All Chapters of The Last Inheritance: Chapter 151
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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty One
Elias sat in his car, staring at the dimly lit building ahead.This was where Cameron had asked to meet—where the game would take a new turn.His hands gripped the steering wheel, the tension building in his chest. Everything about this felt like a trap. Cameron had always been slippery, always two steps ahead, and now Elias was about to walk right into his web. He couldn’t afford to show fear, not now, not when so much was at stake.The faint glow of the building’s exterior lights cast long shadows on the pavement, and Elias’s thoughts drifted to Mara—what she had said, the threats she had made. “You’re still the same foolish man who doesn’t understand the lengths I’ll go to for what I want.” Her words echoed in his mind, but now, Elias wasn’t that man anymore. He had to believe that.The door opened, and Lana’s car pulled up beside him. She stepped out, her face unreadable but determined.“Ready?” she asked as she approached.Elias took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. “Ready as I’ll
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Two
Elias stood frozen, the words from Cameron hanging in the air like a thick fog, weighing down his thoughts. The room felt smaller, more oppressive, as the reality of the situation began to set in. Cameron’s calm demeanor, his unshaken confidence, only fueled Elias’s unease. He had thought he was in control, that by confronting Mara and confronting the people who had manipulated him, he could regain some semblance of power. But now, in this sterile, dimly lit office, Elias realized that he was still caught in a web—a web that was more complex, more tangled than he had ever imagined.For a long moment, neither man spoke. Cameron leaned back in his chair, his fingers still tapping rhythmically on the desk, a deliberate move to unsettle Elias. It worked. Elias’s mind was racing, piecing together fragments of information, trying to understand what Cameron knew, what he was still hiding.“You’re not going to talk?” Cameron’s voice broke the silence, but it wasn’t a question—more of a casual
Chapter one hundred and fifty four
The tension from the last conversation lingered like an oppressive cloud.Elias could feel the weight of Cameron’s words pressing against his chest, suffocating him with the knowledge that his past was never truly behind him. Every move he made, every decision he thought he had control over, seemed to be controlled by the secrets he had buried. But those secrets had a way of rising to the surface, and now Elias was left to grapple with the consequences.The silence in his apartment was deafening. Elias sat at his desk, staring at the empty screen of his laptop. His mind kept drifting back to the conversation with Cameron, to the cryptic words about his past, and the implications of everything that had been said. What did Cameron know? What had he found out that Elias had thought was buried forever?His phone buzzed, breaking his train of thought. It was a text from Lana.*We need to talk. It’s about Mara. Meet me at the office.*Elias hesitated before replying, the knot in his stomach
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four
The sound of the file clicking open echoed in the otherwise silent room, each click like a drumbeat in Elias’s chest. His breath hitched as the contents of the encrypted document slowly unfurled on the screen. Every word, every piece of data, felt like a death sentence written in black and white.Lana stood over his shoulder, her hands on the desk, as if to ground herself to the same reality that Elias was now drowning in. The words on the screen were clear enough—too clear. Too personal.It was about him.Elias could feel the blood drain from his face. The file was filled with details—events, names, locations—all of it tied to his past, a past he thought he had carefully buried under layers of lies and new identities. But someone had found it, someone had uncovered the truth.“This can’t be right,” Elias muttered, his voice tight. “How… How does she have this?”Lana leaned closer, her eyes scanning the document. “I don’t know, but this is bad. This is beyond anything we thought was c
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Five
Elias stared at the photograph, his fingers trembling as he traced the face of the man standing outside the familiar building. His eyes scanned the details—everything about the photograph seemed ordinary, but the name beneath it burned into his mind. This wasn’t just a partner to his father’s business. This was the person pulling the strings behind everything that had been happening in his life for years.“I don’t understand,” Elias said, his voice hollow. “Why didn’t I know about him?”Lana’s eyes were dark with concern. “Your father kept his business dealings quiet. This man—Lorenzo Costa—was never part of the public face of the company. He worked behind the scenes. But now… now he’s in the open.”Elias ran his hand over his face, the weight of the revelation hitting him hard. "Lorenzo Costa." The name sounded vaguely familiar, like something from a nightmare. His father had always been secretive about his work, but Elias had never known the true scale of it. How deep did his father
