Rise From Prison: Taking Over the Business Empire

Chapter 4: Live With Me

Anthony turned to Caroline Hill and asked, "By the way, Caroline, has Horizon Group finalized its list of potential collaborators for the Silverhaven City project?"

"Yes, Master! I'll retrieve the documents for you right away," she replied.

Anthony sighed. "Caroline, you don’t need to call me ‘Master.’ Just call me Anthony… or Mr. Jones."

Caroline was momentarily stunned but quickly nodded. "Understood, Mr. Jones."

She walked over to the safe, retrieving a folder before respectfully handing it to him.

Anthony took the documents and began flipping through them.

As expected, Mitchell Family was on the list.

Caroline, noticing his gaze linger on their file, hesitated before speaking.

"Mr. Jones, are you considering working with the Mitchells?"

Having spent a year in Silverhaven City, Caroline was well aware of Anthony’s past with the Mitchell Family.

It was precisely because of this connection that she had discreetly ensured their name made it onto the list.

Anthony glanced at the file, a bitter smile forming on his lips.

Freya Mitchell, you have no idea what you've lost.

Letting out a sigh, he handed the documents back to Caroline.

"Let them compete fairly."

Caroline blinked in surprise. "Mr. Jones, wasn’t Miss Mitchell… your wife?"

Anthony shook his head. "Not anymore. We’re divorced."

With that, he turned toward the expansive floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out at the city.

Caroline hesitated for a moment before wisely choosing not to press further.

After a brief silence, she spoke again.

"Mr. Jones, there's something I believe I should report to you."

"Go ahead."

Caroline hesitated before continuing.

"When the Old Master first approached me, he told me that you bore a blood feud. As part of his final gift to you, he instructed me to investigate the matter thoroughly."

Anthony’s body tensed.

His head snapped toward her.

"What did you find?"

Caroline frowned slightly. "Mr. Jones, please give me three days. I need to verify the final details. Once I confirm everything, you’ll be the first to know."

A terrifying killing intent erupted from Anthony in an instant.

The sheer force of it made Caroline's heart pound in fear.

Powerful.

The Old Master had been right—this man was truly extraordinary.

Anthony’s voice was ice-cold.

"Good. The twenty-four lives of the Jones Family will finally be avenged. No matter who they are—I will tear them apart, limb by limb!"

The air in the office grew suffocating under the weight of his bloodthirsty aura.

After a while, his rage gradually subsided.

He had waited this long—three more days wouldn’t change anything.

Turning back to Caroline, he said, "Thank you for this, Caroline. If you ever manage to find that old man, tell him—I owe him three bows for taking me as his disciple."

Caroline’s lips pressed together before she spoke again.

"Mr. Jones… the Old Master told me that if you ever needed anything, you could ask me for it—anything at all."

Anthony's gaze softened slightly.

"Caroline, just stay by my side and assist me. I am not the same Anthony Jones I was three years ago. I will show the world what true ascension looks like!"

Hearing this, Caroline’s heart swelled with excitement.

"Mr. Jones, I anticipated your return. I've already arranged for five elite bodyguards to be at your disposal. They await your command."

"Good."

Anthony nodded firmly.

Caroline continued, "In three days, Horizon Group will be hosting a grand banquet in Silverhaven City. Every influential figure in the city will be in attendance.

"I believe this would be the perfect opportunity to publicly reveal your identity—to let Silverhaven City know that you are the Chairman of Horizon Group."

Anthony chuckled.

"That sounds a bit excessive, don’t you think? Wouldn’t that be too high-profile?"

Caroline smiled.

"Mr. Jones, you've stayed in the shadows for three years. It’s time to step into the light."

Anthony thought for a moment before nodding.

"Alright. Let’s do it."

Caroline then pulled out a set of keys, holding them out to him.

"Mr. Jones, this is the key to Villa 001 in Crystal Haven. I purchased it for you. I’ve been living there in your absence, but now that you’re back, I’ll move out today."

Anthony suddenly smirked.

"Caroline, there’s no need for that. Just stay and live with me. The villa is too large—I’m not used to living in such an empty space alone."

Caroline’s eyes sparkled with delight. She nodded eagerly, her beautiful eyes curving into crescent moons.

"Alright. I’ll head back first. If you want anything specific for dinner, just let me know—I’ll cook for you."

"…What?"

Caroline was momentarily stunned, but before she could respond, Anthony had already turned and left.

As soon as he was gone, she clenched her small fists, her face glowing with excitement.

Without hesitation, she picked up her phone and made a call.

"Ensure that the banquet in three days is held at the highest possible standard. Announce to the world that Horizon Group’s true Chairman is officially taking the helm. Every high-profile figure in Silverhaven City must be present!"

"And one more thing—all Silverhaven City projects will now require direct approval from the Chairman himself. There’s no need to make special accommodations for the Mitchell Family. Everything will be judged fairly. If anyone tries to manipulate the outcome—fire them and blacklist them permanently!"

"Understood, President Hill!"

After ending the call, she quickly logged into a private elite network, posting a cryptic message.

"Mr. Jones is now divorced. Any interested families—compete at your own discretion. Absolute secrecy is required."

Within seconds, the network exploded with activity.

The Aurelia City Smith Family immediately expressed interest in a potential alliance.

The Lawrence Family followed suit, eager to discuss marriage prospects.

Meanwhile, at Horizon Group’s Offices…

Inside a private lounge, Isaiah Harris lounged on a sofa, puffing on a cigarette, his legs crossed in smug satisfaction.

Seated beside him was a middle-aged man in his thirties, his demeanor exuding authority.

Across from them sat Freya Mitchell, her brow slightly furrowed at the overwhelming stench of smoke filling the air.

The man beside Isaiah—Richard Osborne—was openly eyeing her, his gaze lingering on her figure with thinly veiled interest.

Isaiah exhaled a cloud of smoke before speaking.

"Mr. Osborne, let’s finalize this deal. Add the Mitchell Family to the commercial district project. Freya will handle everything—she's more than capable."

Richard Osborne chuckled.

"Of course! The Mitchell Family is one of Silverhaven’s most prominent names, and with the Harris Family backing them, I have no doubts about their competence. We’re old friends—it’s all good business."

As he spoke, his eyes remained locked on Freya, undressing her with his gaze.

She was breathtaking.

A woman like her… could rival even Caroline Hill in beauty.