All Chapters of THE RISE OF THE APEX KING: Chapter 81
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CHAPTER 81
If there was one thing Richard knew about Jonas, it was that he would not sit still and wait to be found. He was not careless, and he was not weak. If anything, he had proven to be far more patient and calculating than Richard had initially expected. The traps would already be in place. Every step forward would likely be watched, anticipated, and tested.But that did not matter.Richard exhaled as his face hardened with resolve.He was no longer the boy who had once stood helpless in the face of loss. He was no longer the young man who had been forced to watch his world collapse and was unable to stop it. He was no longer Richard Viktor, now, he was Richard Carter.He now stood at the peak of an empire built from nothing and commanded fear and respect, even from the president. Now, he has a family once again and he would not allow history to repeat itself. He would not allow another Sinclair to take anything from him again.Michelle woke not long after, and the first thing that came
CHAPTER 82
The mall which had always lifted Michelle’s spirits, now felt like a passing moment of joy as her gaze locked onto the couple ahead. Daniel walked towards her with Ivanna at his side, with that familiar smirk already curling his lips.After the last stunt he tried to pull, she had hoped it would end there yet there he was, coming to her with that smug look all over his face.“Shopping without your guard dog today, Michelle? Where’s that billionaire husband of yours? Off building more empires while you play housewife?” his harsh words rang out as he stopped before their shopping cart with a look of scorn on his face. Michelle sighed but she kept her expression calm. She refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing her rattled. “I'm too busy to entertain you today. Move away.”She turned to leave, but Daniel's hand shot out, his fingers wrapping firmly around her wrist. “Not so fast. We need to talk about Marty. I’ll be needing to meet him soon. I want to introduce my son to my fam
CHAPTER 83
Somewhere across the city, in the Donovan family residence, Yohan stood in his father’s study, frustration evident in the way he moved as he flipped through piles of documents. Drawers were pulled open and files were scattered across the polished surface. “There has to be something,” he muttered under his breath.His mother’s earlier words echoed in his mind. His father was hiding something big and Yohan intended to find out what it was.He pulled open another drawer, scanning its contents quickly, his movements growing more restless with each passing second.“Where is it…” he muttered.Just as he reached for another file, the door behind him opened.Yohan froze as he turned around slowly. His father stood at the entrance, his expression darkening as he stared at Yohan. “What do you think you’re doing?” Eric Donovan barked.He stepped inside with a scowl on his face as he stared at the mess in his office. “What the hell are you doing in here?” he barked again. For a second, surpr
CHAPTER 84
Richard stood by the window, his tall frame against the dim glow of streetlights outside. He had just ended a secure call with one of his trusted intel contacts. Jonas’ location had not changed. If anything, it felt as though the man was deliberately waiting, daring Richard to make the first move.Richard sighed, as he slipped the encrypted phone back into his pocket. His thoughts drifted back to Michelle. The sound of her voice during their earlier conversation had wrapped around him ever since then. She had sounded relieved, trying to hide the worry beneath her words, but he had heard it anyway. A rare smile tugged at the corner of his lips. She affected him in ways he had never anticipated, softening places in his heart he once believed were permanently hardened. She reminded him that there was more to live for than revenge and power.His mind then shifted to Marty. The boy’s bright, intelligent eyes and handsome little face refused to leave his thoughts. The way Marty had hugged h
CHAPTER 95
Richard’s expression remained cool with his hands relaxed at his sides. He wasn’t surprised when the lead figure emerged. A tall, broad-shouldered man in a well-tailored suit who adjusted his jacket with an air of authority. Godfrey McDonald, the commissioner of police for New Orleans, fixed his gaze on Richard with disdain. Jonas clearly still wielded enough influence in this city to mobilize someone at this level.Godfrey approached with careful steps, stopping a few feet away. He didn’t bother with formalities or introductions. "Richard Carter,” he stated flatly, his voice carrying the weight of someone who believed he had all the power in the city. “I never imagined I’d have the displeasure of arresting a high-profile criminal like you on my watch.”Rico tensed beside Richard, but Richard himself showed no reaction beyond a tilt of his head.Godfrey continued, his tone growing louder and more theatrical as he listed the charges. “You’re under arrest for illegal entry into the co
