All Chapters of I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours: Chapter 321
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The eavesdropper
The arguments swirled in the small room, but the pull of the money was a riptide, dragging them all toward the same conclusion. Takeshi looked at the faces of his family—the greed in his wife’s eyes, the cold calculation in Haru, and nodded.“It’s decided then,” Takeshi declared, his voice firm. “We accept Saber’s offer. The ryokan, and Akame, are his.”The moment the words left his mouth, a sharp crash shattered the silence from the hallway. A ceramic pot, meant for holding a bonsai tree, had fallen from a small stand just outside the door and lay in pieces on the wooden floor.As one, they turned sharply toward the sound. There, standing in the doorway, was Akame. Her face was ghostly white, her hands clenched into tiny fists at her sides. Her mouth hung open in a silent, horrified gasp, her wide eyes reflecting the ultimate betrayal of the only family she had left. "I-It's not true... tell me it's not true. Y-you're... you're selling the ryokan?"* * * * For a long, frozen mom
The invitation
Takeshi frowned, drawing his head back in genuine confusion. "Why this fixation on Yuji, Mr. Saber? The man is a bum. A disgrace to the family name and to himself. He's not worth a moment of your time.""I understand your sentiment," Barry said, his voice flat. "I, too, have a particular distaste for men who abandon their children. Still, I like to know the full landscape of a situation. For my own... safety. Where can he be found?"Shrugging, as if discussing a stray animal, Takeshi revealed, "He spends his days and nights gambling what little he has and getting drunk at a filthy izakaya called The Rusty Koi, in the old quarter. He's homeless. The only money he makes is from letting medical students practice drawing blood from him for a few yen. He's a human pincushion." The disgust in Takeshi's voice was enough to tell Barry how terrible Yuji's life had become.Barry filed the name "The Rusty Koi" and the description away. "Noted," he said. "I'll keep that in mind."Just then, the
A billion dollars fortune
Barry gestured casually toward the cloth-draped form. "When I first purchased this rock, I had a hunch it was more than it seemed. So, I had it cut in two." He paused, letting the tension build. "And I found out I hadn't just struck gold. I'd struck something far, far more valuable."He grabbed the edge of the cloth and yanked it away.The Yamamoto family stared in raw shock, their minds refusing to process what they were seeing. The ugly, pockmarked boulder they had all rejected were two halves of a vault of rare jade stones. It was like a treasure chest that had been hidden in plain sight for generations was suddenly opened to them.Takeshi took a stumbling step backward, his face drained of colour. “Impossible… That can’t be—this cannot be the same rock!” "Oh, it's very much the same rock," Barry said, his voice cold and clear. "And that's not all. This is Burmese Imperial Green jadeite. The rarest form of jade in the world. In a proper bidding war, a stone of this size and quali
Revelation
Takeshi’s face drained of colour, but he quickly forced a stiff smile to cover his panic. His hands trembled as he reached toward her, voice suddenly soft and desperate.“Akame… child… forgive us,” he said, his words shaky. “We—we were wrong before, in how we treated you. But you must understand, you’re a Yamamoto. Our blood runs through you. This fortune, this jade—it belongs to the family. Think of what it could do for us all. We could expand our businesses, restore our honor, strengthen the Yamamoto name across Japan. You’ll be honored, cherished. Just return the jade to us, and everything will be for the greater good.”Denji and Haru saw their chance and quickly closed in, standing on either side of him like vultures circling prey.“Your uncle speaks the truth,” Denji said smoothly. “We didn’t see your worth before, but we see it now. Let us handle the jade, Akame. You’re too young to carry such a heavy burden. We’ll protect you, guide you, treat you as you deserve.”Even Haru, wh
Confession
The hall went dead silent.Takeshi stumbled a step backward as if struck by lightning. His face drained of all color, his trembling finger pointed straight at Barry.“Y–you… You’re Barry Sullivan?” he stammered. His voice cracked as the words tore from his throat. “That’s impossible! You—you're the richest man alive! The owner of Sullivan Group!”Barry’s calm eyes met his. “Yes,” he said. “I used to visit your family’s ryokan often when your father, Hikaru, was alive. He treated me with respect when I was in his care. He never asked questions, never sought favors, and when he needed help, I gave it. After his death, I received this letter.”Barry reached into his coat and pulled out the folded paper. The faint scent of old ink lingered as he unfolded it, the hall catching a glimpse of the familiar Yamamoto seal.“He told me about his illness,” Barry continued quietly, his tone softening just slightly. “And his fears. He said he didn’t have much time left, and that he hadn’t made a wi
