All Chapters of After The Divorce, I Suddenly Inherited $100 trillion : Chapter 11
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Bruce's First Strike
Oswald pushed open a set of double doors and stepped into an indoor pool area, a crystal tumbler resting neatly on a silver tray in his hand. Bruce had just climbed out of the indoor swimming pool, water rolling off his broad shoulders and down his back. He reached for a thick white towel, dragging it over his hair and across his torso as he dried himself. “Master Bruce,” Oswald said, approaching him, “I have news.” Bruce took the towel from his shoulders and glanced over. “Go on.” “Willis Stone has been fired,” Oswald reported calmly. “Just like you ordered. He and the other conspirators have been replaced by executives who have sworn their loyalty to you.” Bruce’s lips curved faintly into a smile. "Music to my ears. You've done well, Oswald." Oswald offered the glass. “Your drink, Sir. A Macallan 25.” Bruce accepted it. The amber liquid caught the light as he lifted it. He took a slow sip, savoring it, then nodded in satisfaction. “Good,” he said. “Does Willis h
Powerless Willis
The lights in the underground parking lot flickered as a dark sedan rolled in, parking a few spaces away from Willis car. Willis remained motionless behind the wheels, staring straight ahead like a petrified statue. The news he had received paralyzed him. "Hello? Mr. Stone? Are you there?" The bank manager's voice cracked through the phone. Willis snapped back to the present. He had been so shocked, he'd stopped breathing. "I'm here," he said, breathlessly. "Tell me again. What did you say happened to my money?" There was a pause on the other end. The account manager repeated carefully, "The new chairman of Shepherd Group issued an order to freeze all accounts under your name." Willis’ grip tightened around the phone. "That's bullshit!" He scowled. "I've never embezzled a cent of the company's funds. My records are clean. Who the hell does this new chairman think he is?" "I'm sorry, Mr. Stone," the bank manager replied. "But this is beyond me. The directive came from the
The broke fiance
Caro returned from the liquor cabinet, holding out the crystal glass in her hand towards Willis like an offering."Here you are, darling," she said softly. "Your drink.""Thanks, babe." He took the glass from her, his unsteady fingers brushing against hers. Caro noticed how weak his grip was but she read it as lingering shock from the robbery.Willis took the glass and downed half of it in one swallow. The sharp burn of the whiskey steadied his jumpy nerves. Caro sat on the arm of the sofa closest to him, her brows furrowed with concern. "You said you were robbed. How did it happen?"Willis stared into his glass, watching the amber liquid swirl. He took his time to form a convincing lie. "It happened so fast," he began. "They came out of nowhere. Guns pointed at me. Before I knew what was happening, they hijacked my car and drove me to some abandoned warehouse on the edge of the city."Caro's hand flew to her mouth. "Oh my God, Willis! Were you hurt?"He shook his head. "Thankfully
The Press conference
The following day, the leaders of Shepherd Group conducted a press conference. News reporters crowded the room, their cameras flashing lights while they waited patiently.An official announcement was set to be made about the future of Shepherd Group for a global audience. At that moment, the doors swung open and the security guards escorted The Chief Operating Officer of Shepherd Group inside.Camera flashes lit up the area. Reporters pressed forward behind the barricades, microphones raised like weapons as he mounted the stage. The press conference began the moment he cleared his throat and spoke, "Good morning, Ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for attending this special announcement on behalf of Shepherd Group."The room fell silent immediately."As of this morning, Mr. Alistair Shepherd has formally stepped down from all executive duties within the company. He has chosen to enjoy his retirement privately."The audience gasped sharply.The COO resumed speaking after a brief pause.
