2026-03-11 04:50:44"Call the police right now."
Victor pointed a shaking and furious finger directly at Malcolm. His face was entirely red with blistering rage. "I want this homeless fraud arrested for disrupting a public city auction," Victor screamed at the board members. "He does not have ten million dollars. He is a pathetic beggar." The head auctioneer nervously reached for his desk phone. He was intimidated by Victor and did not want to lose the billionaire heir as an investor. Before the auctioneer could dial, the doors of the boardroom swung wide open. Arthur Hensley walked into the room. He was the senior regional director of the National Central Bank. He was flanked by two heavily armed bank security officers. Victor immediately smiled in triumph. He recognized the senior bank director instantly. "Arthur," Victor shouted loudly. "Thank god you are here. This absolute trash is trying to forge financial documents at a city auction." Victor walked aggressively toward Arthur. He pointed back at Malcolm with a deeply arrogant sneer. "Tell these board members that this loser is completely broke," Victor demanded. "Tell them his account is entirely empty so we can throw him in a jail cell." Arthur stopped walking. He looked at Victor Hargrove with an expression of pure and unadulterated disgust. Victor was a minor client who held thirty million dollars at the bank. He was a loud and obnoxious rich kid. Malcolm was a hidden mega billionaire holding three billion dollars capital. Arthur completely ignored Victor. He did not even offer the arrogant heir a polite greeting. Arthur walked directly past Victor and stopped exactly two feet in front of Malcolm. Then the senior regional director of the largest bank in the country bowed entirely at the waist. "Mr Drayton," Arthur said. His voice was incredibly respectful and loud enough for the entire room to hear. "I brought the secure verification protocols you requested." The entire boardroom fell into a stunned and heavy silence. Victor froze completely. His outstretched hand dropped slowly to his side. He stared at the bowing bank director in absolute confusion. "Arthur what are you doing?" Victor stammered. His voice suddenly lacked all of its previous arrogant power. "He is my ex's husband. He is a live-in servant." Arthur turned his head and glared viciously at Victor. "Keep your mouth completely shut Mr Hargrove," Arthur snapped. His tone was laced with absolute venom. "You are speaking to our most valued premier client. Show some respect or I will personally close all of your bank accounts today." Victor felt the blood entirely drain from his face. Arthur walked over to the auctioneer desk. He plugged a secure encrypted tablet directly into the main projector system of the boardroom. "The National Central Bank officially guarantees the bidding power of Mr Malcolm Drayton," Arthur announced to the city officials. Arthur pressed a button on the tablet. The massive digital screen behind the auctioneer lit up brightly. It displayed Malcolm's verified checking account balance in massive bold green numbers. Three billion dollars. Victor stared at the massive projection on the wall. His legs instantly gave out from underneath him. He collapsed heavily into his leather chair. His breath came in shallow and frantic gasps. Three billion dollars in pure liquid spending power. Victor was currently worth thirty million dollars. His entire net worth was literally one percent of the cash Malcolm had sitting in a standard checking account. Victor was not even a speck of dust compared to the financial god sitting across from him. Caroline stood completely paralyzed next to the table. Her beautiful face was as pale as a fresh corpse. Her entire worldview shattered into a million jagged pieces. She had spent years treating Malcolm like a disgusting and useless parasite. She had eagerly divorced him yesterday to secure her future with Victor. She had thrown away a literal multi billionaire to sleep with a pathetic small time rich kid. The magnitude of her own greed and stupidity hit her like a speeding freight train. She felt violently sick to her stomach. Malcolm remained seated in his leather chair. He was terrifyingly calm. He looked directly into Victor's terrified eyes. "Thirty million dollars," Malcolm said smoothly. His voice echoed like thunder in the completely silent room. Malcolm raised his hand and looked at the stunned auctioneer. "My new bid is exactly thirty million dollars," Malcolm stated clearly. The board members stared at him in absolute awe. He was purposely overpaying by twenty five million dollars just to prove a point. Malcolm leaned forward and smiled a cold and dead smile at Victor. "I just spent your entire life value on a pile of ugly concrete," Malcolm said quietly. "You are absolutely nothing to me Victor." Victor opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. His massive ego was completely eradicated. He had been publicly humiliated in front of the entire city elite. The head auctioneer swallowed hard. He practically slammed his wooden gavel through the solid mahogany table. "Sold," the auctioneer shouted frantically. "The property is officially sold to Mr Drayton for thirty million dollars." Malcolm stood up gracefully. He buttoned his dark jacket and walked toward the exit. He did not spare a single glance for the two shattered villains sitting at the table. He walked out of the heavy double doors and stepped into the quiet marble hallway. He needed to contact his construction crew immediately. The apocalypse was exactly twenty nine days away. He heard desperate and frantic footsteps echoing behind him. "Malcolm please wait." Caroline ran out of the boardroom. Tears were streaming heavily down ruining her perfectly powdered face. She reached out and desperately grabbed his jacket sleeve. "Malcolm, we made a terrible mistake," Caroline cried. Her voice was trembling with pathetic desperation. "Victor manipulated me. He forced me to sign those divorce papers yesterday." Malcolm stopped walking. He looked down at the hand grabbing his sleeve. He remembered how she had casually typed a text message on her phone while he froze to death outside her window. Malcolm violently yanked his arm away. He brushed his sleeve exactly where she had touched him as if wiping away a disgusting disease. "Do not ever touch me again," Malcolm said. His voice was so utterly devoid of human warmth that Caroline recoiled in terror. He turned his back on her completely. He pulled his phone from his pocket and dialed Ironcrest Holdings. "The property is officially secured," Malcolm said into the phone as he walked toward the exit. "Bring the heavy machinery right now. Start the geothermal drill immediately.”
