All Chapters of Bullshit Son Reborn as an Octomillionaire Tycoon: Chapter 151
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Chapter 115 PART 1
Harry was walking back toward his car when a strange sensation washed over him—the same prickling awareness he'd felt before the traffic accident with Sarah Chen, before the gunmen at the tech summit. Something was wrong.He stopped mid-step and turned back toward the direction Gage had driven. The street was mostly empty, the business district quiet at this hour. But his instincts were screaming at him."Gage," Harry whispered, breaking into a run.He sprinted down the street, his heart pounding, following the route he'd seen Gage's car take. As he rounded the corner, his worst fears were confirmed.A dark sedan was parked at an angle, blocking the narrow street. Gage's car was stopped behind it, the driver's door hanging open. And there, on the sidewalk, a figure in dark clothing and a ski mask was dragging Gage's unconscious body away from the vehicle.The masked figure had a gun pressed to Gage's temple."Stop!" Harry shouted, skidding to a halt about twenty feet away. "Let him go
CHAPTER 115 PART 2
Frank stared in absolute shock. That was impossible. He'd seen the bullet hit Harry's chest. He'd heard the impact. How was Harry still standing?Frank raised the gun again and fired. Then again. And again.Each bullet struck Harry—shoulder, stomach, chest again. Each time, Harry's clothing tore but his skin remained unbroken. The bullets seemed to dissolve on contact, leaving Harry completely unharmed."Stop shooting!" Harry shouted, as shocked as Frank. "I don't... I don't know what's happening!"Frank stumbled backward, his hands shaking so badly he nearly dropped the gun. This wasn't possible. People didn't just shrug off bullets. This was insane.In his panic, Frank's grip on Gage loosened. The unconscious lawyer slumped to the ground.Harry took advantage of the moment and rushed forward. "Get away from him!"Frank fired twice more, both shots hitting Harry in the torso. Both times, the bullets disintegrated harmlessly against Harry's skin, leaving only torn fabric."What are yo
CHAPTER 116 PART 1
Harry's shock at his own invulnerability lasted only a moment. His instincts kicked in, and he launched himself at the masked figure while Frank was still stumbling backward in terror."Give me that!" Harry grabbed the gun, wrestling it from Frank's trembling hands.Frank tried to hold on, but his grip was weak from shock and fear. The weapon came free, and Harry immediately pointed it at the ground, his finger off the trigger."I'm taking you to the police," Harry said firmly, keeping his eyes on the masked figure. "But first—Gage, are you okay?"Harry glanced back at the lawyer, who was struggling to sit up, blood trickling from his head wound."I'm... I think I'm alright," Gage said weakly, touching the gash on his forehead.That split second of distraction was all Frank needed. He turned and sprinted toward his car, his footsteps pounding against the pavement."Stop!" Harry shouted, but Frank was already in the driver's seat.The engine roared to life, and Frank peeled away from t
CHAPTER 116 PART 2
Thirty minutes later, Michael arrived with his daughter Adeline in tow. They rushed into Gage's living room where Harry and Gage were sitting."Tell me everything," Michael demanded, sitting down across from them.Gage recounted the attack—the car blocking his path, the masked assailant, the gun, the beating. "If Harry hadn't shown up when he did, I'd probably be dead right now."Michael turned to Harry, his expression filled with gratitude and concern. "You saved him? Harry, that was incredibly brave, but also incredibly dangerous.""I couldn't just let him die," Harry said simply."Did you see the attacker's face?" Adeline asked."No, he was wearing a ski mask," Gage replied. "But I think... I think it might have been someone who knows me. Someone with a motive.""Frank," Michael said immediately. "It has to be Frank Solomon. He's been getting desperate, and you've been pushing him for those financial records.""That's what I thought too," Gage admitted. "But I can't prove it.""Har
Chapter 117
Frank sat in his office chair, completely motionless except for his hands, which trembled uncontrollably on the armrests. His eyes stared blankly at the wall, but he wasn't seeing the expensive artwork or the leather furniture. He was seeing Harry's chest, watching bullets strike fabric and then... nothing."I shot him," Frank whispered to the empty room. "I fired five times. I saw every single bullet hit him."His mind kept replaying the moment in excruciating detail. The recoil of the gun in his hand. The crack of gunshots echoing off the buildings. The way Harry's shirt had torn with each impact. But no blood. No screaming. No falling to the ground in agony.Just Harry, standing there, completely unharmed."Was it a bulletproof vest?" Frank asked himself, reaching for the whiskey bottle on his desk. "But bulletproof vests don't work like that. They don't make bullets disappear."He poured himself a drink with shaking hands, spilling some on the expensive mahogany surface. "Did I mi
