Chapter: 133The morning sun barely pierced the thick clouds as a crowd slowly gathered outside the grand gates of Brent Walker’s mansion. The sprawling estate, once a symbol of his power and wealth, was now the centerpiece of a public auction. The news cameras had arrived early, their crews setting up tripods and lights, ready to broadcast every moment live. Paparazzi clustered near the entrance, and their lenses trained on the ornate gates and the polished marble steps. Whispers buzzed through the crowd like electricity. “Can you believe it? Brent Walker’s mansion, up for grabs.” “From billionaire to bankrupt. What a fall.” “Wonder who’ll buy it.” Inside the mansion, the empty halls echoed with memories of a man once untouchable. Now, it was just an empty shell waiting for a new owner. --- Sarah Chen and Charles Chen arrived in style, stepping out of a sleek bl
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Chapter: 132The city’s skyline glittered like a jewel under the night sky, but inside the towering Chen Industries building, the real sparkle was on the faces of those gathered in the grand ballroom. Crystal chandeliers hung like frozen stars from the ceiling, casting light over the sea of expensive gowns and tailored tuxedos. Sarah Chen stood near the entrance, a glass of champagne in her hand, her smile bright and practiced. Charles Chen was by her side, his arm casually draped around her waist. Together, they were the undisputed rulers of this night—and, in their minds, the entire city. “Look at this,” Charles said, his voice low and full of pride. “All the city’s power players under one roof. Everyone drinking our champagne, eating our food, admiring our empire.” Sarah’s laugh was light but sharp. “And they have no idea what’s really going on behind the scenes. The city thinks we’re just smart businesspeople, but there’s
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Chapter: 131 - THE FALL OF BRENT WALKER ONE MONTH ON...The small house felt quiet, almost too quiet for a place where so much was about to happen. Brent sat at the head of the old wooden table, his hands folded in front of him. Around the table, his team waited—Lucy, Jessica, Tommy, Adams, Ling, James, Sophia, and little Hope, sitting close by, watching everything with wide eyes. Brent looked at each of them, his face calm but serious. “They think I’m done. That I’ve lost everything. That Brent Walker is finished.” Jessica frowned. “They’re telling the whole city you’re bankrupt. That you have no power left. Everyone’s talking about it.” Brent nodded slowly. “That’s exactly why it’s perfect. No one would expect me to come back from this. The city is celebrating my fall. The media is having a field day. They think the game’s over.” Lucy leaned forward, her eyebrows raised. “But you want to stay hidden? Work in the shadows? No big moves in publi
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Chapter: 129 Silence scared them more than noise. Sarah sat in her office, watching Charles pace. Three months since they'd heard from Brent. Three months of nothing. "He's planning something," Charles muttered. Again. Always the same words. Sarah stared at her phone. No messages. No threats. No warnings. Just silence. "Maybe he's really gone," she said. Not believing it. Charles laughed. Sharp. Angry. "You think he's gone? After everything?" Their empire was growing again. New factories. New trucks. New deals. All because Brent Walker 'disappeared'. "We're stronger now," Charles said, looking out at their buildings. "Bigger than before." But his eyes kept checking shadows. Kept watching corners. Robert Chen walked in, holding papers. "Another company bought. Right next to Walker Industries." They were taking eve
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Chapter: 130 The newspapers loved writing Brent Walker's rumoured fall. "FALLEN BILLIONAIRE LOSES EVERYTHING?" "BRENT WALKER: FROM HERO TO ZERO" "CHEN INDUSTRIES TAKES OVER WALKER EMPIRE" Sarah read every story. Every lie. Every trap. Because that's what they were. Traps. She sat in her office, watching Charles give another TV interview. "Brent Walker?" He laughed on screen. "Old news. The city has moved on." The reporter nodded. "Some say he's planning a comeback." "Let him try." Charles smiled his shark smile. "We own everything now. His buildings. His companies. His power." Sarah turned off the TV. Couldn't watch anymore. Their PR team worked overtime. Pushing stories. Spreading rumors. Making Brent look finished. "Public opinion is everything," Charles told them. "Make them believe he's done." And people did
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Chapter: 128 The President loved money. Everyone knew it. Sarah and Charles sat in a fancy office, watching him count their donation. Five million dollars. All clean. All legal-looking. "This is... generous," the President said, smiling his TV smile. Charles leaned forward. "We believe in your vision, sir." Sarah stayed quiet. Let Charles do the talking. He was good at lying to powerful people. The President touched the check again. "And you want...?" "Nothing much." Charles shrugged. Casual. Practiced. "Just some help with permits. Health inspections. Small things." The President nodded slowly. "Those inspectors can be... difficult." "Very difficult," Charles agreed. "Especially at night." They all knew what he meant. Night inspections. Surprise visits. Brent's people, watching their factories. Sarah watched the President think. She could almost
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The Almighty Tom Sullivan
Tom Sullivan came from a powerful aristocratic family. However, at the age of 18, he was expelled from his family after his cousin, who was also a successor, framed him. On his wedding night, he was found by his clan members and forced to replace his cousin in the military.
There, he achieved tremendous success and became the highest commander. But upon his return, his cousin poisoned him, leaving him mentally impaired and living on the streets.
Later, he was accidentally encountered by his wife, Lisa, who took him in. Lisa's family regarded Tom as a disgrace and demanded she divorce him. Lisa had no choice but to compromise.
At a critical moment, Tom regained his senses. He decided to utilize his military skills and power to help his wife restore her family's respect and take revenge on those opportunists who looked down on them during difficult times, and avenge those who had framed him in the past.
