All Chapters of THE SUPREME KING OF WEALTH : Chapter 31
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WHEN POWER CHANGED HANDS
The old man’s face twisted with rage, his eyes burning as he closed the distance. Then, without warning, he raised his hand high, aiming straight for Connor’s face. Gasps rippled through the hall. But before the slap could land. Connor’s hand shot up and caught his wrist mid-air. The grip was firm. Unshakable. Lord Kharzek’s arm trembled as he tried to force it down, but it didn’t move an inch. His expression shifted from fury to shock. Connor’s eyes turned cold. “You’ve no right.” The words were quiet, but they carried weight. Lord Kharzek struggled again, his teeth clenched. “Even if I can’t slap you here,” he spat, his voice low and venomous, “I swear you will pay for stripping me of my position.” Connor didn’t release him. “You will regret this,” Lord Kharzek continued, his voice rising. “When that time comes, you will cry and wish you never did this. You should do the needful now while you still can!” The elders exchanged tense glances. Then suddenly, they
READY FOR STEEL KHYBER
Minutes later, the SUV rolled through the tall iron gates of Glenwood Villa, the engine humming. The guards inside the vehicle were already alert. As the SUV came to a stop, the two guards stepped out swiftly, moving with practiced precision. One circled to Connor’s side and opened the door, while the other stood firmly beside him. Both men bowed deeply. “Welcome home, Master.” Connor stepped out without a word, his expression calm but distant. The weight of the council still lingered in his eyes, cold and controlled. The guards followed closely behind him as he walked into the mansion, their footsteps echoing faintly across the polished marble floor. Before the doors fully closed, another engine sound cut through the night. A sleek G-Wagon pulled into the compound. Two men stepped out—Mr. Davis and Mr. Leonard. They exchanged brief glances before heading inside with urgency. Upstairs, Connor entered his luxury suite. A servant appeared almost immediately, head lowered.
THE TECH WAR BEGINS
The morning sun stretched across Glenwood Villa with a cold golden glow, reflecting against the polished marble walls and towering glass windows. Connor stepped out of his luxury suite already dressed in a perfectly tailored black corporate suit. A golden tie rested neatly against his chest, adding a sharp contrast to the dark fabric. In one hand, he carried a sleek black suitcase while his expression remained calm and unreadable. But beneath that calmness, something dangerous was building. His leather shoes echoed softly as he descended the grand staircase. The servants standing nearby immediately lowered their heads respectfully while the massive chandelier above reflected faint light across his face. The moment Connor stepped outside the villa, two guards moved quickly toward him. “Good morning, Master,” they greeted together with deep bows. Connor gave a small nod. Just then, Mr. Davis appeared from behind, adjusting his glasses as he hurried forward. “Good morning, Master
WELCOME TO MY DOMAIN
An hour later, Connor finally looked away from the tinted window of the Rolls-Royce Spectre and spoke calmly. “Is that how far the Khyber Empire is?” One of the guards seated opposite him nodded respectfully. “Yes, Master. The Khyber Empire is located beyond the eastern waters of Caesaria. It was built on a breakaway island years ago.” Connor leaned back quietly while the city roads slowly disappeared behind them. The deeper they traveled, the more industrial the environment became. Minutes later, the Rolls-Royce finally slowed down outside a massive secured maritime zone. The driver parked carefully near a restricted checkpoint surrounded by steel fences and towering cargo cranes. The guards immediately stepped out. One of them opened Connor’s door respectfully before bowing deeply. “Welcome, Master.” Connor stepped out calmly without asking any questions. The salty ocean breeze already told him where he was. Huge shipping containers stretched across the area in endl
THE SOLARIO KB CONSPIRACY
Steel Khyber’s grip felt like iron. Connor stared calmly into the older man’s sharp eyes while the massive office doors slowly closed behind them with a heavy metallic sound. The tension in the air immediately thickened. Steel suddenly released his hand and stepped aside with a cold smile. “No one is allowed inside my office,” he said deeply. “Not even the President of Numerica. Talk less of a kid bro like you.” Connor said nothing. Steel’s heavy footsteps echoed across the polished floor as he walked forward confidently. His black suit fit perfectly around his massive frame, making him look less like a businessman and more like a ruler preparing for war. “Follow me,” Steel ordered. Connor quietly followed behind him. Minutes later, they entered another section of the restricted floor before arriving at a massive conference chamber. STRATEGIC DOMINION BOARDROOM. The metallic words glowed above the entrance. The room itself screamed power. A giant round obsidian
