All Chapters of Once An Uber Driver, Now A Trillionaire!: Chapter 51
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50. Ty..Tyler?
Tyler read the message, and his blood boiled harder. At once, Harry’s words from the past echoed in his head.«“My son didn’t even spend up to two hours behind jail, which means he’s entirely innocent of all the accusations!”»«“I’m definitely calling on the U.K ministry for immediate intervention. If the Commission of Civil Protection of Geria doesn’t act against this false allegation, I will. I’ll go hand for hand and make sure Tyler is punished for the crime!”»Those were Harry’s words to the media—bold lies, spoken with a straight face, as if he truly carried the weight of justice. Tyler clenched his teeth. Why exactly did Harry want him dead? He had never wronged him. If anyone had a reason to hate him, it should have been Perry, not the father.Another chime snapped him out of his thoughts.Harry again.“What’s up with you? Why aren’t you responding? Are you sure you’re okay? And why am I not hearing the update that Tyler is dead?”A dark grin spread across Tyler’s face. Playing
51. You Messed With The Wrong Person
Tyler gave him a dark, mocking smile.“Yes, that’s me. Surprised to see me here?”Harry froze, unable to believe his eyes. Was Tyler really standing in front of him alive? How could he have killed a professional assassin like Marshal, taken his eyes, and still walked away from death? How had he survived against a legendary killer?Before Harry could gather his thoughts, Tyler’s voice cut through.“Why do you seem so shaken, Harry Winter? Could it be that you were the one who sent that riffraff to kill me?”Harry forced a smile.“What are you talking about?” He reminded himself he was a prominent figure—every word had to be measured. If he admitted anything, it could be used against him. And for all he knew, someone else could be listening. He chuckled lightly.“What do you mean by that, Tyler? You know I didn’t send anybody to attack you. Why would I ever do that?”Tyler’s eyes narrowed.“So, we’re in the pretense ring now?”Harry’s heartbeat quickened.“You still don’t seem to unders
52. Have A Look At this Video!
Harry hurriedly ended the call, his mind collapsing under the weight of a thousand scattered thoughts. He tried to hold onto one, to recall and make sense of everything that had just happened, but his mind simply refused to stay still.And then there was the image.That horrifying picture he had just seen on the phone.With trembling hands, Harry grabbed the phone again, eyes darting to the photos Tyler had shown him earlier—photos of Marshal.Marshal’s body was sprawled on the ground in a way that made Harry’s stomach twist. Something about it all looked wrong—too strange, too confusing. For a moment, Marshal’s face still seemed alive, almost well. But as Harry’s gaze drifted lower, the truth cut deep. Marshal’s body was tampered with, brutalized. From the look frozen on his face, Harry could tell he had endured terrible trauma before finally passing out—or worse.Then Harry’s eyes shifted back upward and locked onto the most gruesome detail. His breath caught.Marshal’s eye.It had
53. Tyler Is Weak!
Harry looked flabbergasted. Taking the phone, he asked, “And what’s inside there?”“Just have a look first, Dad. Other questions can come after it,” Perry replied.Harry lowered his eyes to the screen. It was a video. Not just any video, but a live news broadcast.The anchor’s voice rang out:“After several years on the wanted list as a top assassin, the Federal Government finally captures the HITMAN—but not alive, in body. A corpse was discovered in the courtyard of the Five Star Hotel, owned by the Acostas. The FBI has identified the remains as Marshal Alevaro, popularly known as the deadly assassin. According to CCTV footage and other evidence, there appeared to be an altercation between the HITMAN and a civilian which ended fatally. Marshal Alevaro has been confirmed dead, and no other person was reported at the scene as no one else was found.”The words made Harry’s chest tighten. Fury surged, and he hurled the phone across the room, breathing heavily.“NONSENSE! This is a bunch
54. Tyler Is The Killer?!
Perry looked at his dad for a moment before taking the phone from him.Of course, he still trusted his instincts—there was no freaking way anybody named TYLER would ever have the audacity to fight Marshal, let alone kill him.He had so much believe in his instincts, no freaking way Tyler can be able to stand Marshal. Marshal is strong, but someone as weak as Tyler can't even take him down! Tyler can't possibly be his killer, at least that was what Perry was sure of! So, when he took the phone, he glanced at the screen. It was a conversation thread between Marshal and Harry.The chat history looked routine at first—almost all their messages followed the same pattern.“I want this person to be killed.”“Consider it done.”“I want this person to be killed.”“Consider it done…”It repeated like that, again and again.But then Perry’s eyes reached today’s conversation.---The first message was from Harry:"What's up with you, Marshal? Why aren't you responding to my texts? And how was t
55. 'Us'?!
