All Chapters of After The Divorce, I Suddenly Inherited $100 trillion : Chapter 231
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confession
Harold's laughter echoed off the walls of the lavish office, mockingly. Agent Morrison exchanged a confused glance with her colleagues. Bruce stood perfectly still, watching in silence.Harold laughed heartily for a long while before finally slowing down, wiping an imaginary tear from his eye. His laughter died abruptly and a cold, venomous glare took over his face."I don't know this man," Harold said, his voice thick with contempt. "I've never seen him before in my life. He's clearly deranged, and I demand you remove him from my presence immediately."Agent Morrison's face tightened. She turned to Bruce, her expression hard. "Mr. Mann, I think it's time we leave. This was a mistake."She grabbed Bruce's arm, pulling him toward the door. "I'm terribly sorry for the disruption, Mr. West. We'll be going now."Harold cocked his chin up. "See that you do. And if that man ever steps foot in my building again, I'll have him arrested for trespassing."Bruce allowed himself to be guided towa
A hundred million
Later that afternoon, Peter headed to the hospital to see his father. He gently knocked on the door of his father's private room before stepping inside.His father, Daniel Dominic, sat up in bed, a warm smile spreading across his face when he saw his son. He looked healthier than he had in years. Color had returned to his cheeks, and his eyes now held a spark that had been missing for far too long."Peter!" Daniel exclaimed, gesturing for his son to come closer. "I was wondering when you'd visit. How's the restaurant?"Peter pulled up a chair and sat beside his father's bed. "Dad, you're not going to believe what happened today."Daniel leaned forward, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. "Tell me everything."Peter started filling his father's ears with details about Harold West's confession, Agent Morrison's apology, and the assurance that the investigation would be closed within forty-eight hours.With each second that passed, Daniel listened in stunned silence, his eyes growing wider.
The lawsuit
Harold's face contorted with rage and shock. His hands trembled at his sides as he grabbed his son by the collar, yanking him close."What did you just say?!" Harold shouted, his voice breaking with anger. "Our bank lost one hundred million dollars? How is that possible?!"Holland's face was pale, his voice shaky. "It happened so fast, Dad. While you were still in police custody, the bank started bleeding money. Our stock value took a nosedive. Panic spread through the board like wildfire."Harold released his son's collar and staggered backward, his hand pressed to his chest. "No, that's not possible. Our bank is too strong to collapse overnight. Who would dare—""There's more, Dad," Holland interrupted, his voice low. "One of our hotel chains downtown had a fire break out this afternoon. They said it was an electrical failure. The entire building was reduced to rubble by the fire. That's $25 million gone in an hour."The color drained from Harold's face. His breathing became shallow
The Dominic dinner
It was a calm, beautiful evening as Bruce pulled up to the gates of the Dominic family's new residence. A couple of days ago, Peter bought a six-bedroom mansion and furnished it to comfortably house his entire family. Bruce stepped out of his car, holding a basket filled with fresh fruit and a bottle of fine wine. He had barely reached the front door when it swung open, and Peter emerged with a wide grin. "Lazarus! You made it!" Peter said, clasping Bruce's hand and pulling him into a brief embrace. "I was starting to think you'd forgotten about us." Bruce chuckled as he handed over the gifts. "I wouldn't miss this for the world. How's your father settling in?" Peter beamed, his voice filled with happiness. "He's doing great. The doctors said he's made a full recovery. Being home has done wonders for him." He gestured for Bruce to follow him inside. "Come on, everyone's here. My aunts arrived yesterday, and they've been dying to meet you." Bruce's heart quickened as he stepped
Penelope Dominic
Bruce opened his mouth, but no words came out at first. He could feel the intense gazes of everyone at the dining table fixed on him. "I... what are you talking about?" Bruce said, his voice slightly strained. "Bruce Dominic Shepherd—the trillionaire? Of course I wouldn't be him. I'm just a regular guy."Daniel didn't blink. His eyes remained fixed on Bruce. "That's exactly what a guy like him would say." Daniel paused and leaned forward slightly. "I don't believe your name is Lazarus. From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were my late sister's son."The room fell silent. Margaret's fork clattered against her plate, her hand flying to her mouth. Eleanor gasped, her eyes wide as she stared at Bruce."Oh my God," Margaret whispered. "It's true. Look at his eyes. He has Penelope's eyes. How could I have missed it?"Bruce felt the walls closing in around him. He had prepared for this moment, yet he couldn't find it in himself to reveal the truth. But now that it was out in the
