All Chapters of The Last Inheritance: Chapter 161
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Chapter one hundred and sixty one
Elias’s mind was a storm of thoughts as he made his way to the usual spot—an old café on the edge of the city. It wasn’t much, but it was the one place he trusted. Lana had been there for him countless times, and if they were going to stop Mara, it had to be here, where no one else would be listening. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on him. Every step he took felt like a step closer to the edge.As Elias walked into the café, his eyes immediately scanned the room. Lana was already there, sitting at a corner table, her laptop open in front of her. She looked up as he approached, her expression tense.“Elias,” she said, standing up quickly, her eyes flickering with urgency. “Sit down. We don’t have much time.”He sat across from her, his gaze fixed on her laptop. She had been working nonstop, and it showed. Her face was drawn, dark circles under her eyes, but there was no mistaking the determination in her posture.“What’s going on?” Elias asked, his voice low.Lana clicked
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Two
The plan had been set in motion, and now it was time to execute. Elias paced the length of his office, his mind still running through the final details, but his body felt like it was moving on autopilot. Every step, every decision had been calculated, and now there was no room for error.Lana’s message had been clear: *Don’t wait. Do it now.*He’d been in this position before—facing down an opponent with everything on the line—but this time, it felt different. This time, it wasn’t just business. This was personal.The phone buzzed on his desk, interrupting his thoughts. It was a text from Lana.*It’s time. We’re going public.*Elias stared at the screen, his breath held for a moment. He couldn’t afford to hesitate. Not now. Not after everything he’d gone through.He grabbed his coat, stepped out of his office, and made his way to the elevator. His heart was pounding in his chest, but his face remained calm, his mind focused. He knew what was at stake.---Lana was already in the car w
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Three
The news cycle moved faster than Elias could breathe. By the time he reached the office the morning after the press conference, his phone had a dozen missed calls and three urgent texts from board members. For a moment he imagined victory would look like relief. Instead it felt like the quiet before something far worse.Lana met him in the lobby with coffee in hand, her stride unhurried but her eyes sharp. “They’re already pushing back,” she said, handing him a cup. “Someone leaked a counter story overnight.”“Who?” Elias asked.“Someone tied to Roth, and not just Roth. There’s a clip circulating. It looks like footage from years ago—shows you at a meeting with people whose names match entries in those old files. It’s been doctored. The framing, the cuts, the audio. It’s designed to make you look like the one who engineered some of those deals.”Elias felt his stomach drop. He watched the small screen in Lana’s hand as she scrolled. The clip was everywhere. The algorithm had already d
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Four
Elias did not sleep that night. He had not meant to admit it aloud, but the truth had a way of making itself known: for the first time in months he felt dangerously close to something like momentum. The evidence Elise had handed over was the hinge; the clip forensically dismantled and Burns’ warrants in motion were the hammer. What remained was the long, messy work of turning motion into consequence.At dawn the office hummed like an animal waking. Lana arrived with two interns and a duffel of hard drives. Burns came with a lawyer in tow and a quiet, efficient exhaustion that told Elias the department had been running on fumes for weeks. Daniel and a small, sober group from operations arrived to stand witness, to show the board in the clearest terms that Elias was not acting alone.They set up a war room: screens along the walls, lists of names, timelines of transfers, and a single long table where everyone stood or sat in rotation, reading, arguing, cross-checking. The energy in the
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Five
Elias arrived at the docks just as the first light of day began to seep through the horizon. The mist from the water hung thick in the air, the faint echo of distant boat engines reverberating across the stillness of the bay.The atmosphere was quiet—too quiet, in fact. He could feel the tension crawling up his spine as he stepped onto the cracked concrete, his footsteps echoing in the emptiness. The docks had always been a place of transient business, of deals made under the guise of shadows and smoke, but today felt different.His phone buzzed in his pocket, a reminder that the world had not stopped just because he was here. It was Lana.*“We’re in position,”* the message read. *“Just remember, we’ve got your back.”*He shoved the phone back into his jacket pocket, his fingers brushing the cold metal of his gun beneath his coat. No one had expected this. No one had anticipated Mara’s reach, or the way she would twist the knife into everything Elias had worked so hard to build. But h