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Six
Elias stood in front of Costa’s desk, his pulse hammering in his ears, his anger barely contained. He’d walked into this room expecting to be challenged, but the cold arrogance in Costa’s demeanor stirred something deeper inside him—something that made the urge to act almost unbearable.Costa leaned back in his chair, the smugness in his expression never wavering. “You really think you can just walk in here and challenge me, Elias? You think you’ve got the upper hand because you’ve had a few conversations with the people around me? You’re still playing my game, whether you realize it or not.”Elias’s jaw tightened. “I’m not playing any games. I’m here to end yours.”Costa raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “End my game?” He stood up slowly, walking toward the window, his back to Elias. The city stretched out beneath them, a vast network of control and power, everything within Costa’s grasp. “You don’t even know the rules, Elias. You never have. You think I’m the one pulling the str
Chapter one hundred and fifty seven
Elias stepped out into the cool night air, the weight of his confrontation with Costa still heavy on his shoulders. He had won the first round, but he knew better than to believe that meant it was over. Costa was a dangerous man, and Elias was certain he wasn’t done with him yet. The game had only just begun, and Elias was about to find out just how deep the rabbit hole went.He slid into his car, his fingers gripping the steering wheel as he started the engine. The hum of the engine was almost comforting, a reminder that he was still in control, still moving forward. He couldn’t afford to let the conversation with Costa linger in his mind. There was no time for doubt, no time for hesitation. He had a goal, a mission, and he couldn’t let anything—or anyone—distract him from it.The drive home was silent, the streets deserted at this hour, and Elias couldn’t help but think of Lana’s words. Mara was playing a much bigger game than he realized. He had thought he understood the stakes, bu
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Eight
The air in Elias's office felt thick with uncertainty as Detective Burns spoke, his words weighing heavily on Elias's mind. He had thought he knew Mara—understood the depths to which she could sink, the extent of her manipulations. But this was different. This was beyond anything he had imagined.“I’ve been following Mara for a while now,” Burns continued, his voice low and steady. “We’ve got a case on her. She’s not just running petty schemes. She’s been involved in something much larger. Something that could bring down people in high places.”Elias felt his pulse spike. “What do you mean by ‘high places’?” he asked, the unease creeping into his tone.Burns hesitated before answering, his eyes narrowing as if weighing the importance of what he was about to reveal. “I can’t go into all the details, not yet. But we’ve uncovered links to organized crime, money laundering, even a few key players in your industry who have been feeding her information.”Elias’s mind raced. *Organized crime
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Nine
The night air outside was cool, a stark contrast to the heat of Elias’s mind as he drove toward the meeting point Lana had texted him. His thoughts were racing, every possibility running through his head as he tried to process everything that had happened in the past few days. Mara’s cryptic warnings, the sudden appearance of Burns with information that only deepened the mystery, and now Lana telling him that there was more to Mara’s game than he’d originally thought.He parked his car in the dimly lit lot and stepped out, scanning the area. The place Lana had chosen was an old diner on the outskirts of town, one that hadn’t seen much business in years. It was the kind of place that blended into the background, perfect for a secret meeting.Elias pushed the door open and entered, the jingle of the bell above the door cutting through the quiet. The diner was empty except for a single figure sitting at the far corner booth. Lana was there, her posture tense as she looked up when he ente
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty
The message from Mara left Elias feeling cold, like the walls were closing in around him. He had expected retaliation, but not so soon. His eyes remained fixed on the screen, his mind struggling to keep pace with the growing urgency in his thoughts."I know what you’re planning, Elias. You can’t hide from me. I’ll be waiting."The words echoed in his head as his fingers tightened around his phone, a sense of dread settling in the pit of his stomach. How much did she know? Had she figured out their investigation? Was this some kind of warning, or was it a threat meant to shake him?He locked his phone, and for a moment, he just sat there in the quiet of his apartment, the sound of his own breathing too loud in the silence.His mind raced, processing the countless encounters with Mara, every word she had ever said, every move she had made. He had underestimated her for too long, assumed that he knew how she operated. But this—this was different. There was a new level of danger now, a ki