2024-09-10 08:19:08After walking aimlessly for what felt like hours, Tedmond finally stopped to rest on a park bench. He clutched his bag on his lap while scrolling through his phone.
Though he had boldly told them they’d regret their actions, he had no idea how that would happen.
The first thing he did was check his account balance, hoping he had enough money for some food. The remaining $1 glared back at him.
“Damn it,” he muttered, digging into his wallet, only to find it empty as well. “I’m really broke.”
The more he stared at his account, the more it mocked him. He was about to shut off his phone when a message notification chimed. Expecting it to be from Lisa, he frowned but checked it anyway.
As he opened the message, his jaw dropped. It was a bank alert, notifying him of a credit to his account.
"Your account has been credited with $10,000,000,000," the message read.
He rubbed his eyes and counted the digits one by one.
“Ten billion dollars!” he screamed, shocked. But noticing people on the street staring at him, he quickly composed himself. “Oh, ten billion dollars... in the game. Such a fun game,” he added hastily.
The people who had turned to him quickly looked away, unimpressed.
Tedmond checked his account balance again, and indeed, the numbers stared back at him: $10,000,000,001.
As he was trying to wrap his head around it, his phone rang, startling him. Seeing an unknown number, he answered it in a hurry.
“Hello,” Tedmond said.
“Hello, Mr. Tedmond Griffin. It’s a pleasure to speak with you. You’ve been selected as the heir to the fortune of the Washington family.”
Tedmond’s jaw nearly hit the ground.
“Since you’ve passed the test, you can come over now. Meet us at Finsall’s Hospital. You don’t have much time.”
“Wait!” Tedmond half-yelled. “What are you talking about? How am I the heir to the Washington family fortune? Who are they?”
“You’ll find out soon enough, young master,” the man on the phone replied. “Finsall’s Hospital, room 509. You have twenty minutes. We’ll be waiting.”
“I don’t—” Beep! Beep!
The call ended before Tedmond could say anything more. Confused and curious, he bolted toward the street, hailed a taxi, and got in as quickly as he could.
“Finsall’s Hospital!”
Soon after, he was dashing out of the taxi, glancing at his account balance, now reduced to $9,999,999,981 after paying the fare. They wouldn’t mind, right?
Entering the hospital, he rushed past the front desk, already knowing the room number. Several women nearby turned to look at him immediately.
“Hey!” one of the women called, eyeing his appearance. “Why are you here?” she asked. “This hospital doesn’t treat people like you. Only the wealthy can afford it.”
Tedmond paused and glanced back at her. The women scowled, making him glance at his worn-out shoes.
“I’m here to see someone,” he replied. “I don’t see why I shouldn’t be.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Don’t you know you have to check in before going upstairs?”
“Why? I already know the room number. Why bother with trivial formalities?”
“How dare you!” she yelled, her brows twitching in anger. “With your appearance, there’s no way anyone from your family is here! You’re lying! If you're telling the truth, what’s the room number?”
The other women nodded in agreement.
“That’s right,” one of them said. “You must be here to steal from the sick.”
“Room 509,” Tedmond replied without hesitation.
“Hah!” the first woman sneered, a smirk playing on her lips. “The hospital rooms stop at 508! I knew you were lying! You son of a bitch!”
Before Tedmond could respond, the second woman shouted, “Security! Security!”
Tedmond blinked in confusion. Had he heard the room number wrong? He was sure the man on the phone had said room 509.
Security guards arrived, and the first woman pointed at Tedmond.
“Get him out of here! He’s here to cause trouble. A poor brat like him thinks he can sneak in and steal from the patients. Throw him out!”
The guards grabbed Tedmond, ready to drag him away.
“I’m not a thief!” Tedmond protested. “I’m here to meet someone in ward 509.”
“What’s going on here?” a loud voice demanded, stopping everyone in their tracks.
The guards froze and turned around. Tedmond saw a thin man with a long nose and blond hair that looked like a wig approaching. The women’s faces lit up.
“Oh, Mr. Gregory!” one of the women said, fluttering her eyelashes. “This boy is trying to sneak into the hospital under false pretenses! He claims he’s visiting someone in a non-existent room!”
Mr. Gregory was the hospital’s Chief Operating Officer, in charge of overseeing operations and managing departments.
“A non-existent room?” Mr. Gregory repeated. “What room?”
Tedmond freed himself from the guards' grip. “Room 509,” he said, glancing at the clock and seeing he only had five minutes left.
At the mention of room 509, Mr. Gregory’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“Room 509?” Gregory asked. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t that Mr. Washington’s room?” Gregory muttered, then glared at Tedmond. “How dare someone like you claim to be connected to the Washington family?!”
Everyone chuckled upon hearing "Washington."
Realizing he was running out of time, Tedmond quickly dialed the number that had called him earlier. The person picked up immediately.
“Yes, young master. Are you here?”
“I’m at the front desk, but a man named Gregory won’t let me in,” Tedmond said, staring directly at Gregory.
“How dare he?!” the man on the phone growled. “Don’t worry, I’ll handle everything.”
The call ended, and the people around Tedmond looked at him with disdain.
“Do you think your fake call will scare me?” Gregory sneered. “What makes you think you could get in here?”
Just then, Gregory’s phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, hesitating. It was his boss.
‘Why is the boss calling me?’ Gregory wondered, eyeing Tedmond warily. ‘Could he really be involved?’
Gregory answered in his most polite tone. “Hello...”
“How dare you?!” a harsh voice bellowed, loud enough for everyone to hear. “How dare you deny entrance to the guest of the Washington family?! Are you tired of living?!”