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Six
The drive back to his apartment was a blur. Elias’s mind was racing, his pulse still pounding from the encounter at the docks. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right. Yes, he had taken control. Yes, he had won this round. But Mara wasn’t the type to bow out quietly. She was dangerous—methodical, calculating. He wasn’t convinced that what he had done was enough to stop her.When he arrived home, he barely noticed the time. The world outside his apartment felt like it had fallen into another dimension, one where everything was moving slower. He stepped inside, locked the door behind him, and sank into the armchair, rubbing his face with his hands.His phone buzzed again, pulling him from the chaos of his thoughts. The message was from Lana.*“Are you okay?”*He stared at the screen for a moment, his fingers hovering over the keypad. He wanted to reassure her—wanted to tell her that it was over, that he had handled things. But there was something in the back of his min
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Seven
Elias barely slept that night. Every time he closed his eyes, images of Mara’s icy gaze and the cryptic words she’d left him with haunted him. He was restless, turning over the possibilities in his mind, trying to piece together what she was planning. But no matter how hard he tried, the pieces didn’t fit. His phone buzzed again just before dawn, pulling him from the depths of a half-sleep.It was Lana.*“Meet us in 30 minutes. We have something. It's big.”*He shot up from the bed, his heart racing. No time to waste. No time for any more distractions. He grabbed his jacket, his phone, and bolted for the door, barely pausing long enough to grab his keys.The streets were quiet as he made his way to the office. The early morning chill stung his face, but the cold wasn’t what made his chest tighten. The uncertainty of what he was walking into was enough to make him break into a cold sweat.When he arrived at the office, Lana was already there, standing in front of the door. Her expressi
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Eight
Elias stood at the window, staring out at the city skyline as the weight of the conversation pressed on him.The room was filled with the quiet buzz of activity—people moving in and out of the conference room, their murmurs barely reaching his ears. His mind, however, was elsewhere. It wasn’t the project or the future of the company that consumed him now. It was the shadow of his past creeping back into his life with Mara and Daniel pulling the strings.The thought of Daniel made Elias’s skin crawl. It had been years since he’d seen him, but the memories of how Daniel had manipulated his way into his life—of how he had pretended to be a mentor while quietly orchestrating his downfall—were still fresh. There had been a time when Elias had trusted him completely, when Daniel had been the father figure he never had. But now, the thought of that trust made Elias sick to his stomach. He had been nothing but a pawn in a game that Daniel was always destined to win.But this time, Elias wasn’
Chapter One hundred and Sixty Nine
Elias’s footsteps were steady, but his mind raced as he walked out of Daniel’s office. The confrontation had been long overdue, and while he had been expecting resistance, he hadn't anticipated the calm arrogance with which Daniel had greeted him. But Elias knew one thing now—he had the upper hand. And he wasn’t going to let Daniel manipulate him anymore.The elevator ride down felt almost too short. The tension in his shoulders, the weight of everything he had just said, still lingered. But there was something different in the air now—a shift. It wasn’t a feeling of triumph, not exactly, but it was a quiet acknowledgment that he had finally stood up for himself. He had looked his past in the eye and said, *No more.*As the elevator doors slid open, Elias walked out into the lobby, his steps purposeful, his jaw set. The world outside still felt the same, yet inside, everything had changed. Mara, Daniel—they were no longer the looming threats they once were. He had broken free from the
Chapter One Hundred and Seventy
Elias stood in front of the door to the warehouse, his hand still resting on the cold, steel handle. He could feel the weight of the night pressing down on him. Mara’s threats had rattled him, but they had also solidified something deep inside—he was done running from his past, done allowing anyone to dictate his future. Not her, not Daniel, not anyone.His phone buzzed in his pocket, dragging him out of his thoughts. He pulled it out and saw Lana’s name on the screen. His thumb hovered over the call button for a moment before he answered.“Elias,” Lana’s voice crackled through the phone, her tone urgent. “We need to talk. It’s about Mara.”“I know,” Elias replied, his voice tight. “I’m on my way to meet her. I can’t keep running from this. Not anymore.”There was a brief pause on the other end. Lana didn’t speak right away, but he could hear the hesitation in her silence. “You’re sure about this?”“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” Elias said, his resolve hardening.