All Chapters of Ascension of the Untouchable Billionaire. : Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
20 chapters
Chapter 1. Who are you?
The roar of engines shattered the afternoon quiet of the industrial district.A convoy of six blacked-out SUVs tore into the muddy lot of the Daniel Logistics Warehouse, flanking a pristine, elongated Rolls-Royce Phantom.Underneath the chassis of a rusted 18-wheeler, Noah Stone paused, his wrench frozen on a bolt. He wiped a smear of grease from his cheek, narrowing his eyes as the convoy screeched to a halt just yards from his boots.The doors of the SUVs flew open in unison. Twelve men in sharp black suits spilled out, forming a defensive perimeter with the discipline of special forces.Then, the rear door of the Rolls-Royce opened.A woman stepped out, her high heels sinking slightly into the cracked asphalt, yet she walked with the grace of a queen approaching her throne. She was breathtaking—a vision of icy perfection with amber hair swept up in a severe, elegant bun and a charcoal business suit that cost more than the warehouse itself. However, her looks were nothing on the
Chapter 2. Separation.
"Done,” He spat, shoving the papers back at her.Nicole blinked, surprised by his decisiveness. She had expected him to cry, to plead, or at least to take the money."Let's go, Nicole," Steven, recovered from his earlier fright, scoffed, opening the car door for her. "He's just trying to act tough. He'll regret it tomorrow."Noah watched the white Mercedes disappear into the traffic, the exhaust fumes mingling with the scent of the city. He felt a hollowness in his chest—not the sharp pang of heartbreak, but the dull ache of wasted time. Three years of devotion, erased by a simple signature.He looked down at his grease-stained hands. Steven’s words echoed in his mind: “Take the money, trash.”In this world, dignity without power was just a joke to people like Steven and Nicole. He had chosen dignity, but dignity wouldn't put food on the table or a roof over his head once he moved out.His fingers brushed against the matte-black card in his pocket.“The card has no limit,” That st
Chapter 3. The Lion.
The silence that followed Noah’s reveal was sudden, lasting only as long as it took for the absurdity of the situation to sink into Joyce and Anna’s minds.Then both of them erupted in a chorus of scornful laughter."A card? That ugly thing? You expect us to believe that's a real Apex Sovereign card?" Anna shrieked, clutching her bronze card as if Noah's presence threatened to tarnish its meager glow. "Please! You probably found it in a dumpster, you lowlife. Or worse, you stole it!"Joyce huffed, her voice dripping with venom. "He's probably trying to scam the bank! I bet he's part of some fraud ring. Mark my words, that card is fake, and he'll be arrested any minute now. Good riddance! We were worried about being implicated by you, Noah, and I'm glad that Nicole divorced you! You're nothing but a criminal!"Noah's jaw tightened. He was used to their insults, their petty jabs at his social standing. But their accusations of theft and fraud were a step too far. He hadn't stolen a th
Chapter 4. Balance
Joyce and Anna stumbled out of the Apex Sovereign Bank, their faces burning with humiliation and rage. The whispers and stares of passersby felt like physical blows.Their carefully constructed image of wealth and status had been shattered in a matter of minutes, all thanks to Noah Stone."That… that greasy little worm!" Joyce spat, her voice trembling with fury. "He humiliated us! He'll pay for this, Anna, you hear me? He will pay!"Anna, equally enraged, nodded vehemently. "He won't get away with this, Mom. We'll make sure of it. Nicole needs to know what he's done. She needs to see him for the lying, thieving scumbag he really is.""Exactly!" Joyce exclaimed, her eyes narrowing. "Nicole needs to understand that she dodged a bullet. Imagine being married to a criminal! It would ruin her reputation, destroy her company!"They hurried towards their car, their minds racing with schemes of revenge. They were convinced that Noah had somehow scammed or stolen the Black Card, and they we
Chapter 5. Grand Event.
The Grand Regency Plaza was a monolith of glass and light, its exterior draped in banners for the Harmony Gala. Valets in white gloves scurried like ants, whisking away expensive cars as the city’s elite poured toward the crimson-carpeted entrance.A sleek, midnight-blue Bentley Mulsanne glided to the curb, its engine a low, predatory hum. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with the scent of Chante’s expensive perfume and the frantic staccato of her voice as she spoke into an encrypted headset."Non, I told the Zurich office—if the liquidity isn't moved by midnight, heads will roll. Literally," Chantel hissed, her eyes sharp and focused on a digital ledger on her tablet. Noah couldn't help the huff that escaped him. This was the seventh death threat she had spoken in the last hour and he couldn't help but find it funny.At the small noise, she looked over at Noah, her expression turning embarrassed for a fraction of a second. She placed a hand on his arm, her manicured nails a stark
Chapter 6. Auction.
