All Chapters of Slept With An "Ex-convict Nobody" - A Hidden Trillionaire!: Chapter 101
- Chapter 110
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Chapter 101: Slipping through the crowd
Emma rose slowly, her breath catching somewhere between disbelief and resolve. The room felt different now — charged, expectant, as though every eye in the ballroom had fixed itself on her.She could feel their whispers ripple through the air like static: Who is she? Why did A.M.E.N. call her by name?Each step toward the stage echoed faintly on the marble floor, her emerald gown gliding like water in motion. Cameras followed her ascent, capturing the young woman who had somehow become the centerpiece of an evening that was never meant to be hers.From behind his mask, A.M.E.N. watched. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, hidden beneath the metallic sheen. There she is, he thought. The woman who once feared standing in any spotlight now walking into one brighter than ever imagined.Emma paused at the podium, her fingers brushing against the microphone. The applause slowly faded into an expectant hush. For a moment, the weight of the occasion pressed down on her chest. Across th
Chapter 102: Pride of the patriarch
At the grand Robbins estate, the evening was alive with the glow of celebration. Every seat was taken, every eye fixed on the enormous flat-screen television mounted on the far wall.On the screen, Emma stood tall at the podium, her voice steady, confident, and brilliant — the embodiment of grace and intellect. Her keynote speech, streamed live from the International Business Summit, echoed through the estate’s luxurious hall like a symphony.“…and when innovation meets purpose,” Emma’s voice carried, “we don’t just build technology — we build futures.”The crowd in the broadcast erupted in applause. Back in the Robbins mansion, her grandfather’s chest expanded with pride. His trembling hands gripped the armrests of his antique chair as though anchoring himself in the moment.“That’s my granddaughter,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “A Robbins through and through!”Everyone turned to him, smiling.“She’s grown so much, Father,” Lizzy said softly, her heart swelling with pride.
Chapter 103: Three eligible bachelors
The following morning, word had already spread through the Robbins' household before Emma’s car even arrived. The jewel of the Robbins family was coming home—the woman whose face had graced every business headline overnight.As Emma’s car turned into the drive, the gates swung open with ceremonious precision. The staff, gardeners, maids, butlers, and drivers lined both sides of the entrance path.Some held baskets of flowers; others, ribbons of gold and white. And as the car came to a halt before the front steps, confetti burst into the air like a miniature carnival.The door opened.Emma stepped out, startled but smiling, and blinking against the shower of petals fluttering around her.“Welcome home, Miss Emma!” the staff chorused joyfully.For a moment, she just stood there, blinking in disbelief. “What is all this?” she asked, half-laughing.Then she saw him Grandfather Robbins, standing proudly at the top of the marble staircase, cane in one hand, his old but commanding posture un
Chapter 104: Dinner with the powers I
Emma’s gaze softened. Her reflection in the mirror seemed to waver, caught between the poised businesswoman the world saw and the quiet girl who once dreamed under the garden lights of the Robbins estate. “I don’t know if love is even the right word,” she said finally, voice almost a whisper. “But when I’m with Ethan, I don’t feel like I have to prove anything. I don’t have to be Emma Robbins, global phenomenon. I can just… be.”Jennifer frowned, crossing her arms. “That’s sweet, Em, but you’re meant to marry into a family where power defines everything. You don’t get to just ‘be.’ The Powers, the Wirtkov's, these are families who think in mergers and dynasties. You marry Ethan, and you’re choosing simplicity when you could be shaping history.”Emma turned from the mirror, her tone gentle but firm. “History doesn’t need to be shaped by who I marry. I can shape it myself.”Jennifer opened her mouth to respond, but stopped. There was something in Emma’s voice — an unshakable quiet stre
Chapter 105: Dinner with the powers II
“Dinner is ready,” Oliver eventually said. “My family has been looking forward to meeting you since the Summit last night, Miss Robbins.”Emma inclined her head slightly, masking her hesitation behind polite grace. “Then I’m honored, truly.”He led her through an arched glass corridor that opened into the grand dining hall and Emma felt her breath catch. The room was magnificent, carved from power and legacy itself. A chandelier of black crystal hung like a crown above the table. At the long obsidian table sat the main members of the Powers dynasty.Don Ferdinand Powers, the grand patriarch was at the head, his silver hair swept neatly back, his posture unyielding. His presence commanded the room effortlessly, the kind of authority that came from decades of being obeyed.Beside him sat Lady Maribelle, his wife. Her eyes were cool and sharp — the kind that saw everything yet betrayed nothing.To the right, Olivia was already seated, her chin resting lightly on one hand, studying Emma
