All Chapters of I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours: Chapter 401
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A great achievement
The sound of running water filled the bathroom as Barry stood before the mirror, studying his reflection one last time.The beard that had grown thick and wild over the past six months was gone. He dragged the razor carefully along his jaw, smoothly, wiping away the final traces of hair until his face was clean-shaven once more. He splashed cold water on his face, watching the last of his beard swirl down the drain.He shut off the tap, grabbed a towel, and wiped his face slowly, pressing the cloth against his skin. When he looked up again, the man staring back at him was the old Barry.Moments later, he changed into a crisp white shirt and a pair of dark jeans. Despite their casual cut, the clothes still couldn’t hide the powerful build they now covered.He walked back into the spacious living area, where the city lights were beginning to glitter beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. Veronica was there, a glass of wine in hand, a soft smile on her lips. But she wasn’t alone. Besi
Donald Cage
Barry settled into the bleacher seat, watching his twin daughters, Daisy and Debby dominating in their high school tennis game. The afternoon sun hung warmly over the high school courts, glinting off the clean white lines and the taut net stretched between them.On the court, Daisy and Debby Sullivan moved like the perfect duo. They showed no mercy to the opposing team; bagging perfect scores for everyone to see on the scoreboard. The opposing team barely had time to breathe before the next serve came screaming in.Barry exhaled slowly, pride swelling in his chest.Beside him, Veronica leaned closer, her eyes shining as she watched their daughters dominate the court.“They’re incredible,” she said softly. “Do you remember when they could barely hold a racket?”Barry smiled. “They always had focus. It is impressive how far they've come. I'm super proud of them. I'll buy them a Manta-Ray custom Jet each for their birthday.” Veronica laughed quietly, then lowered her voice. “You know,
Backstory of Donald Cage
“Donald Cage was not born to wealth, Barry,” The Golden Cat’s began. “Just like you, he was born to nothing. A street rat with no future nor glory.”The Golden Cat continued calmly. “As a little boy, he slept in shelters, polished shoes for salary men, and worked in the mines to cough up a living.”Barry’s attention sharpened.The Black Cat’s eyes narrowed. “And then one day, fortune smiled upon him. It was during the stock market crash of 1987. Black Monday.” The Golden Cat added. “But while the world panicked, and empires collapsed, Donald Cage prospered.”Barry leaned forward. “You made him rich?”“Yes,” the Golden Cat replied. “Donald amassed a fortune during the crisis. He became the first man in human history to amass a personal wealth of $100 trillion."Barry's eyes widened in surprise. "Unbelievable. You mean he was the world's first trillionaire?""Indeed he was," the Black Cat of misfortune responded, her voice raspy. “And that was the beginning of his downfall.”Barry rear
The final boss
Barry’s hands tightened into fists at his sides, his brow knitting into a thick frown. “I won’t let that happen,” he said. “Not while I’m alive. I worked for everything I have. I proved I was worthy of the blessings I was given. I endured trials, enemies, and bloodshed. Why should a man who failed be allowed to steal what I earned?” The Golden Cat regarded him quietly. “Because he is your final boss, Barry Sullivan. If you do not fight back, you will lose everything. Your wealth. Your name. Your family. Even your legacy.” Barry drew in a slow breath. The thought of some nobody stealing everything he owned was audacious to him. He'd rather die than let that happen. “Then I’ll fight,” he said, straightening his spine. “I’ll give it everything I have. If it comes to it, I’ll fight to my last breath. I didn’t climb to the top just to be dragged down by that man.” For the first time since this conversation started, the Golden Cat smiled. “Very well,” it said, lifting a paw. A shimme
The danger lurking at every corner
The game ended with Daisy and Debby accepting their trophy with big smiles on their faces. Barry hugged them both, praised their performance, and guided his family toward the parking lot, positioning himself slightly behind them. His eyes scanned reflections in car windows, rooftops, and distant figures lingering around the parking lot.Veronica noticed his tension but said nothing. She simply held his hand and followed his lead. The drive home was smooth but Barry was more careful than before. He took two unnecessary turns. Switched lanes more than usual. Checked the rearview mirror constantly to confirm no one tailed them.To his relief, no black SUVs followed them. When they pulled into the private garage beneath Sullivan Tower, Barry finally allowed himself to relax. They were home. Safe and sound. Sebastian stood waiting at the entrance, his expression calm as usual, but there was a bit of tension in his eyes that he tried to hide.He stepped forward and took Barry’s coat
