Austin's eyes lingered in the direction of the familiar figure for a few seconds before shrugging his shoulders, as he followed Rebecca into the room.
''You still haven't told me what this whole meeting is all about,'' Austin said, the door closing behind him.''Jeez, you saw those reporters?'' His eyes widened, still marvelled about why a bunch of reporters was flocking them.''You make it seem like something alien.'' Rebecca smiled, throwing a teasing gaze at Austin.''Well, to satisfy your curiosity… this is a family bidding meeting,''''A family bidding meeting?''''Yes, renowned, wealthy family come together to do… you know, business shit.'' Rebecca winked.''Oh…'' Austin nodded, a part of him still finding it difficult to connect the dots.However, he didn't have an opportunity to think much about it, as they soon entered the large hall connected to the room.Inside, all eyes turned in their direction, each person sending a warm gesture to the new arrivals.Austin's heart couldn't help but skip, seeing so many people paying him attention. Fortunately, though, Rebecca stood just a breath away, and the onlookers soon averted their gaze. Returning to their previous dealings.''These are scions of powerful families that controlled wealth with their fingertips,'' Rebecca whispered, leading Austin to a more secluded area.''It actually sounds frightening when you put it that way.'' Austin giggled, followed by a short silence between the duo.''That reminds me…'' Austin shifted his gaze to Rebecca.''Uh?''''Do you know any family called Barrett?'' He asked, his face contorting for a moment before masking it with a smile.''Barrett?'' Rebecca turned to another lady who had been with them all along.The lady who appeared to be the secretary swiped through the tablet in her hand, and a few seconds later she nodded, confirming Austin's inquiry.''They're part of the new, small families who were selected through the less privileged system passed by the board of directors in the last, grand meeting,'' The secretary answered in an all-professional tone.''You know them?'' Rebecca asked, her brows furrowed.''Um, ah… actually, some things went south during my last delivery, but… you know what-''''Remove them from part of the beneficiary candidates,'' Rebecca uttered, her voice beaming with finality.''Yes ma'am,'' The secretary said, making necessary adjustments to the list.Soon enough, a door opened, different from the one Austin and his company used. And standing there were Marcus and Lana.Lana had a new bag made from fine, black leather, complementing her long, black, dress.'So many riches to cling to,' she thought to herself, flashing a bright smile at Marcus.''Mr Marcus, you're here.'' A young man came to greet the door, offering them a handshake.''Of course, of course.'' Marcus adjusted his suit, his face devoid of his usual arrogance.''A big congratulations to you, it's such a big win for your family, I must say.'' The gentleman smiled.''All thanks goes to you, Oliver, if you weren't working in the secretary's office, how would I have received that clue?'' Marcus laughed, patting Oliver's shoulder.''Well, I was just lucky, regardless, though, don't forget me when the deal strikes.'' Oliver sent him a knowing look, making Marcus laugh.''If there's one thing I can assure you about me, it's the fact that I'm not an ingrate, isn't it, sweetie?''''Of course.'' Lana smiled, holding her leather bag tighter.''Well, I'm just kidding, I've known you for a while now, and your good personality speaks volumes,'' Oliver said.''Again, some rumours are spreading among the workers that there a new heir will be chosen today.''''I also saw the media trying to take the picture of an elegant gent a while back, such a big commotion they created.'' Oliver snickered.''Could he be the new heir they're referring to?'' Lana asked, her ears burning with curiosity.''Umm, maybe… maybe not.'' Oliver shrugged.''Hopefully, we get to meet him one day,'' she said, her face full of beaming with anticipation.''You can actually do it now if you so wish.'' Oliver pointed in another direction, the place reserved for the VIPs.Following his aim, Lana's heart skipped as she saw a familiar gentleman in a well-polished suit.However, she soon shook off her shock as a maniacal grin etched on her face.''Isn't that the-''''Yes, it's him,'' Lana answered Marcus as she took long strides in Austin's direction, followed closely by Marcus.''What's up with these two suddenly?'' Oliver knitted his eyes, watching the two figures walk farther away from him.___''And what's this fraudster doing here?''Austin turned, the familiar voice, catching him by surprise.''You know, at first, I thought you were some important dignitary clad in the suit, but that's just wishful thinking.'' Lana clicked her tongue in disdain.''Excuse me?'' Austin blurted out.''Oh yes I'll, people can't see me talking to a waiter for too long after all.'' Lana snorted.''Your level of shamelessness can actually bring the dead back to life, in case you don't know.'' Marcus chides in.''Well, I'm sorry to break it to you…'' Lana took slow steps forward, just an inch away from Austin.''Here's no place for dead rats like you, so you had better leave this minute and save yourself a face.'' She whispered, her eyes glinting with contempt.''Tsk,'' Austin clicked his tongue.''I hope you both will still have the courage to continue this act very soon.''''Oh my, the chipmunk is issuing a threat.'' Lana covered her mouth, giggling.Austin clenched his fist, hearing her make such a condemning remark. Before he could reply, though…''I wouldn't talk down on the VIP in such a manner if I were you.'' A voice muttered, making everywhere turn silent.
