All Chapters of The Monarch Crown System: Chapter 101
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101. The Cheapstake Son-in-law
“You see the title, Monarch Crown Bearer is something very important back in Veriton. Just like you, being the Duke of Djeridon is for the people of Djeridon." His lips curled in a faint smile."And you have proved yourself worthy of that title with immense wealth and influence. But for Elias…" Victor's eyes flickered to him as if he didn't bear malice."He just has a tattoo." He paused. "Of course, we can't just obey him because of a mere tattoo. He needs to be something more… something worth it." He completed his speech.Elias almost scoffed.This was it. They wanted to use this banquet to overthrow him. Who knows what other tricks they have up their sleeves."Elias doesn't need to prove shit to anyone. I will get married to him and he will inherit my wealth. None of you will be able to stand against him then." Anastasia stepped forward, as she couldn't stand them any longer, her teeth gritting in anger.Elias didn't reply."Ah… Duchess. What we mean is that…""Victor…" Lord Hargrav
102. The First Test
Lucien Crowe stepped forward, adding fuel to the fire with perfect timing. "Unless..." he said slowly, his voice oily with false concern, "unless those rumors about stolen donation money were true? I would hate to think our new Duke built his fortune on the suffering of cancer patients."A few gasps. Some nervous laughter. The accusation hung in the air like poison gas.Anastasia's hand tightened on Elias's arm, her nails digging in through the fabric. She opened her mouth to defend him—But Elias raised his other hand gently, stopping her."It's fine," he murmured.Then he turned to face Victor, his expression completely calm. Almost amused.The silence stretched. One second. Two. Five.Victor's smile grew wider. He thought he'd won.Then Elias spoke."Five hundred million," Elias said quietly. His voice wasn't loud, but in the absolute silence, it carried perfectly. "That's your definition of generosity, Victor?"He pulled out his phone with unhurried movements."I'm curious about s
103. The Would End Up a Caricature
The eastern wing was a different world entirely.Where the main hall had been all light and grandeur, designed to impress and intimidate through sheer opulence, the eastern wing was intimate. Darker. A place where real power moved in shadows, where deals were struck and enemies were made.The hallway stretched before them, lined with portraits of men whose names had shaped empires and toppled kingdoms. Gas lamps flickered in sconces, casting dancing shadows that made the painted eyes seem to follow their movement.Elias took it all in with the calm of a man who'd long ago stopped being impressed by displays of wealth. He'd seen too much. Done too much. Been through too much to let antique paintings
104. The Biggest Bet In History
"Of course," Edric added with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "you'd have to win."Victor stepped forward then, his heavy footfalls echoing. He produced his own documents, slapping them down beside Edric's with aggressive satisfaction."Military contracts," Victor announced. "Three billion dollars' worth. Direct access to government armament deals spanning the next five years. Exclusive rights to supply the eastern territories' defense initiatives."He leaned forward, hands flat on the table."Whoever wins this gets the kind of government connections most people spend lifetimes trying to build. The kind that makes you un
105. Are You Enjoying Yourselves?
Four chairs were positioned around the table—one for each player. Elias took his seat with unhurried movements. Edric sat across from him, Victor to his left, Lucien to his right.The formation was deliberate—three against one, surrounding him, isolating him.A professional dealer appeared, seemingly from nowhere. Young, female, dressed in formal black, her face a mask of professional neutrality. She moved to the table and began shuffling the cards with practiced precision, her hands a blur of motion."The rules," Edric announced for the crowd's benefit, "are simple. Texas Hold'em, no limit betting. Winner takes all stakes from all players."
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106. Effortlessly the King Of Poker
The next three hands, Elias won two and lost one deliberately. Small adjustments. Controlled victories.Hand fifteen: Elias won with a straight that nobody saw coming.Hand seventeen: Victor tried to bluff aggressively and walked straight into Elias's trap, losing a third of his remaining chips.Hand nineteen: Lucien made a calculated risk and lost to Elias's better hand.By hand twenty, the dynamic had completely reversed.Elias had the largest stack. Victor was down to forty percent of his starting chips. Edric had stabilized but was clearly rattle
107. We Have Only Started
But Edric laughed—a brittle, broken sound."Walk away? After this? After you've humiliated Victor, bankrupted Lucien's intelligence network, and made me look like a fool in front of everyone who matters?"His eyes glittered with something beyond anger. Beyond pride. Something desperate and dangerous."No. One more hand. Winner takes everything. Your Crown against my family's legacy."The room went deathly quiet."And just to make it interesting," Edric continued, reaching into his jacket, "I'll raise the stakes even further."
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108. A Loser Can’t Bet
Edric stared at the documents like they were written in an alien language. "That's... that's impossible. I own—""You own nothing," Elias interrupted. "The sale went through yesterday. Your Gracefield Hospital shares became worthless the moment the papers were signed. You just bet something you don't actually control."Edric's face went from shock to horror to rage in the span of a heartbeat."But that means—""It means," Elias said calmly, "that you just bet controlling shares of Northcrest Development against literally nothing. And I'm raising you with an actual hospital worth eight billion dollars."
109. The Poisoned Toast
The dealer began pushing the massive pot toward Elias—every chip, every document, every stake. Northcrest Development. Military contracts worth three billion. Intelligence networks spanning twenty years. Everything.Edric stood abruptly, his face twisted with rage and disbelief. He grabbed the edge of the table, knuckles white."This is IMPOSSIBLE!" he screamed. "You cheated! You HAD to have cheated!"The room went silent."Those are serious accusations," Lord Hargrave said coldly."I don't CARE!" Edric's voice cracked. "No one is that lucky! N
110. The Three Losers Refuse To Stop
"You made a mistake," Elias said softly. His voice shouldn't have carried over the screaming and chaos, but somehow it did. Clear. Cold. Absolutely controlled. Victor laughed. "Did I? From where I'm standing, everything is going exactly as planned." "Poisoning a banquet hall full of witnesses?" Elias continued, his voice dropping to something dangerous. "Bold. Stupid. But bold." "Witnesses?" Victor gestured around the room. "I see people dying of what will be ruled as a terrible accident. Bad wine, perhaps. Food poisoning. These things happen at large gatherings." His smile widened. "And by the time anyone investigates, everyone here will be too sick to remember clearly. Memory is such a fragile thing, especially under trauma." Lucien pushed off