Meditation
Later that night, Barry stood alone on the penthouse balcony, the city sprawling beneath him like a circuit board of light. Inside, the house was quiet. The twins were asleep. Security systems hummed softly beneath layers of magical reinforcement Sebastian had woven into the structure over the years.And yet, Barry couldn't relax. Instead, he stood up all night to keep watch over his family.Just then, the glass door slid open behind him.Veronica stepped out, wrapped in her silk robe, her bare feet silent on the floor. She didn't speak at first. She simply stood beside him, following his gaze into the sprawling city lights."Darling," she said softly. "Come to bed."Barry didn't move. "I'm sorry," he said. "I can't tonight. I have to stay up."She was quiet for a long moment. Then she sat down on the bench beside the railing, pulling her robe tighter around herself."I've been watching you all day," she said. Her voice was calm, but there was steel beneath it. "The way you drove. T
Barry's second wish
Sebastian stood guard over Barry as the night deepened, his eyes scanning the darkness beyond the balcony. Behind him, Barry sat cross-legged on the cold floor, eyes closed, breathing slow and rhythmic. His chest rose and fell like distant tides.Hours passed.The moon climbed across the sky, then began its descent. Sebastian did not move. He did not blink. The sky shifted from deep midnight blue to charcoal gray. The horizon began to pale.At precisely 6:02 a.m., Sebastian’s eyes narrowed.A mass of black lightning crawled across the sky, swallowing the light. It pulsed like a diseased heart, spreading veins of darkness through the clouds.“It is time,” he said quietly.Barry did not open his eyes. His breathing remained steady.Below, the streets of Liberty City were beginning to stir. Early morning commuters blinked sleep from their eyes, coffee cups in hand. Then they stopped as they stared upward at the unnatural sky. Some pointed. Some pulled out their phones.Then they saw t
Donald Cage
Below Sullivan Tower, the red army formed a tightening circle around the invisible barrier like a living tide. Three hundred robed figures pushed, slashed, and beat against the magical dome, but it held firm. By now, early morning commuters had long since fled the city, leaving abandoned cars with doors hanging open. The sect leaders began chanting, feeding dark energy into the barrier. But it did not break.Then the army parted and a man stepped forward from the crowd. He moved with the easy confidence of a predator who had never known defeat. Unlike the others, this man was different. He was dressed in a tailored black coat with golden lining. He wore black gloves and polished boots.Donald Cage.He looked to be in his late forties. His jaw was strong, his cheekbones sharp, his dark hair showing only the barest traces of gray at the temples. Power radiated from him with every step he took. He stopped before the barrier, studying it for a long moment. His second in command appr
Defeated
Barry's voice cut through the air. "What if I said I'm not going to let you do that?"Donald Cage's eyebrows rose slightly, genuinely amused. "That's fine." He clasped his hands in front of him, fingers interlacing casually. "I like a little resistance. Makes the victory sweeter." He tilted his head, studying Barry like a merchant appraising goods. "But I also like to make the offer first. Surrender yourself to me now, and I'll spare your life."He paused, letting the offer hang."But resist." His voice dropped, becoming colder. "And you will die along with all your family."Barry's jaw tightened. "All my life," he said slowly, "I've never submitted myself to any man. Today is still not going to be that day."Donald Cage's expression didn't change."Then you're a foolish man," he said coldly. "You think you can defeat me because you have a high demon by your side?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "I hate to break it to you, boy, but that high demon is of less threat to me than a gna
Double Blessings
Barry's hand went to his throat, still feeling the pressure of Donald Cage's grip. He watched the pile of sand for another moment, making sure it didn't move.Then he turned to face the red army.Three hundred hooded figures stood frozen in the street, filled with shock and raw fear. Barry turned slightly toward Sebastian, keeping one eye on the red army.“We have to do something about these guys,” he said under his breath, gesturing toward the silent crowd. Sebastian followed his gaze. “Let me handle this,” he said calmly. Barry studied him for a moment, then nodded and stepped back.Sebastian walked forward alone, tucking the hourglass safely under one arm in order to intimidate them.The red army shifted uneasily as he approached them. They looked confused and frightened by his presence.These were men and women who had followed Donald Cage for decades. They had never seen their master defeated until now. Sebastian stopped several yards away from them.For a long moment, he loo