All Chapters of The 900 Billion Dollar Heir: Chapter 41
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Chapter Forty - Name Recognition
Duane pulled out his phone and dialed Catherine. She answered immediately. "Mr. Wordsworth." "I need you to handle something. The estate landlord at Greenfield Heights is refusing to let me into the apartment I purchased. He says I need background checks that will take a week." There was a pause. "What's the landlord's name?" "I don't know. Find out." "One moment, sir." Duane heard typing on the other end. "Theodore Sterling," Catherine said, her voice tight. "He owns the estate." "Then call him and get this sorted." "Sir, I'm afraid Mr. Sterling is... out of my reach." Duane frowned. "What do you mean?" "He's extremely wealthy and well-connected. He owns Sterling Financial Bank, which is one of Pinnacle Reserve's biggest rivals. We don't have leverage over him." Duane's hand tightened around his phone. "Then give me his contact information. And tell me where he is right now." "Yes, sir." Catherine sent him a phone number and an address—a private club downtown where Theo
Chapter Forty Two - Shoeshine Boy
Duane smiled as Francis's voice came through the phone, loud and crude."Where the hell are you, you worthless piece of trash? I've been waiting here for over an hour!""Francis, calm down—""Don't tell me to calm down! Where did you move your mother to? Where are you hiding like the coward you are?"Duane leaned against the car and let Francis continue."You think you can threaten my sister and get away with it? You're nothing! You've always been nothing! A pathetic, broke, useless excuse for a man!"Francis went on for two full minutes, his insults getting more creative and desperate.Finally, Duane interrupted. "Where are you right now?""At your mother's old apartment. Where else?""Wait there. I'm coming.""You better—"Duane hung up.Leon looked at him through the rearview mirror. "Sir, I can handle this. You don't need to—""No. I want to see this myself.""Are you sure?""Completely."Leon nodded and started driving.Twenty minutes later, they pulled up in front of the old apa
Chapter Forty Three - Blacklisted
Gloria and her mother stood frozen in the doorway as Francis stumbled inside.His face was swollen, bruises blooming across his cheeks. His shirt was torn. Blood stained his collar."Francis!" Their mother rushed forward. "What happened to you?""Duane." Francis's voice shook. "He had men. Guards. They beat me.""That bastard!" Gloria's mother grabbed her phone. "I'm calling the police right now. He can't get away with this!""No!" Francis grabbed her wrist. "Don't.""What do you mean, don't? Look at you!""Mom, Duane is different now. He's powerful. He has money, influence, guards who appear out of nowhere. If we go to the police without proof, it'll just make things worse."Gloria stared at her brother. "You're scared of him.""I'm being realistic.""He's nobody!" Gloria's voice rose. "He's a penniless, worthless, nameless live-in son-in-law who added nothing to my life! He can't suddenly become powerful!""Then explain this!" Francis gestured to his bruised face. "Explain how he ha
Chapter Forty Four - Comatose
Duane stood at the edge of the construction site with Maya beside him, both of them looking out at the expanse of steel and concrete."This is just the foundation," he said. "Wait until you see the full vision."Maya turned to him. "How tall is it going to be?""Fifty stories."Her eyes widened. "Fifty?""Yes. The lower floors will have luxury stores, restaurants, entertainment venues. The middle floors will be office spaces for businesses. And the upper floors will have penthouse residences—exclusive, expensive, for people who want the best.""That's incredible.""There's more. I'm including a private hospital wing on floors fifteen through twenty. Top-tier medical care, only for residents and premium clients."Maya shook her head in amazement. "And a fashion store?""A flagship store. The biggest in the estate. It'll make Harrison's store look like a boutique."Workers moved across the site below them, operating machinery, laying rebar, pouring concrete. The foundation was complete,
Chapter Forty Five - No Reason
Duane walked into the hospital wearing a baseball cap pulled low over his face and sunglasses despite the indoor lighting.The receptionist looked up as he approached."Can I help you?""I'm here to visit Gloria Wordsworth. Room 412."The receptionist checked her computer. "I'm sorry, but Ms. Wordsworth isn't accepting visitors right now.""I'm her husband."The receptionist's expression shifted. "Oh. In that case, you can go up. Fourth floor."Duane took the elevator up and walked down the quiet hallway.When he reached room 412, he pushed the door open.Gloria's mother sat in a chair beside the bed, her head bowed, her hands clasped in her lap.She looked up when he entered, and her eyes went wide."You—"Duane raised a finger to his lips. "Don't scream. Don't panic. Just listen."Gloria's mother stood slowly, her face pale. "What are you doing here?""I came to see my wife.""You have no right—""I have every right. Now leave. I want to speak with her alone.""I'm not leaving you a
