All Chapters of The Emperor : Chapter 51
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Chapter 51
The next morning, the Lisle City Hall was buzzing. Media cameras flashed. Executives in tailored suits crowded the entrance. Every major company in the region had come for one reason—the industrial park project worth billions. Inside the lobby, Howard adjusted his tie for the tenth time, his hands slightly trembling. “Anna, is the bidding document ready?” he asked, voice tight with nerves. Anna nodded confidently. “Dad, everything is ready. Relax, we’ve double checked everything.” Christopher chuckled softly beside them. “Dad, you really don't need to worry. I’ve already spoken to Scot Vincent. This project…” he tapped the folder lightly, “is basically ours.” Howard let out a long breath, but his brows didn’t ease. “Christopher, I know you’re capable. But almost every top company in Lisle is here today. If we slack off even a little, we could lose everything. We must stay serious." Before Christopher could reply— A mocking laugh sliced through the air. “Hahahahah
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The entire hall fell into stunned silence. No one had expected chaos like this at a bidding conference—especially one as prestigious as this. Faces shifted, whispers trembled through the rows. Even the big bosses who had seen all kinds of drama found themselves uneasy. Scot Vincent, anticipating exactly this kind of trouble, had reinforced security the night before. But even with that preparation, Lid’s presence had thrown everything off balance. “Scot Vincent, you’re asking for death!” Lid roared, his voice booming across the hall. “Have you forgotten the warning I gave you last night?” He hadn’t expected Scot to still stand so firm—even arrogant—in the face of his threats. Scot Vincent’s expression didn’t waver. His tone was cold. “I’ve said it already. If you’re here to participate in the bidding, you’re welcome. But if you’re here to cause trouble, please leave.” “You—!” Lid’s eyes burned with fury, his fists clenching so tightly his knuckles whitened. Gerald quickly stepp
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Scar crashed hard against the marble floor, the impact shaking the entire hall. A thick spray of blood burst from his lips as he struggled to breathe. His eyes, wide with shock, locked onto Christopher. “You…” His voice trembled. A single punch had sent him flying. Impossible. Someone with a record like his—someone who had survived ten consecutive death matches—had never encountered power like this. Christopher stepped forward, his expression carved from ice. “Weaklings like you should know your place. Power isn’t meant for evil. Today, I’ll make sure you never use your strength to bully the weak again.” Scar lay frozen, stunned by pain and fear. Christopher’s shadow fell over him like judgment itself. Before Scar could react, Christopher’s foot rose. “No!” Scar shrieked, terror ripping through his voice. Christopher didn’t stop. The stomp landed with a sickening crunch. Scar’s scream turned into a guttural howl before cutting off abruptly. His face drained of color as
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Lisle City, Cloud9 Villa. The morning sunlight filtered softly through the bedroom curtains, painting warm streaks across the bed where Anna lay curled in Christopher’s arms. She lifted her face slightly, her voice gentle as she spoke. “Dear, Faith is almost six. Don’t you think it’s time to find her a preschool?” Christopher glanced down at her, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. He smiled. “Leave that to me. I’ll get Faith into the best preschool in Lisle City. How does that sound?” Anna felt her heart melt. “Thank you, honey.” Her cheeks warmed, turning pink. Christopher always had that effect on her—his presence was steady, grounding, protective. It made her feel safe in ways she never imagined possible. For a moment, silence settled over them like a soft blanket. Anna hesitated, biting her lip before finally asking: “Honey… do you know what next Friday is?” Christopher blinked, honestly puzzled. “What? Is it a holiday?” Anna pouted, her disappointment sub
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The waitress froze for a moment, unsure if she’d heard Christopher correctly. She didn’t dare offend someone who mentioned Scot Vincent so casually. With a stiff smile, she hurried off to fetch the manager. Moments later, the manager rushed out, straightening his suit as he approached. “Good day, sir,” he greeted nervously. “I need a table for next Friday,” Christopher said plainly. The manager grimaced. “I’m truly sorry, sir, but next Friday is already fully book—” Christopher cut him off, voice calm but sharp. “I don’t want to cause trouble, but I really need that table. I’ll pay one million dollars.” The manager blinked. “S-sir… what did you say?” “I said,” Christopher repeated slowly, “I’ll pay one million dollars. I need that table.” “I’m sorry, but… I—” “Two million.” Christopher’s tone didn’t rise; it deepened. The manager’s breath hitched as sweat began forming at his temples. “I… I can’t make that decision. I’d have to call my boss.” “Five million,” Chri
