All Chapters of The Trillionaire Son-in-Law: God-Level Choice System
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Both Ways
The lobby of Skyline Bank was just as cold and imposing as it had been the day before. The armed guards stood like statues near the reinforced pillars. They watched Chase Lu walk past the security checkpoint, but not a single man moved to stop him. The military trained security personnel recognized authority when they saw it.Chase stepped into the private elevator. He pressed the button for the top floor. Exactly twenty four hours had passed since his initial meeting with the Ice Queen.The heavy mahogany doors to the executive suite swung open.Victoria Qin was pacing behind her massive obsidian desk. She looked immaculate in a tailored navy suit, but the subtle tension in her jaw betrayed her anxiety. She had spent the entire night tracking the sudden, massive influx of capital into the primary holding ledger of her bank.Chase walked into the room. He wore his pristine white tuxedo. He approached the desk and calmly placed a sleek silver hard drive directly onto the polished b
My Relative
"The financial blockade completely failed, sir," Linda said, standing in Vincent Fang's southern estate office."He bought a military bank," Vincent replied smoothly, swirling his glass of wine. "He used physical cash to break the riot, and he used his political favors to buy the Skyline infrastructure. He is smart. But he is still an orphan.""What is your next step?" Linda asked."If we cannot starve his wallet, we will break his mind," Vincent smiled. "Send in the asset."Three days later, Chase and Bella were standing in the driveway of the Song Villa. They were packing Bella's remaining personal items into the back of a Titanium Security vehicle. The Song Villa had once been the premier estate of the Northern district, filled with servants and luxury cars. Now, the massive garden was overgrown, and the fountain in the center of the courtyard had stopped running. It was a manifestation of the family collapse. The local economy had completely ostracized them after Grandma Song
Bloods and Fangs
The aroma of slow roasted pork and ginger filled the expansive kitchen of the Titanium Penthouse. The evening city lights glowed softly through the floor to ceiling glass windows, but the atmosphere inside felt incredibly domestic. May stood by the marble island, wearing a simple floral apron over her expensive clothes. She hummed a soft, melodic tune while stirring a large ceramic pot. Chase sat on a high stool, watching her. He had brought her to the secure penthouse to keep a close watch on her movements, but over the last forty eight hours, his intense paranoia had begun to erode. May had seamlessly integrated herself into their lives. She cleaned. She cooked. She asked no questions about his corporate empire or his wealth. "Your mother loved this dish," May said softly, blowing steam from a wooden spoon before offering it to him. "Taste this, Chase. Tell me if it needs more salt." Chase leaned forward and took a sip. The flavor was rich, warm, and entirely unfamiliar, yet
Pretend
Just an hour earlier, Chase had caught the operative known as The Chameleon attempting to drug him in the kitchen. Bella had stood ready to call Iron Tyrant to dispose of the assassin. But Chase had raised his hand. He had stopped his wife. He realized that arresting a single spy would not destroy Vincent Fang. A hired operative would simply deny everything. The police would find a sedative needle, but they could not tie it to the Prince of the South. Chase needed absolute, undeniable proof of a lethal assassination attempt. He needed to trap the Mastermind completely. So, Chase had let the spy invent a pathetic lie. He allowed May to claim the needle was just a prescribed auto injector for an anti-allergy that runs in their family. He played the role of the forgiving, naive nephew perfectly. Now, they were sitting around the massive mahogany dining table. Adams sat to the left of Chase. She wore an expensive silk evening gown, completely oblivious to the lethal espionage happe
You Don't Need To
The dining room of the Titanium Penthouse was perfectly still. The only sound was the shallow, terrified breathing of Adams. She sat frozen in her expensive silk gown, staring directly down the dark barrel of the suppressed tactical pistol.May did not blink. Her warm maternal facade had completely vanished. She held the heavy weapon with absolute, lethal stability. With her free hand, she reached into the pocket of her floral apron and pulled out a sleek black encrypted phone.She dialed a single sequence of numbers. The secure call connected instantly."It is done," May spoke into the receiver. Her voice was flat and professional, "The target is down. The neurotoxin was administered successfully in the broth. He ingested a lethal dose exactly eight minutes ago. Come collect the body and the biometric key.""Excellent work, Chameleon," Vincent Fang replied through the phone speaker. His voice echoed faintly in the quiet dining room, dripping with arrogant satisfaction. "I am alre