Chapter Forty Six - Begging
Duane stood in the admissions office of Wellington Institute with Maya beside him.The counselor behind the desk looked through Maya's transcripts, nodding approvingly."These are excellent grades, Miss Wordsworth. You'll have no trouble getting accepted here."Maya beamed. "Really?""Absolutely. We'd be honored to have you."Duane's phone rang.Theodore Sterling's name appeared on the screen."Excuse me," Duane said to the counselor. He stepped into the hallway and answered. "Yes?""Mr. Wordsworth! Good morning! How are you doing today?"Theodore's voice was too cheerful, too eager."What do you want?""I, uh, I wanted to apologize again for the delay with your apartment. That was completely unacceptable, and I—""You already apologized. Why are you calling now?""Well, I wanted to make it up to you. Properly. I'm offering you additional land in Greenfield Heights. Free of charge. As compensation."Duane's jaw tightened. "I don't want your land.""But it's a generous offer! Prime loc
Chapter Forty Seven - Mr.Wealthy Nobody
Three months had passed since Duane's last phone call with Gloria.He sat in his new apartment—a penthouse he'd purchased in a luxury building overlooking the city—and scrolled through his phone.Seventeen missed calls from Gloria.Twelve voicemails.He deleted them all without listening.He didn't need to hear her begging. Didn't need to hear her excuses.All he wanted was for her to show up at the opening ceremony.To see what he'd built.To understand exactly what she'd lost when she threw him away.His phone rang.Leon's name appeared."Sir, the final construction report is in. The tower is complete."Duane smiled. "Good.""The inauguration ceremony is scheduled for tomorrow night. We've sent invitations to every major business owner in the city, plus international investors who've expressed interest.""How many confirmed attendees?""Over five hundred so far. And the number keeps growing.""Perfect."Duane hung up and walked to the window.In the distance, he could see Wordsworth
Chapter Forty Eight - Arrival
The airport was chaos.Private jets landed one after another, their passengers stepping out in designer suits and expensive dresses. Wealthy businessmen. Tycoons. International investors.All of them had come for one thing—to witness the inauguration of Wordsworth Tower and discover the identity of Mr. Wealthy Nobody.Alfred Williams stepped out of his limousine at the tower entrance, adjusting his tie nervously.Theodore Sterling arrived moments later, his face tight with anxiety.Harrison Cashmere pulled up in his own car, looking equally uncomfortable.The three men exchanged glances."Have you heard anything?" Harrison asked quietly."Nothing," Alfred replied. "Just that he'll reveal himself tonight."Theodore wiped his forehead. "I don't know whether to be excited or terrified.""Both," Alfred said. "Definitely both."They walked toward the entrance together, joining the stream of guests flowing into the tower.The lobby was magnificent with marble floors, crystal chandeliers, fl
Chapter Forty Nine - The Ultimatum
Gloria pushed the trash cart toward the service exit, her uniform stiff and uncomfortable.She hated this. She hated wearing this ridiculous outfit and being ordered around like a servant but she'd play along for now.As she reached for the door, voices caught her attention.She looked up and froze – it was Maya.Duane's sister stood near the entrance, talking on her phone.Gloria ducked behind a pillar, her heart racing.What was Maya doing here?"I know, I know," Maya said into the phone. "I'm sorry, Duane. But I had to come. This is too important to miss."Gloria's eyes widened.Maya was talking to Duane."Yes, I'm at the entrance. The security won't let me through without an invitation."Gloria moved closer, careful to stay hidden."Okay. I'll wait here. Thank you!"Maya hung up and looked around excitedly.A few minutes later, a black SUV pulled up.Leon stepped out and approached Maya."Miss Wordsworth, please come with me.""Where are we going?""To meet your brother. He's wait
Chapter Fifty - The Twist
Duane's voice was low and dangerous. "Don't ever raise your hand at my mother again."Gloria rubbed her wrist, defiant. "I'll do whatever I want.""No. You won't.""You can't stop me from getting what I deserve. Half of everything you own is mine by law."Duane turned away from her and looked at Leon. "We're moving forward with the plan.""Sir?""But there's going to be a slight twist."Leon nodded. "What do you need?""Call the MC at the tower. Tell him to introduce the founder now. Not in an hour. Now.""Yes, sir."Leon stepped out of the room to make the call.Gloria watched with confusion. "What are you doing?"Duane turned back to her. "You want a divorce? Fine. You'll get one.""And the settlement?""We'll discuss that."Gloria's eyes narrowed. "There's nothing to discuss. I want half.""Then bring your papers tomorrow morning. Both our lawyers will be present. We'll sign everything properly."Gloria hesitated. "Tomorrow morning?""Yes. Here at the hotel. Nine AM. Bring your law