All Chapters of God of Restitution : Zero to Sovereign : Chapter 61
- Chapter 64
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Chapter 61: The Foreign Threat
The rough voice of the vanguard captain faded away into the quiet air of the master bedroom, leaving behind a thick layer of heavy silence.Supreme Commander Logan slowly lowered the tactical radio from his belt, his massive face turning completely dark like a storm cloud. He looked at Leo Sterling, waiting for the young commander to give the word to deploy the heavy border tanks.Arthur Sterling stepped forward, his newly healed body shaking slightly with a fresh wave of deep anxiety. The Forbidden Elder? Arthur whispered, his voice cracking with fear as he clutched the edge of the wooden bedpost.Leo, that old man is a shadow ghost. He controls the hidden judges of the High Council. If his secret army has crossed the river line, we are facing a total war that can burn the entire capital city to the ground.Leo Sterling did not show a single ounce of panic. He stood perfectly straight in his pure white Sovereign dress uniform, his twenty diamond and ruby medals glittering brightly un
Chapter 62: The Secret Flight
The red legal document on the digital screen gleamed under the luxury lights of the eastern office.Lord Harrington blew another thick cloud of grey cigar smoke, his face twisting into a proud, wicked smile.You have exactly twenty four hours to sign over fifty percent of your entire Sterling Empire to the Global Commerce Council, Leo. If you refuse, my cartel will ensure your five hundred luxury malls remain completely empty forever. You will be a king of nothing.The digital screen instantly went completely black as the connection cut off.Director Christian wiped the thick drops of cold sweat from his pale forehead, his knees knocking together from pure, paralyzing terror.My Lord, what do we do? If the GCC blocks our international trade for one more day, our stock values will plunge straight into the dirt. The foreign markets are already laughing at us.Leo Sterling slowly picked up his tablet from the mahogany desk, his face perfectly calm and smooth like cold glass. He did not s
Chapter 63: Chloe's Vain Boast
The small silver clutch purse lay completely still on the white marble floorboards, its glittering rhinestones reflecting the bright light of the hotel chandeliers.Chloe stared at Leo Sterling, her breathing coming in short, panicked gasps.But as she looked closer at his simple black leather jacket and his plain dark trousers, the initial wave of paralyzing terror inside her chest slowly began to melt away.She remembered that they were no longer in the capital city. They were in Oakhaven, a completely different territory ruled by the multi billionaire oligarchs of the Global Commerce Council.Leo did not have his grand military trucks here. He did not have his large army of Vanguard soldiers backing him up in this foreign lobby.A sharp, nasty laugh suddenly burst out of Chloe’s mouth, her face changing from a pale green back to a proud, arrogant pink. The public face slapping drama was just starting, and her deep, wicked vanity made her completely lose her mind.Oh, I get it now,
Chapter 64: Buying the Hotel Chain
The fat regional manager Victor held the small black security radio tight against his sweaty face. Get down here right now, Victor roared into the speaker, his voice shaking the crystal chandeliers above the grand lobby.We have a broke country peasant trying to cause trouble at the front desk. Kick him out into the muddy street and break his legs if he resists.Chloe stood right next to him, her arms crossed tightly over her tight purple dress as she let out a loud, proud giggle. Her face was full of supreme, face slapping mockery as she looked at Leo Sterling’s simple black leather jacket.See that, Leo? Chloe bragged, her voice cracking into a high pitch. This is what real power looks like. You are not in your small hometown anymore.You cannot use your cheap military tricks to scare us in Oakhaven. You are about to get thrown out like a dead dog.Four heavy set security guards burst out from the gold elevators, their thick boots pounding heavily against the polished marble floor t