All Chapters of After The Divorce, I Suddenly Inherited $100 trillion : Chapter 221
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The partnership
"I don't understand," Peter stammered, his voice breaking. "The new owner wants to partner with me? Why?" The taller representative chuckled warmly. "Mr. Dominic, the new owner is a very shrewd businessman. He's been observing your establishment for some time. He believes that with the right investment, Dominic's Burgers could become something truly special." Peter's eyes darted between the two men, his mind racing. "But I'm about to lose this place. The bank is taking everything. How can there be a partnership if the land doesn't even belong to me anymore?" "The land has been purchased," the shorter representative explained. "The new owner has already settled the debt with the bank. You no longer owe anything. The property is now under new management." Peter felt his head begin to spin. He held onto the edge of the table, steadying his balance. "He settled the debt? The entire $15 million?" "That's correct," the taller man confirmed. "The new owner paid the full amount. You are
Harold West
Harold West sat behind his enormous mahogany desk as the afternoon sun poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his bank office. He leaned back in his leather chair, phone pressed to his ear, as he was closing yet another deal. "Yes, I understand the terms," Harold said, his fingers drumming impatiently on the desk. "But I'm telling you, the valuation is too high. Either you lower the price, or I walk away and take my business elsewhere." He listened briefly, then ended the call and placed the phone down. Just then, a soft knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. His secretary, a nervous young woman clutching a tablet to her chest, entered the office with quick, hurried steps. "Mr. West," she started, her voice quivering a little. "I've got some news you're going to want to hear." Harold waved his hand impatiently. "Get on with it. I don't have all day." The secretary swallowed hard. "There are reports coming in from the old Dominic property. Bulldozers have arrive
Launch day
Three months had passed since the day Peter signed the partnership contract. After months filled with construction, planning, and sleepless nights, his new burger joint was finally ready.Bruce stood next to Peter at the entrance of the brand-new Dominic's Burgers, both of them looking up at the gleaming two-storey building before them. A large, illuminated sign displaying the Dominic's Burgers logo stood proudly atop the building, visible from several blocks away.Peter pushed the glass doors open, and they entered together.The inside was truly breathtaking. The floor was polished, and soft pendant lighting hung from the high ceiling, casting a warm glow over the entire space. The kitchen featured new state-of-the-art grills, industrial ovens, and gleaming stainless steel counters that filled the space. Everything was brand new, pristine, and waiting to be used. The ventilation system hummed quietly, ensuring that the delicious aroma of grilled burgers would never become overwhelm
The truth of the debt
Harold West sat in his study, surrounded by books, antique furniture, and a fireplace that crackled softly against the cool evening air. Yet none of it offered him any comfort.He stared into the amber liquid swirling in his crystal glass, his reflection distorted and broken. For the past three months, he had thrown everything he had at investigating Dominic's Burgers. And what had he found?Nothing. Absolutely nothing.The mysterious landlord had erased his tracks so thoroughly that it was as if he didn't exist. Every lead he got on him turned into a dead end. He couldn't even get a name, only a shell company.Harold took a long, bitter swallow of his whiskey, but the burn did nothing to ease the fire burning in his chest."I never should have sold that land," he muttered to himself, his voice slurred with drink. "How could I have been so foolish? I practically handed Peter Dominic the keys to my own coffin."He slammed his glass down on the table, the whiskey sloshing over the rim.