Holland West pleads
Bruce's blood ran cold. His hands tightened into fists beneath the table, but he kept his voice steady. "You would kill me?"The silence that followed was deafening. The Dominic family exchanged glances until finally, Daniel let out a long, weary sigh."Your grandfather despised the Shepherd family so deeply," Daniel said slowly, "that when he found out you existed, he made us swear an oath to kill you if you ever came looking for us."Peter slammed his fist against the table, rattling the dishes. "And you all swore an oath to this? Are you serious?"Margaret flinched. "We had no choice, Peter. He was our father. We had to honor his wishes."Peter's eyes blazed. "Honor his wishes? He wanted you to kill an innocent man—your own nephew—because of a grudge that had nothing to do with him. That's just madness!"Eleanor looked down at her hands. "We know it was wrong. But we were committed to our word."Peter shook his head, his voice rising. "I've always respected Grandfather. But this? C
The billion dollar lawsuit
The courtroom was packed. The gallery was filled with reporters, their pens and cameras prepared to capture each moment. Peter Dominic sat at the plaintiff's table, surrounded by his legal team—a group of sharp, ruthless lawyers personally selected by Bruce himself. They were the finest money could buy, and they had come well prepared. Beside Peter sat his father Daniel, his aunts, and Bruce, who had insisted on attending despite wanting to stay out of the public eye.Harold West sat at the defendant's table, his face pale and gaunt, his expensive suit hanging loosely over his slender frame. He had aged ten years in the span of a few weeks. Beside him sat Holland, who looked like he hadn't slept in weeks. Their legal team was formidable, but they were clearly outmatched from the moment they walked into the courtroom.The trial lasted two weeks. The prosecution laid out their case, presenting evidence of the West family's decades-long efforts to destroy the Dominic family. They bro
An old nemesis
As the sun started to set over the city, Bruce's private jet touched down on the runway. He stepped off the plane, feeling the cool evening air brush against his face. A black sedan was waiting for him on the tarmac, and within minutes, he was gliding through the streets toward Shepherd Group headquarters.When he entered the executive suite, Victoria Cross was already there, tablet in hand, her face lighting up with relief at his arrival. "Chairman," she said, falling into step beside him as he walked toward his office. "Welcome back. I wish I could say the company has been running smoothly, but we have a situation."Bruce loosened his tie as he settled into his chair. "What kind of situation? I heard it has something to do with Blake Genesis.""That's correct," Victoria said, handing him the tablet with a tight voice. "Blake Genesis is back."Bruce picked up the tablet and quickly scanned it. "Give me the full story.""Chairman, he's not the same man who left this city," she began
The retrenchment
A hundred assassins from the Sovereign Seven have been given a hundred days to kill Bruce Smith. It was an unexpected news that rattled him at first, but after his initial shock, it only made Bruce curious. Kenshin continued after a brief pause. "These hundred assassins are no ordinary killers, Master Bruce. They are legendary, standing as the best of the best in their fields. Each one is a master of their craft, and the least experienced among them charges a fee of over thirty million dollars for a single job."Bruce's eyes narrowed as he did the mental math. "That's over $3 billion just in fees. And that's the minimum?"Kenshin nodded slowly. "It's far more than that, Master Bruce. Some of these assassins charge fees reaching into the hundreds of millions. But the cost is not the issue. The problem is that these assassins are known for never missing a kill. They will go to any lengths to complete their mission."Bruce leaned back in his chair, a faint smile playing on his lips. Ins
The Sovereign Seven
Later that afternoon, something unexpected happened at Shepherd Group. Bruce Smith was fired. The employee who was second closest to the chairman after Victoria Cross was retrenched without any explanation. Everyone who knew Bruce Smith in the corporate world was shocked. The news spread like wildfire throughout the corridors of Shepherd Group, moving from whispered talks in break rooms to quiet exchanges in executive suites. Word of Bruce Smith's retrenchment leaked outside the company and traveled through the wider corporate world until it eventually reached Blake Genesis' ears. In his sleek home office, Blake Genesis sat in silence, his mind racing. He had spent months planning his revenge against Bruce Smith, the man who had humiliated him, taken his company, and destroyed his reputation. He had built Blake International from the ground up, forged alliances with the Sovereign Seven, and assembled a network of assassins to hunt him down. And now, Bruce Smith was just fired