All Chapters of Ascension of the Untouchable Billionaire. : Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: To Walk With The Powerful.
Noah, still reeling from the sudden shift in power, nodded slowly. He glanced at Chantel, who was watching him with a mixture of concern and suspicion, her eyes narrowed, her body tense as she watched them. And Noah couldn't really blame her.The transition was honestly jarring. One moment, Noah was being hunted by the eyes of the elite; the next, he was to be escorted to meet the host of this auction."All right." Theo grinned, clapping his hand and bringing Noah back to the present. Turning on his heel, he motioned at the pale faced guards, two of which immediately stepped into place on each of his sides, nearly crowding him in as they both placed a hand on each elbow, the gesture translating to ‘move.’Noah swallowed thickly.Chantel immediately tried to get to him, her stilettos clicking sharply against the stone, but a wall of Shinren’s elite guards stepped into her path. "The Director requested the Chairman alone," the lead guard said, his voice a flat, metallic rasp.Chante
Chapter 12: Lion's Den.
The VIP suite was a world away from the cold, utilitarian corridor and the frenzied atmosphere of the auction hall. It was an oasis of luxury, a sanctuary of comfort and elegance. The walls were adorned with original artwork that probably cost a fortune. The furniture was plush and inviting, deep sofas and armchairs made of velvet and the huge floor to ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of the city skyline, But despite the opulence of the surroundings, Noah couldn't shake the feeling of unease. He felt like a pawn in a chess set about to be sacrificed. He paced the room nervously, his mind racing, his senses on high alert. The anxiety gnawed at him.He stopped in front of the windows, gazing out at the city skyline. The lights twinkled like stars, a vast and glittering expanse that stretched as far as the eye could see. It was a beautiful sight, but it did little to calm his nerves. ‘What am I doing here?’ he thought, a wave of dizziness washing over him. ‘How did I g
Chapter 13. Rumours.
The aftermath of Noah's departure hung heavy in the air. The tension, though lessened, hadn't completely dissipated. The murmurs of the crowd were hushed, speculative, and laced with a palpable unease. The spectacle of Steven Crestwood's public humiliation, coupled with Theo Tacyeon's appearance, had left everyone on edge.Meanwhile, in the auction hall, Steven Crestwood, feeling a mix of humiliation and rage, made it his personal mission to spoil Noah's already pitiful reputation as much as possible.Even going as far to move from table to table, weaving a web of deceit and misinformation. His voice, though lowered, carried an undercurrent of maliciousness, his eyes darting hungrily as he spread his own story of the event.."Did you hear?" he whispered to a group of socialites, his voice dripping with false concern. "They're saying Stone is being interrogated. Apparently, the card he used is linked to a network of counterfeiters operating across multiple continents."He paused, a
Chapter 14. Right Places.
Steven couldn't believe this.How was this even happening?!."What the hell? That's impossible!" he shouted, his words echoing through the hall. "The system must be rigged! He's a fraud! He's a nobody!"Shinren turned towards Steven, his eyes narrowing, his expression hardening. He fixed the young heir with a look of utter disdain, a look that seemed to strip him bare to the bone.He said nothing, did nothing. He simply looked at Steven, his silence more damning than any words could have been.And then, he turned away, dismissing Steven as if he were nothing more than a bothersome insect.He turned back to Noah, his expression lighting up.He reached out and took Noah's hand, his grip firm on the other man's sweaty fingers."Mr. Stone," he said, his voice warm and welcoming, "it is my honor to personally present you with the Astraea Ring. May it bring you good fortune and success.Shinren reached into a velvet-lined box and retrieved the ring, its gem sparkling under the lights, its
Chapter 15. Punishment.
He released Noah’s arm.Tacyeon immediately let go of his wrist, leaving a ring of purple on the heir's pale wrist before stepping back till he was behind his master once more whose cold face seemed to grow icier by the second's.He needed to beg, to grovel, anything to put him back in the good graces of shinren.Steven gulped, both hands lifting in supplication as he faced the host.“I… I apologize if there was a misunderstanding—” he started.However, Marcus raised a hand and Steven quickly fell quiet.“You,” Marcus said slowly, “have been speaking rather loudly tonight.”Steven forced a smile.“I was only protecting the integrity of your institution—”Marcus’s lips curled slightly. “It was not needed nor requested Crestwood." He hissed.He took a step closer, looming over Steven with his 6’1 frame and causing the man to shrink back."You are a pathetic insect, Crestwood," Shinren said, his words dripping with disdain. "You are a disgrace to your family name. You are an embarrassmen
Chapter 16. More?