Huge.That was the only word that came to mind when one thought of the grand hall of the plaza.Crystal chandeliers, each the size of a small car, hung from a vaulted ceiling painted with gold-leafed frescoes. The air was a thick cocktail of expensive champagne, aged scotch, and the distinct, cloying scent of multiple perfumes in one room.But Nicole's mind wasn't on any of that now.She had followed Steven into the room after Noah and his woman had walked in, but instead of focusing on her fiance, her eyes kept drifting back to the couple in question. She felt a strange, gnawing discomfort in her chest—a sensation she hadn't felt in years. She had spent three years looking down on Noah, pitying his lack of ambition, his devotion to her family and his simple needs. She had convinced herself that leaving him was an "upgrade."But seeing him on the arm of a woman who held the financial keys to the city made Nicole’s "upgrade" feel suddenly, sickeningly fragile. Chantel wasn't just
Chapter 7. Grace.
The indignation radiating from Steven Crestwood was almost palpable, a sharp contrast to the cool, filtered air of the hall.He adjusted his silk tie, his knuckles white as he gripped his champagne flute. To Steven, Noah’s declaration was an insult to the very hierarchy that kept men like Steven on top."We’ll see how long that bravado lasts when the numbers start climbing," Steven muttered, his eyes dark with resentment. Around them, the guests whispered and pointed.The consensus was unanimous.Noah Stone was a dead man walking and should be avoided as one.The auctioneer took the stage, and the festivities began.***As the first few lots, rare jade carvings and post-modern paintings, came under the hammer, the room hummed with the polite violence of high-stakes bidding.Noah, however, seemed entirely unimpressed. While the elite of the city leaned forward in their seats, sweating over six-figure increments, Noah had retreated to a small bistro table near the edge of the action.
Chapter 8. Winner Dinner.
Everyone seemed to freeze at the proclamation, the air in the room feeling thick with shock and horror.Steven himself was stunned as he leaned back in his gilded chair, mouth feeling dry. Just who the hell did Noah think he was? But then his eyes caught the symbol of the Shinren house on one of the many banners decorating the halls.With a sudden clarity he remembered where he was.This was an auction for Markus Shinren—the host and the city’s undisputed king of commerce—who was probably watching the proceedings through the various security cameras in the room. Steven knew the rules of a Shinren auction better than anyone.Rule Number One: The Identity-Payment Clause. The person who raises the paddle must be the person whose name is on the check. No corporate proxies, no "gifts" from sugar mummies, and certainly no third-party bailouts.Steven glanced at Chantel, who was still draped elegantly against Noah’s side. He saw the way her hand rested on Noah’s arm, and his lip curled.
Chapter 9. Verification.
Everyone looked at Noah like he was a lamb meant for slaughter.Every eye in the hall was a cold lens, focused on the man's steady figure, who stood fearlessly amidst the ruins of social decorum. To the elite gathered there, Noah had just signed his death warrant."Look at him," a woman in a sapphire-encrusted choker whispered, her voice carrying in the unnatural stillness."He actually thinks he’s going to walk out of here."Noah inwardly clenched his jaw, fighting back the urge to turn and silence her. What did they know? What did any of them know about what he was, what he might be? He already knew what they thought of him.That he was a poor mechanic, a grease monkey, a nobody who had stumbled into a world of unimaginable wealth and power. It was absurd, ludicrous, yet here he was, standing on the precipice of either unimaginable triumph or catastrophic ruin.Meanwhile, Steven Cre
Chapter 10. Restricted Tier.
It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop.Every corner of the hall had dropped into silence, eyes wide as they stared at the terminal verdict.But then that silence was broken by a harsh noise.“Hahahaha!" The sound of Steven's triumphant laughter ripped through the suffocating silence, shattering the tension like a dropped glass. It was a loud, grating sound, fueled by his pent-up resentment and a desperate need to assert his dominance. He surged to his feet, pointing a shaking finger at Noah, his face contorted with glee, his eyes gleaming with a manic energy."There it is!" Steven roared, his voice echoing through the hall, amplified by the stunned silence. "I told you! He's a fraud! A con artist! That card is fake! He crashed the system with a stolen piece of plastic! He's a nobody!"He turned to the security guards, his eyes burning with righteous fury, his voice dripping with self-righteous indignati