CHAPTER 86
Michelle’s breath came in shallow bursts as she stared at the aged photograph lying face-up on the carpet. The resemblance to Marty was undeniable. It wasn’t just a passing similarity; it was as if someone had taken a snapshot of her son years into the past and placed it in this worn frame.Her fingers trembled as she reached down and picked up the photo. The paper felt fragile beneath her touch, the edges frayed from years of handling or perhaps from being hidden away. She traced the outline of the boy’s face with the tip of her index finger, her chest tightening with a confusing mix of warmth and unease. For a moment, she allowed herself to imagine what it would mean if this wasn’t mere coincidence. But the thought was too heavy, too loaded with questions she wasn’t ready to ask while Richard was hundreds of miles away facing dangers she could only guess at.“No,” she whispered firmly to the empty room, shaking her head as if to dislodge the idea. “It’s just a coincidence. Children
CHAPTER 87
The convoy of black vans moved through the busy night highways of New Orleans as city lights blurred past the tinted windows. Inside the lead van, Richard sat motionless in the back seat, his cuffed hands resting casually on his lap. The metal dug into his wrists, but he showed no discomfort as his expression remained calm. Outside, the vibrant city remained with jazz music playing from open bars, tourists laughing on sidewalks, and the distant sound of a saxophone. A minute later, everything changed without warning.The armed officers inside the van suddenly moved and In one fluid, coordinated movement, the larger percentage of them raised their rifles. Their barrels were focused on few of the unsuspecting men who still believed they were on the right side of this operation. The air inside the confined space became tense as Shouts of confusion broke out. The betrayed officers reached for their weapons, only to freeze when they realized they were already outgunned.“What the hell i
CHAPTER 88
Chapter 88 Richard sat in a corner of the interrogation room with one leg crossed casually over the other. He observed everything with a calm look. The air was filled with the metallic scent of blood and under the fluorescent lights, Godfrey McDonald knelt in the center of the room. His once-crisp suit was now torn and stained with blood and his face swollen from repeated blows.Richard’s men worked and each strike was calculated, not enough to kill, but more than enough to break the commissioner’s will. Godfrey gasped and coughed as another fist connected with his ribs, his body jerking violently.“Enough,” Richard said. The men stepped back immediately and Godfrey slumped forward, breathing heavily with blood dripping from his split lip onto the concrete floor. He lifted his head slowly, his eyes filled with terror as they met Richard’s cold gaze.“You… you bastard,” Godfrey wheezed. “Jonas will destroy you for this.”Richard leaned forward slightly, his expression still calm. “Jo
CHAPTER 89
News of Jonas Davison’s real identity spread like wildfire across New Orleans and quickly reached beyond the city. By morning, every major news channel was running the story. Jonathan Sinclair, the last surviving member of the fallen Sinclair family, was wanted for multiple crimes including smuggling, money laundering, and orchestrating attacks on high-profile figures. An arrest warrant had been issued in his name and Images of his face flashed on screens nationwide, accompanied by urgent warnings.Back in New York City, Michelle and Arianne moved around the counter while preparing breakfast together. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and pancakes filled the air as they laughed over something new every once in a while. “We should add more intense drills today,” Arianne said, flipping a pancake with ease. “You’re getting better at escapes. We can start working on takedowns.”Michelle smiled, chopping fresh fruits for the children’s plates. “I’m ready. My body still aches from yester
CHAPTER 90
At the underground complex in New Orleans, the woman’s cold gaze moved over Richard and Rico. She looked them up and down with clear disdain, then scoffed.“Guarda questi due,” she said in Italian, her lips curling in mockery. “Jonas si è preoccupato per niente. Sono così magri e semplici. Questo è il grande Richard Carter che tutti temono?”Which means: “Look at these two. Jonas has been worried for nothing. They are so lanky and simple. This is the great Richard Carter that everyone fears?”One of the masked guards beside her shifted uncomfortably and spoke in a low voice. “Don’t be deceived, senora. Godfrey was taken down by this same ‘lanky’ man. He is dangerous.”The woman frowned and glared harder at Richard. He stood completely still, showing no fear or any form of intimidation from her or her men.Richard had understood every word and a smirk slowly formed on his lips.The woman noticed the smirk and raised an eyebrow. “Something funny, Carter?”Richard’s voice was calm when h