Chapter 106: The whisper to Aunt Rose
Leif’s footsteps echoed sharply through the marble hallways of the Robbins estate. His pulse was pounding, hot and unsteady, each beat stoking the fire in his chest. He barely noticed the portraits of ancestors that lined the walls — proud men and women staring down from their gilded frames, as if judging him for the rage coursing through his veins.His fists tightened as he turned the corner and pushed open the double doors to Aunt Rose’s private quarters.The air in her room was heavy with perfume and quiet menace. Aunt Rose was seated on her bed, brushing her auburn hair with slow, deliberate strokes. She didn’t look surprised to see him — in fact, she didn’t even glance up.“Leif,” she said calmly, her tone measured and languid. “You’re pacing like a ghost with unfinished business. What’s set your nerves on fire this time?”Leif slammed the door behind him. “He’s giving it all away.”That got her attention. She lowered the brush and turned in her chair, one perfectly arched brow
Chapter 107: The power of a promise
The next evening, the Robbins estate transformed into a glowing sea of lights as laughter and classical music flowed through the air. The dinner was private, and intimate — just family, yet heavy with unspoken tension.At the head of the long table sat Grandfather Robbins. Beside him sat Emma, and Ethan, ever composed yet visibly nervous under so many watchful eyes.Leif sat opposite them, his expression hardened as his mother’s earlier words hummed through his mind like a secret melody.Grandfather raised his glass. “Tonight,” he began, his deep voice carrying across the room, “I celebrate not just an engagement, but a legacy continued. Emma, my dear, I’ve watched you grow from a curious little girl who used to ask me why the sun rises, into the kind of woman I once hoped this family would produce.”Emma’s eyes shimmered. “Grandfather…”He smiled gently. “You’ve shown strength not through domination, but through understanding. Compassion has always been the rarest form of power. And
Chapter 108: The attempted robbery
Ethan had just finished speaking with Mr. Matthew on the phone about the upcoming merger between Robbins Holdings and the philanthropic branch of King Enterprises. As the call came to an end, Ethan let out a slow breath of relief. Taking on the personality of two different people wasn't an easy task. But making it there, that was really demanding.The night air was cool against his skin, scented faintly with lavender and trimmed hedges. He was about to head back inside when he heard approaching footsteps behind him.Turning, he found Leif walking toward him. His expression was tight, his stride too steady to be casual.“Looking for something?” Ethan asked, his tone polite, cautious even.He had always known Leif to be the type who wouldn't just walk up to him at such late hour except there was something he wanted to talk about.Leif stopped a few feet away, his jaw clenched. “Yeah,” he said bitterly. “For the courage to understand how a man like you got this far.”Ethan frowned light
Chapter 109: The shadow within
The flashing blue and red lights painted the Robbins mansion in pulses of unease. Officers moved briskly through the marble halls, their radios crackling as they documented every detail of the attempted break-in. The once serene estate was now teeming with uniformed men and murmured questions.Ethan stood beside the shattered window, watching as two police officers led the restrained intruder into the light. The thief’s hands were cuffed behind his back, his mask still covering most of his face. Leif leaned against a nearby pillar while Grandfather Robbins stood in the center of the chaos — composed, yet visibly furious.“Remove his mask,” the Chief Inspector said.One of the officers tugged the fabric free.A stunned silence swept through the hall.“Martin?” Mr. Hayes, the butler, gasped in disbelief. “That’s Martin Keller!”Emma, who had just arrived with her mother and Aunt Rose, froze. “What?”Shock immediately gripped Grandfather Robbins. And that's because Martin had worked in
Chapter 110: Danny's return
Ethan’s pulse thudded quietly beneath his skin as he stared out at the silver moon, the faint reflection of its light glimmering on the glass. The night was unnaturally still, as if the entire world had paused to watch him. His breath fogged against the window for a moment before fading, leaving behind only his reflection — a ghost of the man he once was, and the shadow of the man he feared he might still become.The mark on his shoulder burned faintly, an old echo reawakened by the light above. He had lived years without feeling its pull, but that night, as the moon crowned itself with the faint halo of mist, it had come alive again — searing through his flesh like a reminder of a vow he once made in blood.He closed his eyes, but the memories refused to let him rest. They came in fragments — a ruined village bathed in crimson smoke, the screams of children echoing through the hills, the scent of charred wood and betrayal. He saw his own hands, younger, trembling and stained with di