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100 Gone
The room was heavy with tension. The air thick, as if the walls themselves could sense the finality of what was about to unfold. Austin stood at the center of the secret basement, his sharp eyes scanning the faces of the people who had stood by him, helped him build this empire. The Blake family Elders, Senator Hayes, Farhan, and the others—his closest allies—were all gathered, eyes filled with something more than just respect.It was the weight of a journey, a history, and an unspoken understanding that this chapter was closing."Well, it’s time," Austin said, his voice calm but edged with determination. His words hung in the air for a moment before they sank into the hearts of those around him. Farhan stood beside him, arms crossed, his usual bravado replaced with a quiet, contemplative air. The years had changed them both. They had grown older, more thoughtful, more burdened by the responsibilities they’d carried for so long. Yet their connection remained unshaken. The bond of
99 Old Buddies
The whiskey glass in Austin's hand was half empty, the amber liquid swirling around as he tapped his fingers lightly against the rim. His mind, sharp as ever, wasn't focused on the business of the day. Instead, it was on the conversation that had been simmering in his mind for weeks now. Across from him sat Farhan Maleq and James, two of the few men who had stuck by him through thick and thin, who had seen him rise and fall, and now, who were part of the very foundation he had built. They weren’t just allies anymore; they were family.Farhan leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze fixed on Austin. The years had changed him, just as they had changed Austin, but there was a familiarity in the air. It was the kind of silence you could only share with people who had seen you at your worst and still stuck around. The weight of the world they’d carried together was too much for just words to explain.James, ever the quiet one, was staring into his glass, eyes unfocused but filled with a k
98 New Lives
The room buzzed with quiet murmurs and soft laughter, a stark contrast to the bloody chaos of just a few years ago. The grand hall of the Blake estate was draped in gold and white, the colors of celebration and unity. Every corner of the room radiated opulence, a testament to the new world order that Austin had built with his iron will. Emma sat in an intricately carved chair at the center of the stage, her face glowing with a mixture of pride and exhaustion. The twins lay in her arms, swaddled in soft fabrics that probably cost more than the average person’s yearly salary. Austin stood next to her, his towering frame exuding authority even as his gaze softened every time it flickered to the babies. The crowd of global elites, Mafia heads, and influential dignitaries stood below, glasses raised in celebration. Farhan, representing the El Maleq, stepped forward to speak. “To the future of our world,” he began, his voice smooth and commanding. “And to the two children who symbol
97 A New World
Austin sat at the head of the table, his presence alone silencing the murmurs that rippled through the room. Representatives from the El Maleq family, the Shadow Council, and other former Mafia factions filled the massive conference hall. Farhan stood to his right, his gaze sharp and unreadable, while Senator Hayes leaned back in his chair, his face set in an expression of calm calculation. "This isn’t a negotiation," Austin said, his voice low but carrying. "This is a reality check. The days of fractured territories and petty rivalries are over. From now on, the Blake family is at the center, and I lead the world. Anyone who can’t live with that is free to leave—preferably without causing a scene." Farhan smirked slightly, but his eyes scanned the room for any signs of dissent. The silence was heavy, the weight of Austin’s words pressing down on everyone present. Senator Hayes finally spoke, his voice measured. "No one’s questioning your power, Austin. But centralizing everyth
96 Dealing With Aftermath
Austin sat at the edge of a conference table in the Blake family’s main office. The room was packed with faces that wore varying levels of exhaustion and wariness, but none could deny the determination etched into their features. Farhan leaned back in his chair, flipping a pen between his fingers, while Emma sat opposite Austin, scanning through a list of proposed actions. “The loot from the war,” Emma began, her tone sharp and deliberate, “is more than enough to compensate every major city affected by the fighting. But if we’re not careful, this could spiral into another power struggle.” Austin exhaled slowly, his hands resting on the table. “No more power struggles,” he said firmly. “We’ve had enough bloodshed. The loot is going to rebuild, educate, and unite. Anyone who tries to hoard it or weaponize it is going to wish they hadn’t.” Farhan chuckled, though there was no humor in it. “You’re asking wolves to stop hunting, mate. They’ll need more than a warning.” “They’ll ge
95 Revolutionary
The war was over, but the silence it left in its wake was deafening. Cities that had been battlegrounds now bore the scars of Austin’s conquest: shattered buildings, scorched earth, and a populace weary of the bloodshed. Yet amidst the rubble, a new world was being forged. Austin had no intention of letting the old order crawl back from the ashes. The grand hall of the Blake family’s headquarters buzzed with activity. Delegates from the former Mafia factions sat stiffly around the long table, their postures wary. Some still bore the bruises and cuts from their recent battles, their pride as battered as their bodies. Austin entered without ceremony, his presence demanding silence. Dressed in a sharp black suit, his gaze swept over the room. He didn’t need to speak for the tension to settle like a weight on everyone’s shoulders. “We’ve spent decades clawing at each other’s throats,” he began, his voice sharp, cutting through the room. “For what? Territory? Power? Pride? And where
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