Trapped
Vincent held Bella firmly by the arm. He pressed the heavy silver pen into her trembling palm. The transfer deed for the Ghost Peak mine sat on the table, waiting for her signature.Chase opened his glowing golden eyes.A long, quiet sigh escaped his lips. The sound was entirely out of place in a room filled with grief and imminent murder."You talk entirely too much, Vincent," Chase said smoothly.Vincent froze. His hand, still gripping Bella tightly, turned completely rigid. He looked down at the hardwood floor in sheer disbelief.Bella gasped loudly. She dropped the silver pen. It clattered against the wood."Chase?" Bella whispered, her voice shaking with absolute shock."I told you I would never leave you alone," Chase replied, his tone gentle and immensely reassuring.Chase sat up slowly. He rolled his broad shoulders, stretching his neck side to side until a loud pop echoed in the quiet dining room. He looked like a man waking up from a mildly inconvenient nap.He plac
Massive Donations
The silence in the dining room was absolute. Fifty assault rifles remained perfectly locked onto Vincent Fang and his disarmed enforcers. The Prince of the South stood entirely paralyzed. "You are going to let me live?" Vincent asked. His voice was incredibly hollow, completely stripped of its usual aristocratic arrogance."I am going to let you leave," Chase corrected him smoothly.Chase kept his hands casually in the pockets of his pristine white tuxedo. "Why?" Vincent narrowed his eyes, a flicker of genuine suspicion piercing through his overwhelming fear. "If our positions were reversed right now, I would order Iron Tyrant to shoot you. I would drop your body into the ocean. Why are you showing mercy?""Do not mistake calculation for mercy," Chase replied, taking a slow step forward. "If I kill you tonight, your father and your uncle will declare absolute war on North City. They will use the Capital resources to send an army I cannot track. But if I let you walk out of that
Born Today, Died Today
"Keep smiling for the cameras." Bella whispered softly. She looped her arm tightly through Chase's elbow.The grand opening of Titanium Bank was the undisputed social event of the decade. Red velvet ropes held back dozens of flashing cameras. The financial elite of North City gathered on the pristine marble steps. They were eager to pledge their absolute loyalty to the new king.Chase wore his signature white tuxedo. He stood at the absolute pinnacle of the local economy. He had crushed Vincent Fang the previous night. The Prince of the South was completely bankrupt. He had fled the city in total disgrace.Today was supposed to be the final consolidation of Chase's power.Inside the massive glass doors, millions of dollars flowed seamlessly through the new military protected servers. Outside, the aristocrats sipped vintage champagne under the bright morning sun. It was a picture of perfect, untouchable wealth."We did it," Bella smiled, looking up at him. "The accounts are secure
Close Up
"Shut down the teller stations and lock the main vault immediately."The command sliced through the celebratory atmosphere of the Titanium Bank lobby. Inspector Duan stood in the center of the pristine marble floor. He held a solid gold badge high in the air. Five federal agents wearing dark windbreakers fanned out behind him. They moved with terrifying, synchronized precision. They physically shoved the bank managers away from their computer terminals."National Financial Bureau," Duan announced, his voice echoing loudly off the glass walls. "Capital Division."Victoria Qin froze completely. The champagne flute in her hand trembled. A military charter protected her institution from local politicians and provincial judges. But a Capital Division badge possessed absolute federal authority. It was the highest financial power in the country.Bella stepped closer to Chase. She had just been named Chief Financial Officer. Her first day was turning into a nightmare."Chase, who are the
Run on the Bank
Chase tackled Bella directly to the hardwood floor. The bright red laser sight vanished from her chest and tracked harmlessly across the far wall."Get down and stay completely still," Chase commanded smoothly.He shielded her body with his own. He kept his encrypted phone pressed to his ear."You are incredibly fast, Chairman," the distorted voice chuckled through the speaker. "But bullets are entirely too messy today. I do not need to shoot her right now. Look out your front window. You have a much larger problem."The secure line disconnected with a sharp click.Chase crawled over to the reinforced glass pane. He kept his head low. He peered down at the massive city square in front of Titanium Bank.Victoria Qin burst into the executive office. She was completely out of breath. She had completely lost her usual immaculate composure."Chairman, turn on the television right now," Victoria demanded loudly.Chase grabbed the remote from his desk. He turned on the massive wall m