replied in his quavering elderly voice. "Are you ready to hear how we're going to save your life?""I'm all ears, old man," Vincenzo said, though there was still skepticism in his tone. "But this better be good. My superiors aren't known for their patience.""Tell me, Vincenzo," Yemin began, adjusting his gray wig slightly, "what would happen if you delivered not just the killer of Joseph Ultra and Marco Benedetti, but also eliminated a major threat to the Sphinx organization in the process?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 158 PART 2What happened next defied all logic and expectation.The supposedly frail old man moved with lightning speed, his cane striking Tony's wrist with surgical precision, causing the gun to clatter across the pavement.Before either guard could react, Yemin's elbow connected with Marco's solar plexus, doubling him over and leaving him gasping for air.Tony lunged forward, throwing a wild punch that would have devastated a normal elderly person.Instead, Yemin caught his wrist, twisted it behind his back, and used the man's own momentum to send him crashing through the restaurant's ornate front window.Marco, still struggling to breathe, reached for his backup weapon, but Yemin was already there.A swift kick to the knee sent Marco crumpling to the ground, followed by a precise blow to the base of his skull that left him unconscious on the wet pavement.The entire confrontation lasted less than thirty seconds, leaving both guards incapacitated and Yemin standing calmly among the wreckage, a
Last Updated: 2025-07-14
Chapter: CHAPTER 158 PART 1The evening rain cast slick reflections on the pavement as Yemin, disguised as a frail old man, shuffled slowly toward "Il Palazzo," one of the city's most exclusive restaurants.Vincenzo Torrino had rented out the entire establishment for his private dinner, a display of wealth and power that was typical for a man of his standing in the Sphinx organization.Two burly guards stood outside the restaurant's ornate entrance, their expensive suits barely concealing the weapons holstered beneath their jackets.They watched with barely contained amusement as the elderly figure approached them, his cane tapping rhythmically against the wet sidewalk."Excuse me, gentlemen," Yemin said in a quavering voice, hunching his shoulders to appear even more frail. "I need to speak with your boss about a matter of great urgency."The first guard, a mountain of muscle named Tony, burst into laughter."Did you hear that, Marco? Grandpa here wants to see the boss."Marco, equally large but with a scar run
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THE BEGGER BOY IS RICH HEIR
"Apologize to Mike and get the hell out of here, before we really destroy you, you stupid cleaner!" he snarled.
The taunting laughter from the group echoed around the court. Ethan’s cheeks burned as he clenched his fists, but he didn’t let the tears fall. Not now.
Not when he could still hold his dignity—though it was quickly slipping away.
Melissa’s eyes shifted uncomfortably, and for a moment, Ethan saw something in them—a flicker of fear.
But it was quickly replaced by an air of indifference. She shifted on her feet, glancing away, clearly uncomfortable but refusing to step forward.
The group continued to mock him, calling him a beggar and a loser.
"Look at him," one of them laughed. "A poor idiot who thinks he’s better than everyone else!"
The mocking continued, but none of it hit harder than the silence from Melissa. Ethan turned his head toward her, his voice cracking as he asked.
“Melissa, what the hell are you doing here? You... you’re my girlfriend!” His voice trembled with a mixture of anger and hurt.