“Noah?" Noah turned to Chantel, who had walked over from her place at the exit, her expression curious. "Ready to go?" She asked, his voice low."Let's go," he said, his voice barely a whisper, his hand reaching out to take hers.“youve had quite an evening.” she smirked slightly, fingers tightening on his. Noah exhaled.“Yeah… you could say that.”And together, they left the hall.***The city lights slid across the windows of Chantel’s car as it sped through the night streets.Inside, the atmosphere was strangely quiet.Noah sat back against the soft leather seats, his mind still reeling from the events of the evening. The revelation of his card's status, the public humiliation of Steven Crestwood, the sheer power wielded by Marcus Shinren – it was all too much to process.He looked at Chantel, who was sitting beside him, her expression unreadable, her eyes fixed on the passing cityscape. He wondered what she was thinking, what she made of all that had transpired."Are you okay?"
Chapter 17. The signs.
They both lapsed into silence then, not really knowing what else to say to the other after the moment they just had.Noah cleared his throat, the sound unnaturally loud in the sterile quiet of the hospital room. He shifted on the edge of the crisp white bed, suddenly feeling intensely awkward. He carefully avoided looking at Chantel, his eyes tracing the linoleum floor patterns instead. Beside the bed, Chantel smoothed the front of her ruined designer gown, internally scolding herself. She was Chantel Dubois, the Senior Director of Apex Sovereign. She was known for her ice-cold demeanor and ruthless efficiency. Yet, here she was, blushing like a schoolgirl after throwing her arms around a man she had met less than a day ago. It honestly baffled her. The sheer volume of emotion this mysterious Noah Stone had managed to wring out of her was unprecedented. From the initial intrigue at the bank, to the worry during the auction, to the raw, unfiltered concern when he collapsed, and
Chapter 18. Attack.
Noah looked out the glass doors into the dark city night. The idea of walking into a boardroom and commanding trillions of dollars felt absurd to a man who, yesterday, was scrubbing grease off his boots. "No," Noah said firmly. "I can't just walk in there and pretend to be a king when I don't even know who the man I look at every morning in the mirror is." He sighed, brushing a hand through his messy hair." I need to find out who I really am first. I need to know myself."***Across the city, in the opulent, mahogany-paneled study of the Crestwood estate, the atmosphere was toxic."You absolute, unmitigated fool!" Arthur Crestwood’s voice roared, rattling the crystal decanters on his desk. He was a large man, his face currently an alarming shade of purple as he glared down at his son. Steven stood before the desk, trembling, his usually immaculate hair disheveled and his face pale with terror. "Father, please, you have to understand—""Understand what?!" Arthur bellowed, slammi
Chapter 19. Push Forward.
The thugs stopped their pacing, turning their attention to the man in the bespoke suit. The leader, a wiry man with a scarred cheek and a crowbar resting on his shoulder, sneered. "Look at this," the leader mocked, spitting on the ground. "You're the beggar playing dress-up. You caused a lot of trouble for some very rich people tonight, Stone.”Noah stood perfectly still, his hands resting loosely at his sides. "You don't have to do this," he said, his voice remarkably calm. "Just take whatever you were paid and walk away. You don't know what you're getting involved in."The thugs laughed, a harsh, grating sound. "Hear that, boys? This idiot is giving us advice!" The leader stepped forward, raising the crowbar. "We're gonna break all your fucking bones, Stone. And then we're gonna see what that pretty lady in the car wants to give us to leave her alone."Noah’s eyes darkened. "Leave her out of this. We don't want any trouble.""Trouble is what we're selling," another one replied, cra
Chapter 20. Price of Arrogance.
She approached the stunned Noah, her heels clicking softly on the asphalt. She reached out, her manicured fingers gently touching his arm, grounding him. "Noah..." she whispered, her eyes shining.Then, her gaze shifted to the groaning thugs on the floor. The awe in her eyes hardened into glacial fury. She stepped over a man clutching his shattered arm and looked down at the leader, who was gasping for air on the pavement."You pathetic, filthy animals," Chantel hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "You dare lay hands on him? You are nothing but dirt beneath his shoes. I will have you all thrown into the deepest, darkest hole in this city. You will beg for death before I am finished with you."The leader, coughing up blood and terrified by the demonic rage in the beautiful woman's eyes, raised a shaking hand. "P-please... we were just paid... we didn't know...""Who sent you then?" Chantel demanded, her eyes burning. When the man took too long she placed one foot against his chest