Perry couldn’t believe what his father was saying.How could Tyler possibly kill Marshal? Even with all the strength and experience Marshal had?He raked his fingers through his hair and sank heavily into the chair, his mind spiraling back five years. Back to the day he had beaten Tyler mercilessly and ordered his men to finish him off. Tyler had been nothing but weak—fragile, even. So how on earth had that same man suddenly grown strong enough not only to defeat a ruthless hitman like Marshal but to kill him outright?The thought refused to settle in Perry’s head.As he sat lost in disbelief, Harry leaned closer, his hand pressing on Perry’s shoulder.“I can see the shock in your eyes, son,” he said quietly. “But this is exactly how I felt when I first learned it. Tyler killed Marshal. And from the bruises on Tyler’s body, it was clear Marshal attacked him first. Yet somehow Tyler managed not only to defend himself but to kill Marshal in the process. Doesn’t that tell you something?
56. I have Some Bad News!
Harry’s eyes locked on Perry, his glare laced with disappointment and disbelief. The weight of his son’s words hit him like a slap. Everything he’d been doing—every risky move—had been for Perry’s sake, and now this?His anger ignited without warning. With a sharp movement, he lunged forward, gripping Perry by the collar and slamming him against the wall.“You ungrateful fool!” Harry’s voice thundered, low and dangerous. “How dare you say something like that to me? How dare you even think of snitching on your own father? You think I’m in this alone? You dare accuse me of sending Marshal to kill Tyler when you’re the one who started this mess?”Perry’s lips parted, but no words came out. His silence only seemed to fuel Harry’s rage.“Have you forgotten who made you what you are today?” Harry’s grip tightened, pulling Perry closer until their faces were only inches apart. “I built you. I gave you the name you’re living off! If not for the love I still have for you, do you think I’d hesi
57. The Bad News!
Perry’s expression shifted instantly. His face dimmed, and his eyes widened as though he had just seen a ghost. For a moment, fear crept into him—an uneasy, chilling kind of fear that made his thoughts spin wildly.What kind of bad news could Diego possibly be talking about?Could it be worse than what his father had already told him?Questions flooded his head all at once, echoing so loud that he barely realized he was speaking.“Bad news?” he asked. “What bad news is that?”Diego sighed on the other end of the line. “Yes, bad news.”Perry’s pulse quickened. “What is it?” he pressed immediately.Diego hesitated for a second before responding. “My team is currently working hand-in-hand with the FBI. We just concluded our meeting—and it’s about Marshal’s death. The result of that meeting was… very, very bad, Perry. I don’t think you’re going to like what I’m about to say.”Perry felt a cold weight sink into his chest. His heart began to pound faster.“What’s the result of the meeting,
58. The FBI
As Perry tried to gather his thoughts, Diego’s voice pulled him back to reality.> “What do you think we should do right now, Perry?”Diego sounded uneasy, his tone sharp and urgent through the phone.> “You know that, at the moment, all I can do is supply the information I receive from here. I can’t guarantee full control of everything. Yes, I hold a high rank in this operation—but that doesn’t mean the FBI will let me interfere with their team!”Perry exhaled slowly, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “I understand what you’re saying, bro,” he muttered, his voice heavy. “But it’s high time we figured all of this out before it gets out of hand. I mean it's high time we get to put ourselves into action, before it becomes exceedingly late. You know what I mean....”He paused briefly, then asked, “What do you think about the probability of them finding the phone?”Diego immediately cut in.“Probability? You meant PROBABILITY of the FBI finding the phone? Is that even the question we should
59. The Phone Has Been Tracked!
Diego chuckled in disbelief.“What? Tyler is—”He froze mid-sentence as the sound of footsteps echoed nearby. His instincts sharpened immediately. Glancing over his shoulder, he realized someone was approaching. He was still in the precinct, standing close to the exit, and that wasn’t a good place to linger.Without wasting a second, he moved swiftly away from where he stood and made his way toward his car.“Are you still there, bro?” Perry’s voice came through the phone, a little anxious.Diego reached his car, pulled the door open, and slid inside. “Yeah, bro, I’m here!” he replied, jamming the key into the ignition. “I can still hear you.”He paused, leaning slightly forward as the car lights flickered on. “What did I just hear you say, bro?” he asked, . “Did you just say that Tyler is with Marshal’s phone? And worse, that he already knows the whole truth about your Dad's intention to get him killed? How the hell is that even possible?”“Wasn’t Marshal ordered to take that dumbas