Chiyo
All eyes swung toward Chiyo.Takeshi’s wife blinked rapidly, her lips parting, her hands trembling. “Wh–what? Me? Are you insane?”Barry’s piercing eyes watched the subtle flinch in Chiyo’s shoulders, the way her pupils shrank.She was definitely guilty. There was no use trying hard to hide it.Akame took a shaky step forward. “He told me, aunt. He said you were the one who handed him his nightly tea. He said the bitterness was new, but he trusted you. And after you served him that drink, he never left his bed again.”“Lies!” Chiyo shrieked, standing abruptly. “You’re making this up to frame me! How dare you accuse me in front of everyone!”Takeshi shot to his feet beside her, his face pale but conflicted. “Akame, stop this nonsense! Do you have any proof?”But Akame didn’t back down. Her eyes glistened, yet her jaw stayed firm. “Yes indeed. I have my proof to expose the truth if anyone ever doubted me.”Her words hit like a hidden chord. Barry’s gaze narrowed slightly. “Where is thi
The youngest billionairess
Barry stood still as the officers moved into the building. Takeshi was bent forward, his wrists cuffed behind him. Chiyo hands trembled as she was also cuffed and led alongside her husband.Barry watched them go, arms folded across his chest. When the officers’ footsteps faded, Haru and Denji approached him. They hesitated for a long moment before bowing deeply, their foreheads nearly touching the floor.“Mr. Sullivan,” Haru began, voice rough. “Thank you… for exposing the truth. If not for you, we would never have known what our brother did. You’ve avenged our father’s death.”Denji nodded quickly, his voice breaking. “We also want to apologize for everything. For any insult, for doubting you, for our behavior at the auction. We… we were blinded by greed and that misled us.”Barry regarded them for a moment before shaking his head slightly. “There’s no need for apologies,” he said. “I didn’t do this for you. I did it for an old friend who trusted me. Hikaru Yamamoto was a good man.
Yuji Yamamoto
Barry’s eyes widened slightly as he took in the disheveled, reeking man being restrained by the guards. His gaze snapped to Akame’s pale, frozen face. “That’s your father?” he asked quietly, his tone laced with disgust.Yuji, with a surprising burst of drunken strength, finally shoved the guards off and staggered forward, taking a long swig from a bottle in a brown paper bag."So it's true," Yuji slurred, his bloodshot eyes raking over his daughter with glee. "My little girl hit the jackpot. Billions of dollars. The wealthiest girl in all of Asia. How… iconic."Akame’s lips trembled. Her voice came out barely above a whisper. “Father… this is a surprise. I haven’t seen you in years.”"That's because you never tried to look for me!" he roared, spittle flying from his lips. "Your precious grandfather threw me onto the streets like a stray dog! And what did you do?” He jabbed a shaky finger at her. “You stayed in his warm lap! You abandoned your own father!”Barry’s jaw tightened as he
The private airfield
A black car pulled onto the private airfield where Barry's jet stood ready, its engines humming softly and patiently. Sebastian stood at the foot of the airstairs. He opened the car door for his master, but Barry didn't immediately climb out. He sat still for a moment, his gaze distant, before finally stepping onto the tarmac. He didn't head for the jet, instead he turned to look back in the direction of the city. His brow furrowed. He couldn't take his mind off Akame."Sebastian," Barry began, his voice tight. "I have an uneasy feeling about leaving Akame behind with that man."Sebastian closed the car door softly. "The young mistress made her choice, Master. She feels it is her duty to help her father. It is a noble, if misguided, sentiment.""That's just it," Barry countered, a frown etching deeper lines on his face. "It's not a sentiment, it's a trap. She's just a child, Sebastian. A brilliant, strong-willed child, but a child nonetheless. She isn't prepared to handle a manipul
Akame and Yuji
A soft knock sounded on the shoji screen of the ryokan's most luxurious suite."Enter," a gruff voice called from within.Akame slid the door open and stepped inside. Her father, Yuji, was seated on a cushion before a low table laden with the remnants of a lavish meal and several empty sake bottles. He was currently pouring himself another cup, his movements unsteady.Akame knelt on the tatami mat a few feet away, her back straight and her hands folded delicately in her lap. She bowed her head deeply."Father," she said, her voice soft. "Welcome home. I... I have missed you."Yuji grunted, not looking at her as he downed the cup of sake. "Missed me? Is that so?" he slurred. "You have a strange way of showing it, living in luxury while your father scrapes by in the gutters.""I did not know where you were," she pleaded gently. "But you are here now. I am so glad." She took a careful breath. "Father... I can see you are in pain. I want to help you. I can get you the best doctors, the