All Chapters of Elijah Schwarzenger Rises To Power: Chapter 31
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Elijah leaned back, his gaze piercing Peter's. “How about you sell us the cemetery?”Shocked, Peter blinked. “Sell… the cemetery?” Bartholomew nodded. “Name your price. We won’t negotiate. Whatever you think this land and the graves is worth, we’ll pay it.” Peter’s breath caught in his throat and his mind raced with speed. Theis was an offer he couldn’t refuse. "Instead of being responsible for anything that happens to the graves, I rather ask for a huge sum of money and relocate to the Maldives."A slow, nervous smile crept onto his face knowing that no amount of money would sound too big for the Schwarzengers. “Then… I suppose I should write down the price?” A sharp intentional grin crossed Elijah's lips. “Exactly," he muttered happily.Bartholomew slid the checkbook closer to Peter “Any amount you wish, Mr. Peter August." He said, feeling charismatic.Peter hesitated only a second before reaching for the pen
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Chapter 32 The lead guard’s declaration hung in the air as Elijah’s cold and assessing gaze drifted from the bowed heads of the security men to Bartholomew. “Bartho,” Elijah’s voice was a low hum, cutting through the distant throb of helicopter rotors. “You’ve got the number?” “Of course, my Lord.” Bartholomew’s hand dipped into the inner pocket of his immaculately tailored jacket. He produced a single slip of crisp white paper with a handwritten number scrawled across it. With deliberate slowness, he extended it towards the lead guard. The guard’s fingers trembled slightly as he took it, staring at the digits as if they might burn his eyes. Bartholomew leaned his head forward, occasionally looking at the paper and the guards like a predator examining cornered prey. “Do you know what you’re going to do with that?” The confused three guards exchanged fearful glances and their answer came in a ragged, uncertain chorus: “No, sir.” “Fine,” Bartholomew snapped, his voice cracking thr
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Meanwhile, at the Schwarzenger estate, Aaron Kellyman stealthily moved behind the tall pine trees in the garden, feeling overly confident that he wasn’t being seen or followed.Unbeknownst to him, two guards from the SHADOW secret team, which Elijah had instructed the lead guard to assemble, were trailing him just a few meters behind, monitoring his every move.Completely unaware that the Schwarzenger guards’ uniforms were equipped with implanted listening devices, Aaron discreetly pulled out an unauthorized smartphone from his inner underwear and dialled a number.“It looks like he’s using a phone while on duty,” one of the SHADOW guards muttered, furrowing his brow as he tried to identify what Aaron was holding.The other guard nodded and concluded that what Aaron had was indeed a phone. “The scum imposter probably hasn’t realized that all the other guards, except him, use only 'SCHWARXX'—the only approved smartphone made by the authority.”As he spoke, Aaron instinctively turned ar
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The door of the aviation section tower at the Schwarzenger estate slid open as Elijah stepped out, followed by Bartholomew and the two guards. "Bartho, make sure to tell the pilots to park the helicopters properly," he said, gesturing toward the top of the tower. The noise from the helicopters made it difficult to hear his voice."Affirmative," Bartolomeo mumbled before returning to the tower.Elijah turned to one of the guards. "Go fetch the unit lead guard. I expect him to..." He didn’t finish his sentence, as he noticed the lead unit guard and the SHADOW guards watching Aaron approaching him."My lord," the SHADOW trio bowed upon reaching him. "We have something to tell you, sir," Elijah nodded and began to walk toward his mansion. "Of course, you should," he smiled. "Tell me."The lead guard, with a stern expression, bowed his head once more. "My lord," he began, his voice a low rumble. He then turned to the senior of the two SHADOW operatives who had been tailing Aaron. "Report
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Missouri, United States Of America."Durling, could you believe what that piece of shit just called me for?" A woman in her mid-forties pouted in a baby voice as she walked towards her man.On finally getting to the man who sat at an office desk, watching the bustling Missouri metropolis through his king-size floor-to-ceiling glass walls, she realized he wasn't paying attention to her."Pierce baby?" She called his name startlingly and took his wine glass from his hand, dropping it on top of the desk."What's this, Natasha!?" Pierce Schwarzenger said under his breath, trying to mask the anxiety and anger boring his mind. "I don't remember telling you I'm done with the wine."Instead of giving him back the wineglass, Natasha leaned closer, her face just a few inches away from his. "But you're not responding. I've been talking to you for some minutes and you didn't even act like you're in the room here with me. Or are you still angry about yesterday night in bed?""Tsk," Pierce jerked b
