All Chapters of The Ultimate Power : Chapter 181
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Chapter 183
Harry’s voice still echoed through the grand hall of the Sullivan mansion, his curses and accusations filling the space as he tried to maintain the façade of grief. The wails of the family around him created a cacophony of sorrow, but in his mind, Harry’s thoughts were elsewhere. He was pacing, his fists clenching and unclenching, imagining the immense control he would soon wield once Grandma Sullivan was gone.Suddenly, the harsh beep of his phone cut through the noise. Harry froze mid-curse. The ringtone was sharp, unignorable, and he recognized it immediately—the line from one of his hired men. Harry’s eyes narrowed. “This cannot wait,” he muttered, pushing past the relatives who barely noticed as he excused himself. He made his way to the backyard, the air cooler here and the cries of the family slightly muted. He stepped behind a marble pillar, pulled out his phone, and answered with a curt, “What is it?”On the other end, the man Harry had dispatched to deal with Charlott
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Harry ended the call and returned to the Sullivan Family Mansion, stepping past the flurry of mourners and the smell of incense that had been burned for Grandma Sullivan. The grand hall was still thick with grief, the air almost suffocating from the wails and tears of the extended family. For over an hour, cries of sorrow had echoed off the marble walls, and members clustered in small groups, consoling one another while exchanging hushed whispers of disbelief and regret.The solemnity of the room was suddenly shattered when one of the women sitting near the large bay window jumped to her feet, a hand clutching her chest as she let out a scream of pain. “No! This can’t be happening!” she yelled, her voice shaking. Every head in the hall turned to her, their grief momentarily interrupted by her sudden panic.“What is it?” one of the younger family members asked, rushing to her side. “Why are you shouting like that?”Through sobs, the woman raised her trembling hand and waved the ph
Chapter 185
Logan could barely believe what he had just heard. At first, he thought it was one of those false alarms people raised around the neighborhood, but the urgency in the tone of the messenger’s voice had unsettled him. He rushed outside, his heart pounding against his ribs like a drum. The cool evening breeze brushed against his skin, but there was nothing soothing about it.His worst fears became reality when he reached the spot where the car was parked.The sight was gut-wrenching.The vehicle had been broken into, its windows smashed, the locks pried open with brute force. The once pristine body of the car was now riddled with dents and scratches that looked as though someone had deliberately vented their rage upon it. Logan’s stomach turned when he looked inside.Important documents—ones that belonged to him and Charlotte—were gone. He had placed them in a leather case in the backseat. They were irreplaceable, certificates, and papers that tied into both his personal and famil
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The leader’s eyes burned with hatred as he clenched his fists. His deep voice echoed through the room, filled with venom.“Was it a crime for my sister to love you, Logan?” he growled, his body trembling with anger. “She told me about you—told me of her feelings, and we gave her our blessing. We encouraged her to go on. But this?” His voice cracked into a roar. “This is the result? My sister is gone, and you will pay for it with your life!”He snapped his fingers sharply, and one of his men, a burly figure with scars etched across his arms, stepped forward. The leader’s eyes flicked toward him with a deadly signal.“End him now.”The man nodded, gripping the heavy iron weapon in his hand. His boots struck against the floor as he strode toward Logan. The dim light from the overhead bulb flickered, casting shadows that made his face look even more menacing. The others in the room watched eagerly, bloodlust in their eyes, certain that Logan’s end had come.The weapon raised high
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The house was unusually quiet that evening. A hush hung heavy in the air, so still that one could hear the faint ticking of the clock in the hallway. Charlotte had gone to attend an urgent matter at work, Barbara was away on her own engagement, and that left John all by himself.John sat in his room, absentmindedly flipping through an old magazine, though his eyes barely focused on the pages. The silence was unsettling. He thought about turning on the television for company, but he brushed the thought aside and tried to distract himself with idle reading. Just then, he heard strange voices outside his room.“Check the next room,” one muttered, his voice low but cold.Together, they stormed toward the hallway, their boots muffled against the rug. The door to John’s room creaked open.John looked up, startled, and before he could even react, the two men were inside, their presence chilling. His heart pounded violently as they closed in, blocking his path to escape.“What… what do