THROWN OUT OF KHYBERTECH
The boardroom fell into a suffocating silence. Even the rotating holographic maps across the walls seemed slower as Connor’s words settled heavily inside the enormous chamber. Steel Khyber’s face darkened instantly. The older man slowly leaned forward in his chair, his sharp eyes narrowing dangerously at Connor. “What did you just say?” Connor remained calm despite the pressure crushing the room. Steel suddenly laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Oh, so you wanted to continue from where your criminal father stopped?” he said coldly. “Kid, don’t start a battle you can’t finish. Your father didn’t survive taking what belonged to me, and now you think a little boy like you will succeed?” The executives watched silently. Steel’s voice deepened. “Like father, like son. Birds of the same feather.” Connor’s jaw tightened slightly, but he stayed composed. Steel pointed directly at him. “And as for the wireless technology, yes, it belongs to me. Your father failed b
THE SUPREME KING'S SUMMIT
The next morning, the entire command center glowed with streams of moving market data. Massive holographic screens stretched across the walls of Connor Wood’s private office inside the towering CloudTech corporation. Stock movements, acquisition reports, live financial updates, and global market trends.At the center of everything sat Connor himself behind a sleek black desk, his golden laptop already active. His cold eyes scanned the falling figures carefully. Most of the Wood Group subsidiaries remained stable. Only one corporation showed damage. Titan Origin. Connor’s fingers tapped lightly against the desk before he activated the communication system. The screen split into several sections instantly. One after another, the CEOs of the Wood Group subsidiaries appeared. The moment they saw Connor, all of them straightened immediately. “Good morning, Master.” Their voices echoed together respectfully. Connor leaned back calmly. “Because of the ongoing sabotage and espio
WAR BENEATH THE STOCK MARKET
The boardroom stayed silent for a moment, the weight of Connor’s presence pressing on every executive seated around the glass table. Connor’s eyes moved slowly across them. “Do you all understand what is truly happening with Titan Origin?” he asked. Seth Roland of Titan Origin spoke first, carefully choosing his words. “Yes, Master. The pressure on our stock is not natural. It is coordinated. They are calling it sabotage and market interference from KhyberTech.” Connor nodded once, then turned slightly toward him. “I have finally met Steel Khyber,” Connor said. “And this matter will be taken to court.” The room shifted immediately. Garry Franks raised his head. “Master, are you confirming direct legal action against KhyberTech?” “Yes,” Connor replied calmly. “The Federal High Court of Numerica will hear it. And if required, the Commercial Arbitration Division in the Caesaria Economic Court will also be engaged.” Harold Vance frowned. “But Master, Steel Khyber is alr
SHE FALLS AT HIS FEET AGAIN
Minutes later, Connor stepped into the luxury suite inside Glenwood Villa. The massive room carried its usual silence, while the marble floors reflected the warm chandelier lights. Connor removed his suit slowly and picked up his iPhone 17 from the table. He immediately dialed Mr Davis number again. The line rang once. Then disconnected. Connor’s eyes narrowed slightly. At that exact moment, a message flashed across the screen. Master, it’s Mr Davis. I’m waiting outside. Connor stood up immediately and walked toward the suite entrance. The moment he opened the door, Mr Davis bowed respectfully. “I called earlier this morning, Master,” Mr Davis said carefully. “But there was no response.” Connor nodded once. “I was busy with my subsidiaries. There was an urgent meeting.” His gaze sharpened slightly. “What’s the call for?” Mr Davis hesitated briefly before speaking. “It concerns the same woman. Mrs Agatha White.” Connor’s expression changed slightly at the m
THE DRAGON THRONE OF RISTON
He remained seated quietly inside the luxury sitting room long after Mrs White left with Mr Davis. The silence inside Glenwood Villa felt heavier now. His calm eyes rested on the glowing television screen, but his thoughts were somewhere else. The same woman who once mocked him like a beggar had just knelt before him crying for mercy. Power truly changed everything. He slowly picked up his phone and dialed another number. The call connected almost immediately. “Master,” Mr Leonard’s respectful voice sounded from the other side. Connor stood up slowly and walked toward the large glass window overlooking the villa compound. “Prepare the podium immediately,” he said calmly. “I wants to address the Riston Tribe today.” “Yes, Master.” “And notify the servant in charge of my regalia. I’m going to Riston Tribal Land.” Mr Leonard sounded slightly surprised. “Understood, Master. Everything will be prepared at once.” Connor ended the call calmly. Several minutes later, soft