All Chapters of Strike Back Of The Secret Billionaire : Chapter 131
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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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The 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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The 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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The morning sun filtered through the tall windows of Chen Industries’ sleek office. Sarah Chen paced back and forth, her heels clicking sharply on the polished floor. Her face was flushed with anger, and her hands clenched tightly at her sides. “How could that woman outbid us?” Sarah’s voice was sharp, almost a hiss. “How? We’re supposed to be the most powerful family in this city! How could some... random lady just swoop in and buy Brent’s mansion?” Charles Chen sat at his desk, his expression calm but concerned. He rubbed his temple, trying to keep the peace. “Sarah, you need to calm down. Getting angry won’t help.” Sarah stopped pacing and stared at him. “Calm down? How can I calm down when we just lost that property? The one Brent treasured more than anything.” Charles leaned back in his
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The morning news was in full swing, the city’s top channels competing for viewers with dramatic headlines and breaking stories. But today, the biggest story wasn’t about politics or scandals—it was about Brent Walker, once the king of the city’s skyline, now reduced to a man living in a modest, old-fashioned house. The camera zoomed in slowly on the small, weathered home nestled on a quiet street, its paint peeling and garden patchy. The contrast was striking. Gone were the glass towers and marble halls. This was a humble house, plain and worn. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer said with a teasing smirk, “here it is—Brent Walker’s new home. The billionaire who lost it all, now living simple and small.” Behind the scenes, producers chuckled as they added captions flashing across the screen: “From penthouses to porches” and “The fall of a titan.” At the luxurious Chen family estate, Sarah’s mother recl
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Sophia stood by the window in the modest conference room of the old house, her hands folded calmly as she stared out at the city skyline. The lights flickered in the distance, like tiny stars scattered on the dark canvas of night. Outside, the city buzzed with whispers—rumors that grew louder every hour. The news had broken hours ago: Sophia, the woman who had quietly stepped into Brent’s shoes, was now the new CEO of Walker International. Officially, she had “bought” Brent’s assets—the buildings, the shares, the companies that had once belonged to him. It was a stunning move that no one had seen coming. Even the sharpest tongues in the city were left speechless. The media frenzy was just beginning. Across town, in the gleaming towers of Chen Industries, Sarah Chen paced the floor of her lavish office. Her heels clicked sharply against the marble as she muttered curses under her breath. The rep
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The city didn’t just talk about Sophia—they stared. Everywhere you looked, there she was: stepping out of sleek black cars with tinted windows, walking through the gardens of mansions that looked like they belonged to queens, dressed in sharp suits that spoke of quiet power. The public was stunned. Who was this woman who had seemingly appeared from nowhere to take control of everything Brent had once owned? Every headline, every gossip column, every business blog carried her name: Sophia Empire. The company and foundation were no longer whispered about in secret corridors—they were the talk of the town, running smoother and stronger than anyone expected.*** Inside the modest old house where Brent and his team gathered, the atmosphere was tense but electric. The glow from multiple screens lit up the room as reports of Sophia’s latest moves flickered across each one. Brent leaned back in his chai
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The city was buzzing with anticipation. News of the upcoming birthday gala for one of the country’s most influential elites had spread like wildfire. The man’s name was Carlos Negrete, a titan in the automobile industry, whispered to be among the richest in the world. Rumors swirled about his wealth, his power, and the empire he commanded—yet no one knew the truth beneath the surface: Brent Walker quietly topped that list, his name hidden in shadows, his influence unseen. The Chen family was ecstatic upon receiving their invitation. It was a VIP pass, a golden ticket to mingle with the powerful and the elite. Sarah’s eyes sparkled with hunger for attention. “This is my chance,” she declared. “I’m going to get close to Mr. Negrete. The spotlight’s mine.” Robert Chen nodded approvingly, his own smile tight but pleased. “Make sure you shine, Sarah. This could open doors we’ve only dreamed of.”
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The grand hall of the gala was alive with glittering chandeliers, the soft murmur of hushed conversations, and the occasional clink of crystal glasses. The city’s elite gathered under one opulent roof, each vying for attention, prestige, and the chance to be noticed by the likes of Carlos Negrete, the man of the hour. Yet, tonight, something unexpected happened—a shift in the spotlight that rattled the carefully balanced world of the Chen family.The paparazzi, who had been clustered around the lavish Chen VIP table for most of the evening, suddenly turned their cameras and flashes toward the entrance. A wave of clicks and shutters followed Sophia as she glided into the room, her shimmering gown reflecting the light in a cascade of diamonds. The crowd’s eyes followed her, whispers rippling through the air like a rising tide.“That’s a custom gown worth millions,” murmured a nearby socialite, eyes wide with admiration.Last Updated : 2025-06-20Read more
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The grand hall was still humming with energy as the final moments of the gala drew near. The glittering chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the sea of elegantly dressed elites, their conversations flowing like fine wine. Cameras flashed incessantly, capturing every smile, every whispered word, every subtle glance. Amidst the swirl of excitement, Sophia Chamberlain stood poised, the spotlight now fully hers.With a quiet grace, she stepped forward and took the microphone from the event host. The room hushed instantly, all eyes turning toward her. The buzz of anticipation was palpable.Sophia’s voice was calm but carried a heartfelt sincerity that resonated through the hall. “I am truly honored to receive this award,” she began, her gaze sweeping the crowd. “The prize is generous beyond words, and I am grateful. But tonight, I want to do something different.”She paused briefly, letting the silence deepen. “I’ve decided to
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