All Chapters of Orphaned Son-in-law is Billionaire Heir: Chapter 101
- Chapter 110
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Ch. 101- Game of shadows
The storm that had consumed their lives for months finally began to ebb. The Dundarra Syndicate was no longer a whispering shadow in every corridor of power—it was a headline. News channels looped footage of Dundarra being led away in cuffs, his defiance replaced by a hollow glare. Investigators raided his penthouses, his legal offices, his offshore accounts, all of them crumbling under the weight of evidence Connor had quietly fed to the authorities.For once, Connor Waratah wasn’t chasing ghosts. He was watching them burn.Warner stood beside him on the rooftop of the Central Bureau, the sun carving gold lines across the skyline. “You did it,” he said, his voice steady but cautious. “The empire’s falling.”Connor didn’t respond immediately. Below them, journalists swarmed the plaza, drones hovering overhead to capture every word from the prosecutors. “Empires don’t fall,” he said finally. “They just rot from the inside. Someone always survives the decay.”Warner turned, reading the
Ch. 102- Puppeteer
The city looked clean again, just on the surface. News anchors spoke of “a restored order” and “the collapse of Dundarra’s empire,” their polished tones masking what Connor already knew: when one name falls, another quietly rises.Kirra stood beside him in the Bureau’s lower surveillance lab, her reflection ghosting across the glass screens as endless lines of encrypted code streamed by. The faint hum of processors filled the air. Connor leaned closer to the monitor. “These coordinates don’t match any Bureau servers,” he said.Kirra nodded, fingers flying over the keyboard. “Because they aren’t Bureau. Whoever sent those photos used a satellite bounce sequence—private, not state. It’s ex-military tech. The same kind Dundarra used for his offshore network.”Connor’s gaze sharpened. “Then whoever’s behind this had access to Dundarra’s systems before we took him down.”Before Kirra could reply, Warner’s voice came through the intercom. “Heads up. Internal Affairs is sending an investigat
Ch. 103- Mercer
The screen glowed in the dim light of Connor’s apartment, lines of code pulsing across the monitors like the heartbeat of something vast and hidden. Kirra sat beside him, hair pulled back, her eyes locked on the scrolling encryption patterns. Warner leaned over from behind, a mug of coffee untouched in his hand, the glow of the data streams reflecting off his glasses.They had been at it for six hours straight.“This encryption’s military-grade,” Warner murmured. “Layered through triple-blind proxies and encrypted with a rotating cipher. Whoever built this didn’t want it cracked.”Connor didn’t look up. “No one builds something that complex just to hide money. This isn’t Dundarra’s doing. This is something deeper.”Kirra tapped the corner of the screen where a small crest flickered faintly — an insignia woven into the data itself, almost hidden between lines of metadata. “There,” she said. “That’s not part of any known corporate code. I’ve run it through four databases already. It doe
Ch. 104- Global control
Rain had a way of making the city look honest, washing the grime off glass and steel, revealing what lay beneath. Connor Maddox stood beneath the overhang of the Old Dominion Club, watching droplets trace crooked paths down the windows. He was here under the guise of civility, but his pulse carried the rhythm of confrontation.Inside, the club was dim, all walnut and velvet, the air tinged with aged bourbon and old secrets. Director Kael Mercer sat at the corner table, silver hair neat, expression unreadable. He had once been a man Connor trusted implicitly. The kind who could make hard decisions look like acts of service.“Connor.” Mercer rose, offering a hand. His voice was calm, fatherly even. “You look tired. I told you once — the higher you climb, the thinner the air.”Connor clasped his hand briefly, then sat opposite. “And some people bring their own oxygen tanks,” he said, eyes sharp.Mercer’s smile was faint. “Still the same wit. I assume this isn’t just a courtesy visit?”C
Ch. 105- The Master
The glow of computer screens painted the room in pale blue light. Rain lashed against the safehouse windows as Connor, Kirra, and Warner leaned over the decrypted schematics. The words scrolling across the display were enough to silence even Warner’s usual commentary.“Digital replication,” Kirra murmured. “They’ve been building ghost profiles of world leaders—biometric, behavioral, and decision-pattern clones.”Connor’s eyes were fixed on the cascading data. “Not just leaders. Look at this—military procurement chains, stock market proxies, even synthetic votes. Revenant isn’t surveillance…”“It’s replacement,” Warner finished grimly. “A way to make governments dance without knowing they’re puppets.”Kirra exhaled shakily, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Helix used Dundarra’s routes for the physical shipments. The tech was hidden in cargo marked as ‘defense surplus.’”Connor looked at her. “Where’s the next shipment?”Warner’s fingers flew across the keyboard. He cross-referenced th
