All Chapters of My Superstar System: Rise To Stardom: Chapter 161
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The moment Biden saw it, he knew it was over.Their cover had been blown.He immediately reached for his gun."No, Biden, don’t!" the pot-bellied man hissed, grabbing his arm. "If you shoot, we’re finished!""You all," the officer said as he stepped into the lounge with his gun raised, "put your hands behind your heads.""Do you know who we are, officer?" Biden said coldly. "People like you don’t point guns at people like us."He forced a smile."Just pretend you didn’t see anything. I’ll make sure you get something later."The officer’s expression hardened."Are you threatening and attempting to bribe a police officer?"He reached for his walkie-talkie."I need backup in Lounge Thr—"Pfft!The shot was muffled, but in the sudden silence, it sounded deafening.The officer’s body jerked. A hole appeared in the center of his forehead, and he collapsed to the floor.For a moment, nobody moved.Biden slowly turned around in disbelief."Edward... what the hell are you doing!?"Edward lower
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The new policy stated that anyone caught doing drugs would be sentenced to life imprisonment.Alex didn’t feel a trace of pity for Billy. After all, his foolishness had taken a life. There was nothing to feel.“We should press charges against Johnson and Empire Music,” Jude said.“Obviously. There are already many charges on their heads, but we still have to add ours. Make sure it leads to life imprisonment. Attempted assassination isn’t a minor crime.” Alex nodded.*******Johnson stood by the window, staring at the house across from him. Through the open window, he could see someone inside, seated calmly with a book in hand, turning a page like nothing else mattered.It was Alex.A faint smirk formed on his lips.He had pulled strings in secret, bending people and systems to his will, arranging to acquire the house right next to Alex’s. Even with the police searching everywhere for him, he had still managed it. That alone proved how far his influence reached.There was almost nothin
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"How did you know it was me?" Johnson growled."It's a secret. You don't need to know. What I want to know is this... what did I really do to you, Johnson?"Johnson paused, scanning the room, his eyes sharp and restless."Stay there. Don't move." He kept the silencer trained on Alex as he moved quickly, checking the wardrobe, then the cupboard. He stepped to the window, peering outside, his frown deepening as his gaze swept the surroundings."What are you looking for?" Alex asked."I thought my cover was already blown. Why aren't the police here? What's going on? Tell me, how did you know it was me?" Johnson asked again, tension creeping into his voice."The truth is, I don't. I only guessed. I wasn't sure it was you, but I had a feeling you'd come. Believe it or not."Johnson stared at him, studying his face. No signs of deception. If the police were involved, the place would already be swarming. Alex wouldn’t have let him step inside. It made no sense.Then why take the risk?"Why b
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He had a responsibility. Her. She was beautiful and delicate, the kind that made him feel he had to shield her from everything, and he couldn’t allow her to suffer. That was why he started working with Diego.The money he got was enough. More than enough. She wasn’t demanding, even though her parents were poor. She only accepted gifts when he offered them, never asking for more, sometimes even hesitating before taking them, as if she wasn’t sure she should.But when it started becoming too much, she questioned him.“Johnson, where are you getting all this from? You only go to shows once in a while, and they don’t pay much. How can you even afford this? I can’t accept it anymore if you don’t tell me how.”She spoke firmly, but unease lingered beneath her words. Her eyes stayed on him, searching for something real.But he lied.One lie turned into many as he covered his tracks, each one coming easier than the last. He even reduced how much he spent on her so she wouldn’t grow suspicious
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“What are you doing here, Maxwell?” he managed.“I’m with my girlfriend. I didn’t have time to introduce her to you, but we’ve been dating for a month and a half now. She isn’t dressed properly now, or I wou—”He didn’t finish before Johnson shoved past him and stormed in.And there she was.Lying on the bed, barely covered by the sheets, her expression shifting the moment she saw him.“Vanessa, you—”“Johnson? What are you doing here?” she asked, startled, pulling the sheets tighter around herself.His chest tightened painfully. “How can you do this to me, Vanessa? You’re cheating on me with my best friend!”She frowned, confusion crossing her face. Not guilt. Not shame. Just confusion.“How is it cheating when we’re not dating?” she said. “I already told you, if you continue selling drugs, we can’t continue. I can’t date someone with a shady source of income.”"But I thought you said that if I stopped, you would think about it? I’ve stopped now. I’m a changed man… I’ve been working