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Pierce's head snapped towards her, his face raw with bewildered expression. "What?" he breathed as he looked from Natasha's triumphant face to his daughter's stunned and wounded one.Eliza touched her chest in shock, her head replaying Natasha's confession. "Dad? So....""No, it's not anything like that." Pierce didn't waste time in stopping Eliza from completing her words. He gave Natasha a dread look before turning around to hold Eliza by the shoulders. "Don't believe her at all, my love. Not even the slightest. She's just...""Oh, she shouldn't believe me because I'm not what I said I am?" Natasha interrupted sarcastically, pain evident in her cracking voice. "But she should believe you've been trying to kill your only brother and his son in Futuriux?""Hmmm?" Eliza jerked her shoulders out of her father's grip and Pierce instantly became furious and stormed with rage back to Natasha with rage. "Hmmphh!" He groaned with suppressed anger, wagging his finger at his face."What're you
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Pierce Schwarzenger stormed out of his mansion, looking worried and frantically searching around. "Liza!" he called out, but there was no response. He then made his way to the back of the house.“Eliza!” he shouted at the top of his lungs again as he approached. A brief sense of relief washed over him, but it was quickly replaced by anger when he saw her sitting beside the swimming pool, focused on her laptop.In a fit of rage, he dragged a chair closer and sat down, his eyes fixed on her forehead. She didn’t even glance up to acknowledge his arrival.“What in the world gave you the audacity to write to the Schwarzengers, Eliza?” Pierce barked anxiously.Eliza sighed but didn't respond, continuing her work on the computer. This only fueled Pierce's anger further.“Are you trying to pretend that you didn’t hear me talking to you?” he yelled, leaning in closer as his voice echoed around them.Eliza sighed again and finally raised h
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Eliza’s lips curved into a slow, cold deliberate smile that did not reach her eyes. "Yes, Dad," she said smoothly. "But on one condition."Pierce, fed up and desperate for her forgiveness, moved back slightly, a flicker of apprehension in his eyes. "What condition? What is it that you need from me to put your father in your good graces again?""It's not about putting *you* in anything, Father," Eliza interrupted, her voice sharp. "It's about that woman."Pierce blinked, his irritation from earlier returning. "Which woman?" he asked, his tone dismissive.Eliza's composure cracked. "Natasha! Or whatever you call that whore, Dad!" she crashed out, her voice rising. "You already know she's the one I have a problem with. Why do you want me to say her name?"A wave of understanding washed over Pierce, followed by a weary sigh. He held up his hands in a placating gesture. "I'm sorry. I'm all ears. What about her?""Right," Eliza said, her voice returning to its chilling calm. "I want you to
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Back in the assembly hall, the headmaster cleared his throat, the sound amplified by the microphone. He peered over his glasses at the rows of young, innocent faces in his front, completely unaware of the spy female guard listening in."Good morning, teens and teachers," he began, his voice adopting a fake saccharine tone. "As you know, our Sugar Kiddies Montessori academy is a school community that runs on cooperation and timely contributions. Before you go to your classes, I have a very, regrettable brief announcement to make."He held up the paper dramatically, his eyes spanning all over the hall. "I will be reading a list of names. These are the pupils whose parents have, unfortunately, not yet fulfilled their school fees. You know...financial obligations to the academy. When you hear your name, please remain behind. Your teachers have been instructed to assist you in telling you to remind your parents."The students knew what that meant and a wave of anxious sigh escaped through
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Morning broke with a fanfare of sound that stirred the air and silenced the birds. The sharp calls of silver trumpets echoed across the vast grounds of the Schwarzenger estate, accompanied by a grand orchestra of violins and drums stationed under the marble columns of the eastern balcony. Music swelled like a coronation hymn, reaching every corner of the grand palace, waking even the most distant guard.In the central chamber, illuminated by sunlight streaming through crystal domes, Elijah stood without a shirt. He was surrounded by three estate maidens who moved around him gracefully, tending to him with precise and respectful gestures, almost like butterflies drawn to a vibrant flower.He was slowly enveloped in a tailored wine-colored suit, the fabric shimmering softly in the morning light. The gold embroidery on the lapels caught the eye, revealing intricate regal insignias that signified his lineage, known only to the Schwarzenger bloodline.When they were done, one of the maiden