What obstacles will he encounter? And how will he overcome the difficulties?
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Chapter: Chapter 027Tom Sullivan had always believed that the worst betrayals didn’t come from enemies, but from those you trusted with your weaknesses. As he sat at his desk that morning, the manila folder Lisa had found in her father’s study lay open before him—a map of treachery, desperate moves, and debts.Lisa hovered near the window, arms wrapped around her waist. She’d spent half the night crying, then the other half poring over the documents with him, her faith in her family shattering with each new page. But Tom was already looking past her pain, triangulating threats, searching for patterns in the chaos.The folder was damning. The Winchesters, it turned out, were neck-deep in debt to a lender called Lancer Holdings—a name that meant nothing to most people, but everything to Tom. The company, on paper, was a faceless investment group. In reality, it was a front for Felix Sullivan’s more creative financial maneuvers: loans that came with invisibl
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Chapter: Chapter 026Tom had always believed in stacking the odds in his favor. When he promised to fly in the best doctors for Mrs. Winchester, he hadn’t been bluffing. Before breakfast the next morning, the Sullivan driveway was crowded with black sedans and a single unmarked van, each bearing a quiet efficiency that screamed military precision.Dr. Elena Voss led the team—tall, composed, her dark hair knotted in a severe bun. She wore the plain white coat of a civilian, but Tom recognized the way she carried herself: alert, aware, never quite at rest. He’d served with her in another life, back when trust was a matter of survival and mistakes got people killed.Elena shook Tom’s hand with a firm grip. “General Sullivan. Or do I call you Mr. Sullivan now?”“Tom’s fine,” he said, managing a smile. “Thanks for coming on short notice.”She nodded, her gaze shifting to Lisa, who stood beside him, uncertain. “And you must be Mrs. Sullivan?”Lisa offered a hesitant hand. “Just Lisa, please. Thank you for com
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Chapter: Chapter 025Tom’s POV The Sullivan mansion was shrouded in silence when Tom slipped into his study that night, Lisa already asleep down the hall. In the gloom, Tom’s mind raced. The day’s events replayed in his head: the Winchesters’ act, Dr. Smith’s rehearsed pitch, Lisa’s haunted eyes, and those two messages from Phillip Constantine. Phillip was in the shadows, pulling strings, and Lisa—Lisa was drifting, her trust eroding day by day. He sat at his desk, the faint blue light of his laptop painting his face in cold tones. He hesitated, then opened the encrypted chat window he hadn’t touched in years. “Marcus. Need a full background on Dr. Smith, Saint Mary’s Hospital. Urgent. Watch for military contractor links. —T.” He hit send. Marcus Reed, his old comrade, wouldn’t ask questions. They’d once survived a black site together with nothing but a broken radio and sheer will; if anyone could find the truth, it was Marcus. Tom closed the laptop and stared out the window. The city l
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Chapter: Chapter 024The morning sun cast long shadows across the Sullivan mansion's driveway as Tom and Lisa prepared for their hospital visit. Tom had offered to go with Lisa after some considerations. He watched his wife from the corner of his eye as she fidgeted with her phone, her fingers trembling slightly. Something felt off, but he couldn't quite place it. "The car's ready," he said softly, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. Lisa flinched at his touch – a small movement, but one that didn't escape his notice. She'd been doing that a lot lately. The drive to Saint Mary's Hospital was thick with tension. Lisa stared out the window, lost in thought, while Tom's mind raced through possibilities. He'd learned long ago that coincidences in his life usually weren't coincidences at all. When they arrived at the hospital, Dr. Smith was already waiting in the lobby. Tom's military instincts kicked in immediately – the doctor's perfectly pressed coat, his too-bright smile, the way his eyes dart
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Chapter: Chapter 023"Wait, honey... I think I have a plan too... One that will blow your mind," Mrs. Winchester announced excitedly. She motioned towards her husband. Mr. Winchester inquired, "And... what's that got to be, Miranda?" His expression showed his eagerness to know what his wife had in mind. Mrs. Winchester sat next to her husband, ready to reveal her plan. "So... you're going to call our daughter and let her know that I'm very ill... I mean, on the verge of dying anytime soon. Tell her that I have some organs failing and that you're afraid I have little time left to live... Just... come up with something she's easily going to believe." Mr. Winchester's face lit up with admiration. "That's superb, Miranda. I married a smart woman indeed. That way, we'll get her to come see you on your 'sick bed,' and then we'll take it from there." Mrs. Winchester smiled, a villainous glint in her eye. "Sounds like a perfect idea, Henry. But... don't forget we need to arrange things with Dr. Smith. I k
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Chapter: Chapter 022The Winchester Mansion It was so quiet in the Winchester mansion. A family, once known for their power and wealth, was gradually falling apart and had lost control over all that was happening. Lisa's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Winchester sat quietly on the couch, facing each other. Their current state was unbearable, and they were desperately trying to come up with a solution before things fell apart. They couldn't just sit back and watch everything they'd worked so hard to acquire slip away. Never. "Honey, we really need to do something. All our businesses are in shambles now. We lost half a billion dollars in less than a day. Nothing is going well. We're Winchesters, we can't end up on the streets," Lisa's mom lamented. I can't lose my home, the cars, my jewelry, those expensive vacations you arrange for me... This life is too good to lose,' Mrs. Winchester continued. Mr. Winchester, who sat directly opposite her, hadn't spoken yet. The expression on his face seemed like the
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