All Chapters of THE SUPREME KING OF WEALTH : Chapter 101
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HE FINALLY MET SULFUR CALHOUN
Minutes later, the police SUV moved through the busy roads of Augustrio. Connor sat silently at the back while the officers around him remained alert. Through the transparent window, he could see crowds moving along sidewalks, vehicles filling the streets, and countless eyes turning toward the police transport. Then he heard the voices. “Wait... isn't that Master Wood of Caesaria?” A man standing near a traffic light pointed directly at the vehicle. “It is him!” The reaction spread quickly. People stopped walking. Several brought out their phones. Others pressed closer to get a better look through the window. “I heard he tried entering Calhoun Empire with a fake verification card.” “Yeah, that's what the news said.” “That's why he was arrested.” “I wonder where the police are taking him to this time around.” More voices joined the discussion. A middle-aged woman frowned when she saw Connor's bruised face. “What happened to him?” Another man immediately answered. “I
INTERROGATION BETWEEN TWO BUSINESS TITANS
The lights continued turning on one after another. Connor stood motionless as the darkness retreated from the massive room. Then he finally saw the man. Sulfur Calhoun. The old man looked exactly as terrifying as the rumors described. His gray hair was neatly combed back. Deep wrinkles covered his aged face like scars left behind by countless battles. He wore an expensive dark suit with a matching tie beneath a long black coat. Despite his age, his presence was overwhelming. His eyes alone felt dangerous. Yet Connor did not shiver. Not even slightly. A poisonous smile appeared on Calhoun's face. He slowly extended his hand. “You're welcome, kid.” Connor's eyes narrowed slightly. Kid? Steel Khyber usually used the same word whenever he spoke to him. Connor extended his own hand. “My pleasure.” Their hands met. The handshake lasted only a few seconds. Calhoun chuckled. “Nobody dares enter this room. Not even world leaders.” Calhoun's eyes locked onto Connor. “Talk
YOU JUST SIGNED YOUR DESTRUCTION
The fury burning inside Calhoun's eyes had already erased every trace of patience. His chest rose and fell heavily as his fingers tightened around the overturned whiskey glass. Then he finally spoke. “I'll give you twenty-four hours.” His voice was low, but every word carried terrifying weight. “Twenty-four hours to go to the media and publicly tell the world that I am innocent.” Calhoun slowly stood from his throne chair. “If you don't, and the ultimatum passes, you'll see the other side of me. I swear it.” His eyes narrowed into slits. “You can call me the mastermind all you want, but refuse to do what I suggested and you'll learn exactly what I'm capable of doing.” The old man began pacing around the sitting room. “As for your father, yes, I warned him not to open that technology empire.” Connor remained silent. Calhoun pointed at himself. “Because I entered that market first. He was copying my footsteps and trying to create competition that would affect my market inf
THE COST OF STANDING FIRM
His furious roar echoed through the sitting room like thunder. His finger remained pointed at Connor while the terrifying frown on his face grew wider. The atmosphere became suffocating. Connor sat calmly in his chair, showing no fear despite the storm raging before him. A few moments later, footsteps echoed from outside. The security guard immediately opened the massive door. Four men entered. The one leading them was a giant. His body looked like it had been carved from stone. He wore a black trench coat, black gloves, and black boots. Three equally intimidating men followed behind him. The four men stopped several feet away and bowed. “At your service, Lord Calhoun.” Calhoun pointed at Connor instantly. “This kid dared challenge me.” His voice dripped with rage. “Teach him some brutal lessons he won't forget for the rest of his existence.” The giant man called Samson glanced at Connor. His eyes contained no emotion. Calhoun slowly turned toward Connor. “You'll dear
THE MASTER'S UNEXPECTED RESCUE
The first whip had barely risen into the air when a thunderous voice exploded across the empty field. “DON'T DARE FLOG HIM!” The shout rolled through the dry land like a shockwave. The three men froze instantly. Samson's eyes narrowed. The wind swept across the cactus field as another command followed. “If any of you try it, all of you will be severely shot dead. Right now.” Click! Click! Click! The sound of numerous gun triggers being pulled echoed from every direction. The smiles on the men's faces vanished. Slowly, they turned around. What they saw made their expressions change completely. Fourteen armed men stood around the area in perfect formation. They wore navy-blue military uniforms. An eagle emblem shone proudly on their chests. Every gun was aimed directly at Samson and his companions. The leader stepped forward. His sharp eyes carried overwhelming authority. “Drop those whips,” he ordered coldly. “Drop every weapon you're carrying an