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The other thug's breaths were shallow, ragged, every rise of his chest a fight against the pull of death.“Get him out of here. Now!” Logan barked to the servant in the house.His tone allowed no room for hesitation.The servant moved quickly, lifting the thug with practiced care, and together they carried him out of the house.Meanwhile, as soon as the men left, John's trembling hand reached out and clasped Logan’s. His grip, though weak, was filled with gratitude. His lips quivered, but his words came out clear enough for Logan to hear.“Logan… I bless the day you met Charlotte and took her as your wife. I’ve not been this blessed in my entire life. First, you saved Charlotte and Barbara, and now… you’ve saved me.” His voice cracked, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. “If you hadn’t been here, I’d have been gone. Truly gone.”Logan squeezed his hand firmly. “Don’t talk like that, Dad. You’re alive. That’s what matters.”But John shook his head. “No, Logan. I need to s
Chapter 189
Now that Grandma Sullivan was gone, a chilling uncertainty began to seep into the hearts of the Sullivans.News of her death spread swiftly beyond Elleville, reaching her two sons from a former marriage who lived in a distant part of the country. The moment they heard, they packed their belongings and relocated without hesitation, settling into homes not far from the Sullivan mansion. They had not been strangers to their mother in her lifetime—though distance had separated them, she had kept communication alive, ensuring that bonds were never completely severed.But their arrival in Elleville was not purely from grief. Beneath their mourning cloaks lingered expectation. They knew their mother, perhaps more than others did, and they understood the seriousness with which she approached matters of inheritance. She had lived her life openly declaring that no child of hers—whether from her first marriage or the second—would ever be forgotten. Thus, the brothers anticipated the readin
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Logan sat in his study, the dim lamp’s glow casting sharp shadows against the walls. He had just sent out the urgent message that every member of the Sullivan family must gather. His words had been clear: I have secrets to reveal before it is too late. If the one behind these acts is not exposed, the Sullivans will face darker days than ever before.But when Carter and the other arrogant relatives received it, they had laughed. Carter, as usual, was the loudest voice of mockery.“Look at him,” Carter scoffed to his cousins. “A useless son-in-law, clinging onto Grandma’s memory. Now that she’s gone, he knows his days are numbered in this family. He’s scrambling, throwing out talk of ‘secrets’ and ‘exposure’ to seem important.”The others nodded in agreement. To them, Logan was no more than a shadow—someone tolerated only because of Grandma Sullivan’s protection. With her gone, he was an afterthought.And so, one by one, they dismissed his request. None of them turned up.Yet Logan
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The air inside the Sullivan mansion the following morning was heavy with tension. Every branch of the family had been summoned to hear the long-awaited reading of Grandma Sullivan’s will. The old woman’s wealth was no small matter—her fortune stretched across lands, estates, and investments that most families could only dream of.John adjusted his tie uncomfortably as he entered the grand hall with his wife and children.The glittering chandelier above threw cold light over the polished mahogany table where all the Sullivans and their relatives had gathered. Though the room was full, silence weighed on everyone. Each person carried the same mixture of anticipation and unease.John’s heart pounded. For decades, he had been by Grandma Sullivan’s side. Adopted as a boy, he had grown to believe she regarded him as her own blood. She had always introduced him to others as “my son,” and he had never questioned her sincerity. Today, he hoped for confirmation of that love, for recogni
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The vehicle glided along the long stretch of road that led to their home.Inside, the atmosphere was far from calm. Barbara sat rigidly at the back, her face flushed with indignation. She had been stewing in silence for a while, but her thoughts refused to stay bottled up. Finally, she erupted, her voice sharp and trembling with fury.“I cannot believe it,” she lamented, her words heavy with disbelief. “After everything we have done for that family… after every single sacrifice, every ounce of loyalty we’ve shown—Grandma Sullivan dares to turn her back on us! Can you imagine? Heartless doesn’t even begin to describe her.”Her eyes glistened with tears of anger, her fists tightening against her lap.John, seated beside her, reached out and placed a steadying hand on her arm. His tone, though weary, was calm. “Barbara, enough. It won’t do you any good to keep tearing yourself apart over this. She’s gone. Dead. No amount of shouting will change what she did or didn’t do.” He shook h