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The next Friday arrived. That day, the entire city seemed to have its eyes on Dream Land. Even the hotels surrounding the restaurant had been fully booked for days. The streets were lined with people, and countless citizens swarmed in, eager to catch a glimpse of the mysterious tycoon and the woman who would be by his side. The commotion was so intense it even drew the attention of the MCPD. Officers had formed a human barrier in front of Dream Land, ensuring no one would get too close. Leon approached Christopher, who stood with a rare hint of unease. Despite his immense power and high status, today brought a flutter of nervousness Christopher rarely felt. This night was important—it was the first time he and Anna would celebrate their wedding anniversary. “Leon, is everything ready?” he asked seriously. “My Lord, everything has been arranged perfectly. There will be no issues,” Leon replied confidently. Christopher forced a small, slightly uneasy smile. “Good. This time,
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“Will you marry me?” Christopher’s voice trembled with a gentleness Anna had never heard before—soft, reverent, filled with a love that had survived five long years. His eyes, deep with emotion, never left hers. “I…” Anna’s throat tightened. Words refused to come. For years, she had wondered—hoped—prayed that Christopher would return. She had doubted, cried, and fought through lonely nights. But at this moment, under his unwavering gaze… every single doubt disappeared. Below them, the world roared alive. “Marry him!” “Marry him!” “Marry him!” Through the massive screens across the city, countless citizens were watching Christopher’s proposal live. Their voices rose as one, echoing up toward the sky—echoing up toward her. Anna walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the 99th floor. And froze. The streets below were overflowing with people. A sea of glowing phone screens glittered like stars scattered across the earth. Thousands—no, tens of thousands—were ch
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The English branch of the Lancaster family had withdrawn their billion-dollar investment overnight, and just like that, Gerald and his son were reduced to paupers. They were forced to move back into the decaying old Lancaster family home—the very one they once mocked for being beneath them. Even Gerald’s wife couldn’t tolerate their sudden fall from grace; she packed her bags and fled back to her parents’ house without looking back. “Dad… what are we going to do? We don’t have a cent left. If this keeps up, we’ll starve to death,” Ethan said miserably. Just days ago, he had been the arrogant Young Master of the Lancaster family—luxury cars, designer clothes, and feasts every night. Now his stomach growled painfully. He hadn’t had a proper meal in three days. If nothing changed soon, he and his father truly might end up dying on the streets. Gerald’s face twisted in hatred. “Howard and his family are living in a mansion, eating gourmet meals, while we suffer like this? This is all
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The rooftop wind howled, tugging at Harold’s shirt as he trembled at the very edge. Gerald’s grip on his collar was iron-tight, his expression colder than steel. Under Hunter’s pressure earlier that morning, Kim and Miranda had forced out stiff apologies. With everyone apologizing, Evelyn’s hardened heart faltered. She didn’t know what to say—part of her still hurt, part of her wanted peace. Her silence made Hunter and the others shift nervously, unsure of where they stood. Sensing the tension, Anna gently tugged Christopher’s sleeve. Christopher finally said, “It looks like she forgives you.” Hunter and his family let out long breaths of relief, nodding quickly and gratefully. “Thank you! Thank you!” Christopher’s eyes sharpened. “Remember—if there’s a next time, I won’t let you off so easily.” A shiver ran through Hunter and the rest. The warning was enough. None of them dared speak further. Just then, Christopher’s phone rang. His expression changed in an instant. Anna’s h
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“Gerald, stop this madness!” Howard’s voice cracked as he stepped forward, hands trembling. He could see it—Gerald was seconds away from pushing Harold over the edge. Gerald tightened his grip on the wheelchair and roared, “Give me a billion dollars, or I’ll kill this old man!” Howard swallowed hard, face contorting with despair. “A billion is too much. I can’t come up with that kind of money.” C&A Group was worth about a billion. It wasn’t money he could simply produce. Selling the entire company wouldn’t even be enough—not in time for this. Gerald’s eyes burned with venom. “Lies! Howard, you’re full of lies!” he bellowed. “Just yesterday, your son-in-law bought Dream Land—and then spent another fifty million on the Eternal Heart Ring to propose to Anna! How dare you say you can’t get a billion?” Howard froze. That money wasn’t his. It was Christopher’s. But explaining that to a man already on the brink of insanity was pointless. “Gerald, you’re way out of line!”