THE EAGLE SQUADS WRATH
A heavy silence settled over the cactus field after Don Tornado's question.The evening wind swept across the dry land, carrying dust between the kneeling men and the armed Eagle Squad members.Every eye was fixed on Connor.Don Tornado looked at him carefully.“Master, how did you come over here without informing us?”Connor remained silent.Don Tornado continued, his voice respectful but filled with concern.“Normally, this state has been in rivalry and hostility with Caesaria throughout history. During your late father's era, he transformed Caesaria into Numerica's financial center, a position that was once held by this state. His achievements attracted businessmen, investors, and visitors from all over the world, many of whom previously came here instead.”His eyes narrowed.“Meanwhile, this place slowly became dry and forgotten. Even your late father never visited here once. He spent his entire life building Caesaria from nothing into what it is today.”Connor sighed softly.“Don
ALL ROUTES LEAD TO SHADOW DISTRICT
Connor's injured body screamed with every step, but he never slowed down. The Eagle Squad maintained a tight escort formation as they crossed the final stretch of the empty cactus land. The fading sunlight painted long shadows across the dry ground while the wind continued to howl around them. A few minutes later, four vehicles came into view. Three black tactical armored vehicles waited beside the dirt road. Parked between them was a luxurious Rolls-Royce Cullinan, its polished body gleaming even beneath the dusty evening sky. The contrast was striking. A man wearing rumpled prison clothes was being escorted toward one of the most expensive vehicles in the world. Before anyone reached the vehicles, Don Tornado suddenly turned toward Connor. “Master, what about the guards who followed you into this state?” Connor stopped briefly. His expression darkened. “They're still alive.” Don Tornado's eyes narrowed. “Where are they?” Connor looked toward the distant horizon. “They
DANGER BEHIND THE CONVOY
The convoy tore through the evening roads like a spear cutting through the darkness. Inside the Rolls-Royce Cullinan, Connor sat quietly as the fading sunlight disappeared behind the distant horizon. Through the tinted window, buildings began appearing one after another. “Entering Shadow District,” a voice reported through the communication channel. Immediately, every Eagle Squad member became alert. Connor looked outside. The district was exactly as he remembered. The roads were wide and spotless. Modern buildings stood on both sides. Expensive and luxury residences lined the streets. Yet despite its development, the entire district felt strangely quiet. Too quiet and eerie. “It feels dead,” one Eagle Squad member muttered through the headset. “I was thinking the same thing.” “Not many people outside.” Connor narrowed his eyes. “When three police officers brought me here earlier, it was exactly like this.” Don Tornado's voice sounded through the channel. “A wealthy dist
THE HUNT THAT BACKFIRED
The convoy roared into Augustrio’s busy roads, cutting through streams of headlights and neon reflections as night finally settled over the city. Inside the channel, tension snapped instantly. “Make sure their lives will be ended today!” Sulfur Calhoun’s voice exploded through the communication system, sharp and venomous. “Failure will attract my wrath upon all of you. And believe me, it will surely lead to your early graves! Kill them all… especially Connor!” His voice echoed inside both assassin vehicles like a curse. Arrowhead’s eyes hardened as he gripped the comm. “You heard Lord Calhoun. No mistakes. We end this now.” Another assassin responded quickly, “Understood. No hesitation.” Arrowhead leaned forward. “We should be fast enough before they disappear. If we lose them, we should be ready that comes.” A second voice added, “Lord Calhoun’s warning was brutal. We can’t afford failure.” Arrowhead barked, “Then we should move quickly! We shouldn’t let this task sli
THE DRAGON SQUAD TAKES CHARGE
The burning wreckage continued to crackle beneath the dark Augustrio sky. Connor stood motionless on the damaged road, his sharp eyes fixed on the darkness above. The flames from the destroyed assassin vehicles painted the surrounding buildings in shades of orange and black while thick smoke rose toward the clouds. The second roar echoed again. This time, it was closer. Every Eagle Squad member tightened their grip on their weapons. Don Tornado's face turned grim. “Master... I don't think we're safe yet.” Connor remained calm, but his mind was racing. The mysterious fighter jet had destroyed the assassins with frightening precision. Yet no one knew who was inside. What if they had simply targeted the wrong side? What if the assassins had been eliminated by mistake? What if the real target was them? Several Eagle Squad members clearly shared the same thought. “Sir,” one soldier said nervously, “what if they realize the mistake and come after us next?” Another