The heir of the Elliot family, but his parents didn’t tell him the truth. They wanted Ethan to feel the difficulties of life.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 277Ethan stood on the edge of a glass-and-steel monolith, looking down at the city that had both made him and tried to break him.Dubai stretched out in all directions—a kingdom of glass towers, neon reflections, and wealth built on power and silence.Once, he had owned this world.Once, he had believed he could shape it.But now, as he stood above it all, the question that had haunted him since the beginning refused to be ignored.Did I win? Or did I just survive?He exhaled, the wind pulling at his coat, sending strands of his hair whipping against his forehead.The streets below were alive—cars honking, people moving, deals being made in hushed conversations, just another night in the empire of the rich.None of them knew what had happened.None of them knew how close this city had come to burning with The Dominion.They only knew the headlines:“Ethan Elliot Destroys Global Crime Syndicate.”“The Fall of The Dominion—A Power Shift in the Underworld.”“The Most Dangerous Man in the Wo
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Chapter: CHAPTER 276Ethan stood at the edge of the smoldering ruin, his body aching, his mind drowning in the weight of what had been done.Dubai’s skyline had changed overnight—one less tower standing.One less monster breathing.He should have felt something.Relief. Satisfaction. A sense of victory.But there was nothing.Only smoke, ash, and silence.The Dominion was gone.Their networks dismantled, their leaders dead, scattered, or in hiding.The underworld had changed in a single night, shifting like tectonic plates beneath his feet.And the world had noticed.The media had already begun spinning their stories.“Elliot Enterprises CEO Linked to Mysterious Power Shift.”“The Fall of The Dominion—A New Global Order?”“Ethan Elliot: The Man Who Killed the Shadows.”Some feared him.Some worshipped him.Some wanted him dead.None of it mattered.Because Ethan was done.Lisa was gone.Malik was gone.His empire was still standing, but it wasn’t his anymore.He had spent years clawing his way to the top,
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2753:00… 2:59… 2:58…The countdown blazed across the massive penthouse screen.Ethan’s fingers tightened around Emery’s collar."Where is it?" His voice was a low growl, lethal.Emery coughed, blood staining his teeth. "Wouldn’t you like to know?"2:30… 2:29…Ethan yanked him forward, shaking him violently. "Tell me where the bomb is, or I swear I will—""Kill me?" Emery smirked, weak but smug. "That’s what I want, Ethan."Ethan’s breath came sharp. Every fiber of his body screamed to end him.But the clock was running out.Lisa’s voice echoed in his head."Don’t become them…"2:00… 1:59…Ethan dropped Emery.He turned on his heel, ignoring the bastard’s laughter as he scanned the penthouse for any sign of the bomb.Then—he saw it.A black case embedded inside the structural framework of the tower, wires running across the walls like a web of death.The fail-safe was wired into the building itself.Emery had planned this well.There was no stopping the countdown.1:30… 1:29…He had to ge
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Chapter: CHAPTER 274Ethan moved first.No hesitation. No mercy.His fist slammed into Emery’s face, sending him crashing into a marble pillar.The impact cracked the surface, shards of stone crumbling to the floor.But Emery didn’t collapse.He grinned through the blood."That’s it, Ethan," he rasped, wiping his split lip. "No more business deals. No more negotiations. Just war."Ethan didn’t answer.Words were pointless now.Lisa was gone.The Dominion had burned his empire.Now, he would burn them.Emery launched himself forward, faster than Ethan expected.A knife flashed in his hand.Ethan twisted—**barely dodging—**but the blade still grazed his ribs.Pain flared, hot and sharp, but he didn’t slow.Instead, he caught Emery’s wrist and twisted.CRACK.The knife clattered to the floor.Emery hissed, his arm hanging limp, dislocated.But he still laughed."Come on," he taunted. "You’re holding back."Ethan’s rage snapped.He drove his knee into Emery’s gut, knocking the air from his lungs.As Emery dou
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Chapter: CHAPTER 273The Burj Dominion towered over Dubai, a fortress of wealth, power, and secrecy. A structure built on the backs of the world’s most corrupt elites, designed to withstand anything.Anything but him.Ethan was coming.Inside the penthouse, Emery Calloway stood before the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, the city sprawling beneath him in a tapestry of golden lights. He swirled the whiskey in his glass, watching the skyline with an air of amusement.Behind him, a war was brewing.Guards flooded the lower floors, rifles loaded, body armor strapped on, comms crackling with rapid orders. The entire tower was on lockdown.But Emery wasn’t afraid.He had been waiting for this."Sir, we should evacuate," one of his lieutenants suggested, nervous.Emery smirked, tilting his glass to his lips. "No."The man hesitated. "With all due respect, sir, Elliot is—""Exactly where I want him." Emery placed the glass down with a deliberate clink. "Let him in."The lieutenant paled. "Sir?"Emery turned, his
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Chapter: CHAPTER 272Ethan didn’t remember getting into the car.Didn’t remember the high-speed chase through the city, weaving through traffic, running red lights, ignoring the screaming sirens behind him.All he saw was her face on that screen.Lisa.Still alive.Barely breathing, but still there.And if he was even a second too late?He wouldn’t let himself think about it.Mike’s voice crackled over the comm. “Ethan, you need to slow down. We don’t know what we’re walking into.”Ethan’s grip tightened on the wheel. “I don’t care.”Because this wasn’t about strategy anymore.This was personal.The warehouse loomed ahead, an abandoned Dominion facility on the city outskirts.Ethan didn’t wait. Didn’t plan.He crashed the car straight through the front gate, metal screeching as he tore past the defenses.Gunfire erupted. Bullets slammed into the car, glass shattering.Ethan was already out, already moving.His gun spat fire as he carved a path through The Dominion soldiers.Each shot was precise. Lethal.
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