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CHAPTER 708
With a flick of her wrists, two silver handles slid into Ivy’s palms. She drew them apart, and a thin, nearly invisible strand of monofilament wire hissed tight between them. Moonlight skimmed its edge, turning it into a stray beam of silver suspended in the dark.Caleb’s grin didn’t falter, though his pace slowed. “A garrote? You think you’ll get close enough to use a string on me? I’ll snap your neck before you even loop it.”“Try me,” Ivy whispered.Caleb roared and lunged, moving with explosive speed that defied his injuries. His gauze-wrapped fist arced toward her temple, a blow meant to end the fight in a single strike.Ivy didn’t retreat.She stepped in.She slipped beneath his guard, the wire singing as her arms crossed.The filament kissed Caleb’s forearm and sliced through fabric and skin with terrifying ease. He hissed, jerking back… But Ivy was already gone.Behind him.“Hugo, look,” Lottie breathed, eyes wide as the clearing blurred with motion.Ivy became a phantom
CHAPTER 707
The forest floor was a chaotic tapestry of churned dirt, shredded leaves, and the metallic tang of Caleb’s blood. Every few seconds, the rhythmic crack of Ivy’s rifle split the air, pinning the high-ranking commander behind a decaying log like a beetle under a boot.Caleb scrambled, his white hair now matted to a muddy gray, his expensive tactical gear torn by thorns. He lunged for a fallen branch to use as leverage…CRACK.A bullet barked into the wood an inch from his ear. He flinched back, breath hitching in ragged, humiliated gasps.“Come on, Commander!” Ivy called, her voice light and mocking. “I thought you were the king of this jungle. You’re looking more like a panicked rabbit.”Caleb gritted his teeth, eyes darting frantically. He spotted his discarded tactical vest a few feet away, the one he’d tossed aside in arrogance.If he could just reach the flashbang in the side pocket…He bolted.CRACK.The round hissed past his thigh and bit into the mud. Caleb dove, fingers claw
CHAPTER 706
The trigger of the Glock began its lethal travel, but the cycle never finished.CRACK.A high-velocity round tore through the humid air, shrieking like a banshee. It didn't strike Caleb’s head or chest; it slammed with surgical precision directly into the back of his right hand.Caleb let out a guttural roar as the impact shattered his metacarpals. He hadn't expected a ghost to be watching from the canopy. The Glock jumped violently, nearly spiraling into the mud, but Caleb, driven by years of muscle memory and a stubborn, elitist pride, clamped his mangled fingers down, refusing to let the weapon fall.Blood sprayed across Hugo’s neck, hot and metallic. Caleb’s eyes went wild. Even with his hand shredded, his instinct was to finish the job. He torqued his torso, intending to empty the magazine into Hugo’s throat out of pure spite.CRACK.A second shot barked from the tree line. This one grazed the slide of his Glock, sending a shower of sparks into his face. Stunned by the rele
CHAPTER 705
Caleb watched their display of defiance, his finger hovering over the trigger. He didn’t fire. Instead, he lowered the barrel and began to laugh, a deep, mocking sound that echoed beneath the dark canopy.“Oh, this is precious,” Caleb sneered. “The damsel in distress and the court jester think they’re a strike team. What’s the plan, Charlotte? You’re going to punch me with those delicate knuckles while the boy tries to prune me like a hedge?” He took a mocking step forward, completely unafraid. “Do you truly believe your fists and that rusted sliver of metal are faster than a 9mm round? I can put a hole in both your hearts before you even cross the three-yard line.”“Maybe,” Lottie said, eyes locked on his gun hand. “But you’re arrogant, Caleb. You want us alive so you can claim your prize. You won’t shoot to kill… not yet. And that’s your mistake.”Hugo tightened his grip on the knife, the rusted metal biting into his palm. He looked at Lottie, saw the unshakable resolve in her b
CHAPTER 704
Hugo’s chest heaved, his legs shaking from adrenaline and the long trek through the woods, but he stood like a stone wall. He blocked her completely, offering Caleb no line of sight to the Asset he so desperately wanted to reclaim.Caleb’s hand drifted toward the holstered Glock at his hip. A cold, predatory smirk returned to his face.“You think a bit of teenage bravado is going to stop a bullet? Move, boy. Or I’ll make sure your death is the last thing she sees before I take her back to the compound.”“Then start shooting,” Hugo challenged, his jaw set. “Because the only way you’re getting to her is over my corpse. And I promise you, by the time you’re done with me, the rest of our team will be here to turn you into Swiss cheese.”Lottie stared at Hugo’s back. For years, she had been the one shielding him, the one making the smart decisions while he played the fool. But looking at the breadth of his shoulders now, she realized Caleb was wrong. She wasn’t weak; she had simply ch
CHAPTER 703
"Go ahead. Push. Let's see if you have the stomach to break the skin of the man who used to feed you. Or have you forgotten that everything you are, every breath you take, was paid for by my hand?"Lottie’s face burned with humiliating heat. Every word was a lash, a reminder of the years she had spent under his thumb, beholden to his "generosity.""You didn't give me anything!" she hissed, her anger bubbling into a jagged, desperate rage. "You stole my life and called it a gift!""I gave you a name! I gave you a future!" Caleb roared. His voice turned thunderous as he stepped closer, forcing her to either stab him or retreat. "And look at you now. Cowering behind a tree, starving, bleeding, and holding a toy. We both know who is stronger here, Charlotte. You’ve always been the bird, and I’ve always been the sky. You can fly as hard as you want, but you’re still inside me."He reached out, his hand closing around her wrist with the crushing strength of a vise."Drop the toy before y
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