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"Vanessa… Vanessa, listen." He shook his head slightly, as if he could still undo everything. "Forget all that. You still love me, I know you do. And I’m… I’m crazy in love with you. This can still work. Just leave him and come back with me. I promise," his voice faltered before steadying with effort, "I will never, in my life, get involved in anything illegal again."The silence that followed felt suffocating."I liked you, Johnson." Vanessa walked toward him slowly, her steps measured. She stopped behind Maxwell and slipped her arms around his waist, holding him as if anchoring herself. "But I have someone I love now." Her voice softened, but it didn’t waver. "I’m sorry… it can’t work between us anymore."Something inside Johnson shattered completely.He didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He barely registered the moment Maxwell calmly pushed him out of the room. His body moved, but his mind stayed behind, trapped in that single moment.He stood outside the door for several minutes, stari
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He became a terror in the underground world. Ruthless. His enemies never lived, and even his allies had to tread carefully or risk being burned.One day, he stumbled across an article about millionaire Maxwell, who had returned to the country with his wife and child.The memories he had buried deep inside him surged back all at once. Every laugh, every promise, every moment he had tried to forget came crashing through him. The pain felt fresh again, raw and suffocating. His thirst for revenge grew tenfold.Now, he had the power and connections to act on it. And one day, he made his move.It was during their son’s first birthday.Their security was useless. They were nothing compared to the people he had dealt with before. He arrived with a gun in hand, accompanied by a team of battle-hardened men from the underground.They were singing a birthday song for the boy. Just the two of them, no friends or family. Not that Maxwell had any. Vanessa’s father was dead, her mother bedridden, and
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Vanessa wasn't having any of it. Her whole body trembled as she struggled against him, her hands pushing hard against his chest, desperate to keep him away. She would rather die than commit any atrocities with this man who killed her husband, and worse, right in front of her husband’s fresh corpse.Deep sorrow and pain churned violently within her, squeezing her chest until breathing felt tight and painful. It was all her fault. Maybe she shouldn't have given him hope. No, she shouldn't have even gotten back together the first time they broke up.Her emotions spiraled, dragging her deeper into regret and sorrow, each thought heavier than the last.Johnson leaned closer, trying to force himself on her, his grip tightening, and she reacted on instinct, snapping forward and biting his tongue hard."Ahhh!"Johnson jerked back with a sharp scream, clutching his mouth as blood filled it. She didn’t waste a second. She shoved him off with everything she had and stumbled toward the birthday
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The dead Alex’s soul hadn’t simply left. It had fused with his, and with it came everything he felt. For so long, he had tried to separate those emotions from himself, to reject them as something foreign. But they weren’t foreign. They were his. Every single one of them. And now, he was ready to accept them.“You are just an unfortunate maniac, Johnson. You wiped out an entire family because you couldn’t handle rejection. You’re nothing but a loser, a sore one who can’t take a—”Bang!Johnson, shaking with rage, didn’t even realize when he pulled the trigger.The bullet grazed Alex’s arm.His body jerked sharply from the impact, pain flashing across his face as his breath hitched, but he didn’t cry out. His teeth ground together hard enough to ache as he forced himself forward, driving a kick that sent the gun flying out of Johnson’s hand.“You bastard! You murderer! You sore loser!”His fists crashed into Johnson again and again, each strike heavy and uncontrolled, years of buried pa
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"Alex, are you alright?" Lulu asked worriedly.He raised a hand, signaling that he wanted to be alone. Lulu nodded and quietly left. She hadn’t gone home yesterday, having cleaned deep into the evening, so she had to leave now to meet her family.Luckily, Anna came."Alex," she said softly when she saw him sitting there, a cigarette between his fingers, smoke curling into the air."Anna," he replied, his voice low and distant."Are you alright? I heard what happened." She sat beside him, gently taking the cigarette from his hand before wrapping her arms around him."Hmm." Alex only hummed, his body stiff in her embrace."What really happened, Alex? You don’t look… like yourself." She frowned, studying his face. This wasn’t the first time someone had tried to assassinate Alex. The last attempt had been even more dangerous.But Alex had still acted normal."Anna… he killed my parents." His body shook violently as the words left him, a storm of anger, rage, and sorrow crashing through hi