CHAPTER 118 PART 1
Mona sat on the hard bed in her holding cell, staring at the concrete wall opposite her. The phone call with Frank replayed in her mind, each word cutting deeper than the last. Her hands were still shaking, her palms cold and clammy despite the stuffy air."He doesn't care," Mona whispered to herself. "He never cared."She'd been so sure Frank would help her—that he'd convince Harry to drop the charges, that everything would somehow work out. But Frank had made it brutally clear: she was on her own.Mona wrapped her arms around herself, trying to stop the trembling. She hadn't been to class in days. She couldn't eat. She couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Harry's face as the police had led her away in handcuffs."If he doesn't forgive me, I'm going to prison," Mona said aloud, her voice cracking. "Real prison. Not just this holding cell. Years of my life, gone."The thought was suffocating. She'd heard stories from the other women here—the ones with actual crimina
CHAPTER 118 PART 2
"Of course, Mr. Chen," Harry replied, following Michael to a quieter corner of the office."I wanted to check in about the AI education platform," Michael began. "The investors are eager to move forward. I need you to accelerate the timeline. Can your team handle that?""Absolutely," Harry said without hesitation. "We'll prioritize the core features and push for a beta launch within three months instead of six.""Good," Michael nodded approvingly. "I trust you to get this done, Harry. You've proven yourself repeatedly. Don't let me down.""I won't, sir," Harry promised.Michael turned to leave, then paused. "By the way, how are you feeling after last night? That must have been traumatic, seeing Gage attacked like that.""I'm okay," Harry said. "Just glad I got there in time to help.""We're all glad you did," Michael replied. "Gage is at home with security now. He'll be safe."After Michael left, Harry's curiosity got the better of him. He approached Michael again before the CEO could
CHAPTER 119 PART 1
Harry sat at his desk, staring at his computer screen without really seeing it. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, but his mind was elsewhere—replaying Michael Chen's cryptic response about Gage."Complicated history," Harry muttered under his breath. "What does that even mean?"The way Michael had smiled, the protective tone in his voice, the deliberate vagueness—it all suggested something deeper than a simple business relationship. Were they old friends? Family? Partners in some venture Harry didn't know about?"Harry?"He looked up to find Anna standing beside his desk, holding a stack of project files. She smiled politely, seemingly unaware of his distraction."Sorry, Anna. What do you need?""Just wanted to update you on the API integration," Anna said, setting the files down. "We've made good progress on the backend architecture, but we're running into some issues with the data synchronization protocols.""Right, the synchronization," Harry said, forcing himself to focus. "W
CHAPTER 119 PART 2
"A mistake?" Alice interrupted, her voice rising. "Mona, you tried to send an innocent person to prison! You fabricated evidence, you lied to the police, you manipulated our entire family! That's not a mistake—that's a crime!""I know what I did was wrong," Mona said, tears starting to form. "But you don't understand how I felt—""I don't want to understand!" Alice shouted. "Because I would never—NEVER—do something like that to another person, no matter how confused or jealous or hurt I felt!""Alice, please—""You're heartless, Mona," Alice continued, her words cutting like knives. "Completely heartless. You destroyed Harry's reputation. You traumatized him. You made everyone believe he was a monster. And for what? Because he didn't return your feelings?"Mona's tears were flowing freely now. "I was confused! I didn't know what else to do!""So you decided to ruin his life?" Alice's voice dripped with disgust. "You know what, Mona? You deserve to go to prison. You deserve every singl
CHAPTER 120 PART 1
Mona stood motionless in her bedroom after Alice slammed the door, the echo still ringing in her ears. Her chest felt tight, like someone had wrapped steel bands around her ribs and was slowly squeezing the air from her lungs.She wanted to scream. She wanted to throw something, break something, anything to release the pressure building inside her. But instead, she simply sank onto her bed, burying her face in her hands.Everything was falling apart.Alice—her own sister, the person who was supposed to support her no matter what—now despised her. Her parents, despite their attempts to help, were clearly disappointed in her. The shame in her mother's eyes, the frustration in her father's voice, it all burned.And she had no peace. No moment where her mind wasn't replaying that night, that terrible decision that had seemed so justified at the time."It was just supposed to get his attention," Mona whispered to her empty room. "It wasn't supposed to go this far."But it had gone this far