Harold's curse
"I saw an opportunity, and I took it," Harold replied Holland flatly. "It's not my fault the man was naive. The world is a cruel place, Holland. The strong eat the weak. I simply made sure I was on the right side of the food chain." Holland shook his head, his voice filled with revulsion. "That's terrible. That's absolutely terrible. How could you live with yourself after doing all that?" Harold laughed again, but it sounded shaky. "I lived perfectly fine for a couple of years. I invested the money wisely, bought shares in growing companies, and eventually bought the bank itself. I was untouchable." He paused, his expression darkening. "But on the third year, something happened. I was leaving the bank one evening, and an old woman was selling apples near my car. She offered me one for $10 million." Holland blinked. "Ten million dollars for an apple? That's insane." "I thought so too," Harold said quietly. "I scoffed at her, called her a crazy old hag, and got into my car. But as
Harold's curse part 2
Holland's jaw dropped. "A hundred million? How? That's impossible! You never lose deals! You're the best negotiator in the city!" Harold shook his head slowly, his voice hollow. "The other party backed out at the last minute. They said they got a better offer. They wouldn’t tell me who it was from, but they said it was too good to refuse." He clenched the armrests of his chair, his knuckles turning white. This is what I feared, Holland. This is exactly the outcome I was worried about. I've never lost a deal before. Never. In thirty years of business, I've never had a deal fall through at the last minute like this." Holland's mind raced. His father was right; nothing like this had ever happened before. Harold West was known throughout the city as the man who always got what he wanted. He has never lost a negotiation on any deal he set his sights on. But now, he had just lost one hundred million dollars. And it happened immediately after the conversation about the curse. Holland f
An ex girlfriend returns
Bruce was skeptical when he heard Kelly's name. All he knew about her was that she was Peter's ex-girlfriend who had abandoned him in his darkest days and had been spying on them with Holland West. What on earth could she possibly want?Even Peter must have been thinking the same thing, because the next words he spoke were, "Tell her I'm not around. I don't want to see her."The staff hesitated. "I tried to say that, but she insisted. She asked me to tell you that your life is in danger."Peter's frown deepened. "What did you say?"Bruce leaned in, his face serious. "Peter, maybe you should hear her out. If she's coming all the way here to warn you, it might be important."Peter seemed divided, his emotions swinging between anger and curiosity. Finally, he let out a frustrated sigh. "Fine. Bring her to my office. I'll see what she has to say."The staff nodded and disappeared. Peter turned to Bruce, his expression dark. "I don't trust her, Lazarus. She left me for a rich guy. What'
An ex girlfriend returns part 2
Peter stared at him, his eyes wide. "Lazarus, there's no way. She could be lying. She's lied before—" "I know," Bruce interrupted. "But I caught Kelly and Holland spying on us months ago. They were watching the diner from across the street. There's no denying that Harold West is obsessed with your family staying poor." Peter's head snapped toward Kelly. "Is that true? Were you spying on me?" Kelly's face went pale. She hesitated, then nodded slowly. "Yes. It's true. Holland's father made us watch you. He wanted to know who was helping you." For a while, Peter stared at her with a hardened look on his face. "Why are you telling us this now? What changed?" Kelly looked down at her hands, her voice unsteady. "I've been thinking a lot lately about how I treated you. I realized I made a huge mistake, Peter. I was wrong to leave you and go with Holland." She looked up, her eyes pleading. "I want to come back. I want to make things right. I want us to try again." Bruce studied
The allegations
Later that night, Bruce sat alone in the living room of his modest apartment, replaying everything Peter's ex-girlfriend had revealed. Harold West's dark secret and his curse deeply intrigued Bruce. To destroy Harold West, he must first make his cousin wealthy. That was a piece of cake for Bruce, who was by far a multi-trillionaire. He reached for his phone and dialed a number. Victoria answered on the first ring. "Chairman, it's late. Is everything alright?" "Everything's fine," Bruce said calmly. "I need you to do something for me." "Of course. What do you need?" Bruce leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. "I want you to purchase several properties worth millions and put them under Peter Dominic's name." There was a brief pause on the other end. "Peter Dominic? Your cousin?" "Yes," Bruce confirmed. "I want him to become one of the city's largest property owners overnight." Victoria's voice was filled with curiosity. "That's a big investment, chairman.
Bruce's accusation
Peter's face went white, surprised at Bruce's claims. "But how? The restaurant was locked, and the alarm system was activated. How could he possibly—""He has connections," Bruce interrupted. "He could have hired someone to break in, plant the evidence, and leave without a trace. He knows that with these allegations, your reputation is ruined. You can't do business with a tainted reputation like this."Peter sank down against the wall, his face buried in his hands. "This is it, isn't it? All that we have built is now gone, just like that."Bruce shook his head firmly. "No. It's not over yet. I'll take care of this."Without saying another word, Bruce turned and walked straight to the lead investigator—the stern woman who had been talking with Peter earlier.She was inspecting the mysterious container when Bruce came up to her."Excuse me," he said. "I need to speak with you."The woman looked up, her eyes narrowing slightly. "And you are?""Lazarus Mann," Bruce replied. "I'm the deput