Ch. 106- Redeemer
“Rogue Operatives Leak Classified Data.”“Former Director Accuses Vigilantes of Treason.”“Connor Maddox: From Patriot to Pariah?”Every channel carried Mercer’s face — calm, measured, paternal. He stood behind a Bureau podium, voice steady as marble.“This so-called exposure of Helix Dominion is a distortion of classified counterintelligence efforts. Mr. Maddox and Ms. Vale acted without authorization, endangering global security. We are investigating their connections to international cybercrime networks.”Connor watched from the shadows of a derelict warehouse, the television light flickering across his expression. He didn’t blink.Kirra stood behind him, her arms crossed, tension cutting through every muscle. “He’s good,” she muttered. “Too good.”Warner sat at a portable console, wires snaking across crates, screens stacked like armor plates. “He’s not just good,” he said, typing furiously. “He’s rewriting history in real time. Half the data from Helix’s exposure is being reframe
Ch-107. Seige protocol
The city was a lattice of red emergency grids and flickering blackout zones. Sirens wove through the air like dying alarms of a system eating itself alive. Connor watched from the rooftop of the old Apex Tower, the skyline blinking in chaos. Below, the Bureau’s drones swarmed the streets, identifying faces, scanning IDs, and flagging anyone connected to the Maddox investigation.“Mercer pulled the plug,” Warner said, checking his portable console. “Every communications node in the city is rerouted through Helix firewalls. News stations are offline, law enforcement databases rewritten, warrants generated for all of us. He just made us ghosts.”Kirra, crouched beside the satellite uplink, twisted a cable into place. “Then we haunt him,” she said flatly. Her voice was calm, precise. “He thinks he controls the narrative, but we’ve already infected the backbone of his grid.”Connor gave a curt nod. “We move tonight. No half measures.”Warner grimaced, blood still faintly visible beneath th
Ch. 108- Hidden Hands
Connor sat in the dimly lit operations room, the hum of servers filling the silence as Kirra scrolled through Mercer’s encrypted drives. The screens reflected in her eyes, alert and sharp, scanning for patterns that had eluded even the Bureau during their highest-profile investigations. Connor leaned back, his hands steepled beneath his chin, watching her work.“Look at this,” Kirra murmured, pausing on a file labeled Project Vantage. She clicked it open, revealing strings of financial transactions that looped through shell companies across multiple continents. “Mercer wasn’t acting alone. Whoever orchestrated all of this… they left breadcrumbs, but the scale is global. Military suppliers, offshore accounts, voting machines… someone wanted everything controlled.”Connor frowned. “And the messages?”“They’re heavily encrypted, but I’ve broken the first layer. It’s... someone calling themselves The Architect. Mercer refers to them respectfully, almost… fearfully. He talks about strategy
Ch. 109- Ours to Take!
The night outside was deceptively quiet. Rain pattered against the reinforced windows of their safehouse, a small, nondescript building tucked between an abandoned warehouse and a shuttered commercial block. Connor checked the locks again, then the perimeter cameras. Nothing unusual. At least, nothing visible.“Too quiet,” Kirra muttered, adjusting the strap of her tactical pack. “Every time it gets quiet, something terrible happens.”Connor didn’t reply. His eyes were scanning the streets through the monitors, the faint glow illuminating his furrowed brow. “Stay alert. Even Mercer’s network didn’t give us this kind of warning.”Warner sat nearby, laptop open, fingers poised above the keyboard. His expression was tense, a mix of excitement and nerves. “We should rotate the watch. If they’re planning anything, we’ll see it first.”Kirra shook her head. “No point. The Architect doesn’t move like we do. This isn’t a pattern we can predict. We need contingencies, not watches.”Connor fina
Ch. 110- First Move
Rain had finally eased as Connor, Kirra, and Warner arrived at a discreet parking garage beneath the city’s financial district. The early morning fog lingered between the towering skyscrapers, shrouding the streets in a muted gray. From their vantage point, the global summit building loomed above, glass-and-steel architecture glinting even in the subdued light. Inside, the world’s most influential financiers, politicians, and corporate magnates were gathering for what was advertised as a forum on “ethical trade and market innovation.”Connor adjusted his suit jacket, glancing at Kirra. “Summit is a front. That much is obvious. The real agenda—the Architect’s agenda—is always hidden beneath layers of bureaucracy and pleasantries. We go in with eyes open, heads down, and ears open.”Kirra nodded, scanning the perimeter. Security was tight, as expected: metal detectors, armed guards, biometric scanners. “We’re not exactly blending in,” she muttered, adjusting her blazer and smoothing her