An exclusive invitation
Caro sat in her private office, legs crossed behind her desk, her face buried in her phone.She watched clips from the Shepherd Group press conference on the screen, replaying them in loops. "Bruce Dominic Shepherd," she murmured to herself, leaning back in her leather executive chair. The name echoed in her mind like a marble bouncing in an empty room. Everyone was talking about him; financial blogs, investors and Social media influencers were all obsessed with the mystery of this sudden trillionaire.Who is this man? Where had he been hiding? And more importantly—what does he look like?Suddenly, the door to her office slammed open so hard Caro jumped, nearly dropping her phone.Her father, Marcus Griffin, burst in like he had just won a contract. His face flushed with an excitement Caro hadn't seen since she was born."Caro!" he exclaimed, barely catching his breath. "Have you watched the Shepherd Group press conference?"Caro gave her father a surprised look. "I'm watching it n
The uninvited guest
Willis shot up from the sofa and began pacing the room again, forcing his voice to remain calm. His heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped animal."That's... that's nice, honey," he said, dragging a hand through his hair. "So, umm... will you be bringing a plus one to the dinner?""Oh, no," Caro replied, her voice still giddy with excitement. "The invitation was exclusively for me. No family, no guests. Just Caro Griffin."Willis felt like he had just been slapped in the face."But you'll be there too, won't you?" Caro asked. "I mean, you're an executive board member of Shepherd Group. Surely you've been invited. We can arrive together—it'll be perfect!"Willis stopped pacing.His stomach dropped through the floor."Actually," he said, swallowing hard, "I was invited, yes. But I won't be attending."There was a pause on the other end. "What? Why not?"Willis ran a hand through his disheveled hair, his mind racing to construct something believable. "It's just... bad timing. Th
At mall
Caro stood in the middle of the boutique's private dressing room, wearing a floor-length gown made of deep emerald silk that gathered around her feet.Her closest friends, Sophie and Bianca, sat on the edges of their chairs, holding champagne flutes as they watched her."Oh my God," Sophie gasped, placing a hand over her chest. "Caro. That dress is absolutely gorgeous. You look like a million bucks.""You think so?" Caro said with a smirk, turning to admire herself in the mirror. "This might be the one."Bianca leaned forward, nearly spilling her champagne. "Caro, you've already tried on seventeen dresses. How many more do you need before you're satisfied?"Caro chuckled. "As many as it takes. This is the Shepherd banquet. The most exclusive event of my life. I'll be rubbing shoulders with political elites and old-money families. I must look my best."Sophie fanned herself. "I can't believe you're going by yourself. That’s the part that kills me.""I still can't believe it, myself," C
At mall
Caro stood in the middle of the boutique's private dressing room, wearing a floor-length gown made of deep emerald silk that gathered around her feet.Her closest friends, Sophie and Bianca, sat on the edges of their chairs, holding champagne flutes as they watched her."Oh my God," Sophie gasped, placing a hand over her chest. "Caro. That dress is absolutely gorgeous. You look like a million bucks.""You think so?" Caro said with a smirk, turning to admire herself in the mirror. "This might be the one."Bianca leaned forward, nearly spilling her champagne. "Caro, you've already tried on seventeen dresses. How many more do you need before you're satisfied?"Caro chuckled. "As many as it takes. This is the Shepherd banquet. The most exclusive event of my life. I'll be rubbing shoulders with political elites and old-money families. I must look my best."Sophie fanned herself. "I can't believe you're going by yourself. That’s the part that kills me.""I still can't believe it, myself," C
At mall
Caro stood in the middle of the boutique's private dressing room, wearing a floor-length gown made of deep emerald silk that gathered around her feet.Her closest friends, Sophie and Bianca, sat on the edges of their chairs, holding champagne flutes as they watched her."Oh my God," Sophie gasped, placing a hand over her chest. "Caro. That dress is absolutely gorgeous. You look like a million bucks.""You think so?" Caro said with a smirk, turning to admire herself in the mirror. "This might be the one."Bianca leaned forward, nearly spilling her champagne. "Caro, you've already tried on seventeen dresses. How many more do you need before you're satisfied?"Caro chuckled. "As many as it takes. This is the Shepherd banquet. The most exclusive event of my life. I'll be rubbing shoulders with political elites and old-money families. I must look my best."Sophie fanned herself. "I can't believe you're going by yourself. That’s the part that kills me.""I still can't believe it, myself," C
At mall
Caro stood in the middle of the boutique's private dressing room, wearing a floor-length gown made of deep emerald silk that gathered around her feet. Her closest friends, Sophie and Bianca, sat on the edges of their chairs, holding champagne flutes as they watched her. "Oh my God," Sophie gasped, placing a hand over her chest. "Caro. That dress is absolutely gorgeous. You look like a million bucks." "You think so?" Caro said with a smirk, turning to admire herself in the mirror. "This might be the one." Bianca leaned forward, nearly spilling her champagne. "Caro, you've already tried on seventeen dresses. How many more do you need before you're satisfied?" Caro chuckled. "As many as it takes. This is the Shepherd banquet. The most exclusive event of my life. I'll be rubbing shoulders with political elites and old-money families. I must look my best." Sophie fanned herself. "I can't believe you're going by yourself. That’s the part that kills me." "I still can't believe it, mys