All Chapters of Richard Paige: They Chose the Wrong Enemy : Chapter 61
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61: The True War Beginning
The big city office of the Sterling Horizon Group was dark and silent. The lights from the street outside reflected through the large glass like any other building in New York. For a long time, this big company had ruled most of the businesses like an iron king. But now, after the big court trial and the deserved fall of Daniel Thornton, the grand halls felt empty and cold. The old power was gone, and fear lived in every corner. The once busy corridors where managers and brokers used to run around with important papers were now quiet, save for the occasional echo of a security guard's heavy footsteps far down the hall. Every room smelled of old paper and dust, and the silence was heavy enough to announce the reality. In the main meeting room on the top floor, a single small lamp was turned on. It threw a yellow glow over the large conference table. A man sat in the high-bac
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62: Till The Last Drop!
The private study of the Godfather's estate was warm and neat, far away from the noisy streets of the city. A soft, beautiful light shone down from an old brass lamp onto a large desk. On top of the desk, many papers, printed emails, and financial charts were spread out in a wide circle. Morgan Vance was positioned in a deep leather chair, resting his chin on his hands as he looked closely at the new data. Across from him sat the Godfather, an older man with white hair and sharp, wise eyes that had seen many corporate wars over the years. The atmosphere smelled of old books and hot tea, providing a safe, calm space to plan their next moves against their skilled enemy. "Look at this pattern right here," the Godfather said, pointing his finger at a printed page full of bank transfers and company names. "When Daniel Thornton, after he ensured you disappeared two years ago and ran th
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63: Kimberly's Findings
The large Blake family house looked old and silent. The doors, dark paneled walls, and thick curtains seemed to hold many dark secrets from the past corporate wars of the city. Upstairs in the main hallway, the space smelled like old paper, heavy dust, and wood that had not seen fresh sunlight in a long time. Kimberly walked down the long carpeted floor with her school bag over one shoulder, her soft footsteps making almost no sound on the thick rugs. She needed a new set of colored pens, extra notebooks, and some graph paper for her advanced math classes at Westbrook Academy the next morning. Her mother had told her to check the old family study at the end of the hall, mentioning that there might still be some spare school supplies and stationery left inside an old wooden cabinet near the back window. Kimberly had been back from her grandmother's residence after spending o
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64: Massive Smear Campaign
The large media room on the top floor of a secret subsidiary of the Sterling Horizon Group building was full of bright television lights, flashing computer screens, and expensive broadcasting equipment that hummed quietly in the background. The hidden mastermind stood near the large glass window, looking down at the city streets below with a cold, hard look in his eyes. He had spent the last few days planning a major strike against his greatest enemy, determined to turn the tide of the war before it was too late. Since Morgan Vance and his powerful financial network had taken over most of the city's business assets and dismantled the Blakes' empire piece by piece, the mastermind knew he could not win a normal corporate fight. He had to use trickery, dirty lies, and a massive public relations attack to ruin Morgan's good name before anyone realized what was actually happening behind the scenes.Last Updated : 2026-09-08Read more
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65: Vivienne's Role
The morning sun was bright, and the newsroom was active, feeding New York with fresh information. The private corner office of Vivienne Cross was completely cool, quiet, and productive. Vivienne was at her large executive desk, her fingers moving across her computer keyboard at an incredible speed as she put the finishing touches on one of the most important investigative pieces of her career. On the main wall screen directly in front of her, the malicious smear campaign against Vance Global was still trending across every major social media network, filling comment sections with wild lies, fabricated scandals, and angry public outrage. Most ordinary journalists would have run away from the corporate chaos or waited safely on the sidelines to see who would win the war. But Vivienne was not an ordinary reporter. She was a fearless, master investigator who lived exclusively for uncovering the hard trut
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66: “There's No Money.”
The rain beat hard and cold against the dark glass windows of the Blake family mansion, making the house feel unusually gloomy, abandoned, and empty. In the large private parlor, the air smelled heavily of old dust and stale cigarette smoke that lingered from past nights of worry. Daniel Thornton sat rigidly on the edge of a vintage sofa, his expensive designer clothes wrinkled, his tie slightly crooked, and his dark hair messy. He looked nothing like the proud, confident corporate COO he used to be when he walked the executive halls of the city. He had spent the last few agonizing days locked inside a cold police holding cell following his recent sudden arrest scare, and the terrifying experience had left him paranoid, desperate, and broke. His high-priced bail bond had drained his very last personal bank accounts, stripping him of every last dollar. He knew with absolute certai
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67: The Impenetrable Merge
The bright blue and white lights of the advanced server room at Vance Global reflected across the panels and towering computer racks. Elena stood right in the middle of the room, her long hair tied back and her fingers moving swiftly across a portable tablet. Around her, dozens of expert engineers, system administrators, and cybersecurity specialists watched the main display screens with intense concentration. For the past forty-eight hours straight, Elena and her elite NovaCore technical team had been working around the clock without a single break or moment of sleep. Their mission was massive, critical, and historic: taking the cutting-edge cyber defense infrastructure of NovaCore and merging it completely with the vast global network of Vance Global to create an absolute fortress of digital security that would be hard to breach. The recent cyberattacks, data breaches, and proxy smear campaigns lau
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68: Long Wall To Redemption
The iron gates of the old city cemetery creaked open slowly and heavily as Victoria Blake walked alone down the quiet, winding stone path under a gloomy sky. The afternoon sky was covered in thick, dark grey clouds, matching the heavy sorrow that weighed deeply on her aching, tired heart. She wore a long, elegant black wool coat and pulled her cashmere scarf tightly around her neck to block the bitter, freezing wind that blew through the tall, ancient trees standing guard over the graves. Around her, old stone headstones and moss-covered monuments were placed silently in the rolling mist, but she was not looking for family tombs or any famous markers. She walked with slow, hesitant, and heavy steps toward an isolated corner near the edge of the hill where a single grey granite memorial marker was under the gentle shade of a drooping weeping willow tree. It was Richard's empty mem
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69: Whatever It Takes
The heavy doors of the executive observation deck closed with a soft, muffled click, shutting out the busy hum of the lower trading floors and the constant chatter of the corporate staff. Standing near the edge of the reinforced glass windows, Morgan Vance looked down at the rain-washed lights of the city below. He held a tumbler half-filled with cold water, his thumb gently tracing the smooth rim of the glass as he stared out into the grey distance. Below him, down on the wet, rain-swept street corner outside the old city cemetery several blocks away, his private surveillance feed had just transmitted a quiet, unexpected update straight to his secure tablet. His eyes narrowed slightly as the high-definition screen on the nearby desk displayed a live, zoomed-in digital image of Victoria Blake standing completely alone in the dark, looking down at Richard's empty memorial marker with a broken expressi
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70: A New War Dimension
The doors of the private penthouse conference room remained tightly shut as the afternoon sun beat down on the structures of the busy downtown business district. Inside the heavily guarded room, the atmosphere was filled with tension, lingering frustration, and a growing, desperate realization of failure. The anonymous mastermind stood near the edge of one of the office desks, looking down at the tiny moving vehicles, with a dark, brooding expression etched deeply across their face. For weeks, every single digital assault, proxy smear campaign, automated financial strike, and cyber-attack they had launched against Vance Global and NovaCore had failed. Elena's impenetrable digital wall and Vivienne Cross's relentless, hard-hitting investigative journalism had utterly neutralized every single weapon in their digital arsenal. Their secure servers were constantly blocked, proxy accou
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