Previous Chapter
Latest Chapter
Zero Entitlement
"We have sixty eight hours of combustible energy remaining on the primary gauge."Kira leaned her weight onto her uninjured leg and pointed at the flashing red numbers on the main console. She kept her posture rigid to mask the dull throbbing pain radiating from her bandaged thigh.Malcolm gripped the steering yoke of the Leviathan. The mobile warship ground its way through the frozen northern suburbs of the dead metropolis. They followed the coordinates extracted from the ruined bomber flight recorder."The drag from the deep snowdrifts is increasing our fuel consumption," Malcolm noted. He watched the reinforced plow blades push a mountain of icy debris off the ruined asphalt."General Varga consolidated his supply lines at a staging ground ten miles from this intersection," Kira stated. "We will intercept his fuel convoy before our tanks run dry, but we will not catch them by surprise.""I do not need the element of surprise when I drive a titanium fortress," Malcolm replied."You
Zero Boom
"Bring her down low for a victory lap."Flight Commander Vance pushed the control yoke forward and grinned as the digital altimeter spun backward. The military bomber descended through the dense winter cloud layer, breaking the cloud ceiling to reveal the frozen ruins of the Mega City below."We have visual confirmation on the civilian target," his co pilot reported from the adjacent seat. The junior officer tapped the targeting console. "The mobile fortress is idling on the interstate."Vance adjusted his communication headset. He toggled the frequency to patch directly into the Vanguard ground forces stationed at the barricades across the urban grid."This is Eagle One initiating an intimidation pass," Vance announced to the infantry squads below. "Let them hear the engines boys. We are going to rattle the teeth right out of his arrogant skull."Down on the icy streets the elite soldiers raised their rifles into the air and cheered. The deafening roar of the twin jet engines washed
Zero Knowledge
"The transit hub is gone."Kira gripped the edge of the desk as a violent tremor shook the thick floorboards of the command center. She stared at the high resolution optical feed with wide hollow eyes.Three miles down the frozen interstate a colossal pillar of orange fire erupted from the city grid. The military bombers just unleashed their payload directly onto the subterranean commercial storage tanks. Plumes of thick black smoke breached the dense winter cloud layer and blotted out the pale sun."They vaporized the diesel reserve," Kira stated. Her voice carried the harsh rasp of absolute defeat.She pressed her hand against her bandaged thigh as a fresh wave of nausea flooded her stomach. Her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird. She knew the grim mathematics of their current trajectory. The mobile fortress was bleeding energy, and the military just destroyed their only bridge to the quarantine zone.We are going to die inside this metal box, Kira calculated the bl
Zero Partnership
"They are choking off the routes."Kira leaned her weight against the edge of the desk while her fingers traced the sprawling map of the dead metropolis. The Leviathan rumbled through the labyrinth of frozen skyscrapers, but the military had abandoned their direct assault tactics in favor of a much wider snare."General Varga is adapting to our armor," Kira explained. She tapped a cluster of red tactical icons blinking on the screen. "He knows his penetrators cannot pierce your titanium hull, so he is deploying his remaining armored columns to blockade every major exit out of the Mega City."Malcolm stood near the viewport with a crystal glass of water in his hand. He watched the ruined urban landscape roll past the reinforced glass. Millions of infected citizens swarmed the lower streets, yet the towering metal fortress crushed them beneath its steel treads without a single hesitation.The titanium tracks pulverized a line of abandoned city buses. The grinding shriek of tearing metal
Zero Future
"Keep your head down Kira."Malcolm drove the superheated thermal blade straight into the pressurized steel cylinder. The glowing metal edge breached the brass valve with zero resistance."Cover your ears," Malcolm ordered.The resulting reaction tore the room apart. Extreme heat met dense compressed gas in an enclosed space. The green steel tank ruptured. A concussive wave of expanding pressure pulverized the security door.The metal slab ripped free from its hinges. It launched into the hospital hallway like an artillery shell.Kira curled behind the steel medical gurney. The shockwave punched her ribs through the ballistic vest. Her vision flashed white.Nausea flooded her stomach. She tasted bitter bile in her throat. She pressed her hands against the cold floor tiles to ground her spinning equilibrium.Malcolm stepped through the gray smoke. The Ironcrest Exoskeleton absorbed the blunt force trauma without sustaining damage. He scanned the corridor with his thermal optics.The bl
Zero Evolution
"Tear the metal man apart."Silas pointed a jagged crystalline finger toward the center of the courtyard. The pale blue mutant did not raise his voice. He issued the command with the lazy arrogance of a king addressing his executioners.Three figures emerged from the dark corridors of the hospital emergency wing. The fading light illuminated their grotesque biological enhancements.A woman stepped forward. Thick ridges of calcified bone protruded directly through her pale skin. The dermal plating covered her forearms and her jawline like organic armor.A tall man flanked her right side. He possessed elongated muscular thighs. The dense muscle fibers bulged against his torn jeans. His anatomy was engineered for terrifying kinetic bursts of speed.A third survivor lurked in the shadows. He remained motionless while the other two advanced."They are his hunting pack," Kira warned. She kept her suppressed pistol aimed at the approaching monsters. "They are Superhumas.""They are biologica
You may also like
Holy Demon God
LuoFeng91521.1K viewsWelcome back Transmigrator
MaryahLu20.0K viewsTales of the Slime Tamer
Rapture Tales63.3K viewsThe Strongest Son-in-law
VKBoy29.5K viewsThe Dark Lord's Second Chance
SomeElfGuy223 viewsI Died on My Wedding Day
Galad Riel551 viewsRise of the Forsaken Immortal
Gbemudia350 viewsAlchemist Reborn: Ruler of the Immortal Legion
Wednesday Adaire931 views