Home / Urban / Rise Of The Hidden Trillionaire / 019: Edgar's Secret, Exposed
019: Edgar's Secret, Exposed
last update2025-03-01 08:50:33

“Franco!” Mara was the first to sight him.

“What is Franco doing here?” Rita asked, glaring at Franco in full contempt.

“Come on, Lena!” She turned to Elena, giving her a slight push. “Aren't you going to do anything about that Franco? You are very much aware of whatever event he steps his legs in, always end up Bad! You have to do something…”

“Okay, Mom! I will go speak with Franco. Today is a special day for all of us and I wouldn't want him to be called my ex-husband!”

Elena concluded and walked to Franco who was having a sip of his alcohol beside the bartender.

“Franco…” Elena grabbed Franco's attention. “We need to talk!”

“What do you have to say to me, huh?” Franco asked, giving Elena some ignorant glare.

“I will just make it quick, Franco. I don't want you in this event tonight, you will just mess up everything and our marriage is still known to people. I wouldn't want them to point their fingers at me and call me your ex-wife!”

Franco was amazed after hearing this. He chuc
Continue to read this book for free
Scan the code to download the app

Latest Chapter

  • 177

    Hearing what Rita said, Edgar stepped forward, face lit up with enthusiasm. “That’s such a brilliant idea, Mother! Your plan is perfect!” Rita returned the smile, though the sight of Edgar always left a bitter taste in her mouth. Still, he was useful. Edgar never sided with anything that didn’t benefit him. He wasn’t in it for family—he was in it for fortune. He wanted wealth so loud and blinding it erased the memory of his former failures. And hearing Rita’s plan? It confirmed it. Franco's fame was their golden ticket, and Edgar was already calculating the numbers in his head. He turned to Maya. “Think about this, Maya. Your mother’s plan is genius. Did you hear what she said? We’re going to use Franco’s fame to rise to victory again!” Maya’s eyes lit up. “Exactly! You’re right, Edgar! This is the kind of opportunity that will raise our family back to the top.” She hurried to her sister and gently took her arm. “What do you think, sis? We’re going to get rich again—filthy rich!”

  • 177. I Refuse To Do It!

    Hearing what Rita said, Edgar stepped forward, face lit up with enthusiasm. “That’s such a brilliant idea, Mother! Your plan is perfect!”Rita returned the smile, though the sight of Edgar always left a bitter taste in her mouth. Still, he was useful. Edgar never sided with anything that didn’t benefit him. He wasn’t in it for family—he was in it for fortune. He wanted wealth so loud and blinding it erased the memory of his former failures.And hearing Rita’s plan? It confirmed it. Franco's fame was their golden ticket, and Edgar was already calculating the numbers in his head.He turned to Maya. “Think about this, Maya. Your mother’s plan is genius. Did you hear what she said? We’re going to use Franco’s fame to rise to victory again!”Maya’s eyes lit up. “Exactly! You’re right, Edgar! This is the kind of opportunity that will raise our family back to the top.” She hurried to her sister and gently took her arm. “What do you think, sis? We’re going to get rich again—filthy rich!”“Let

  • 176. The Frostons Are Miserably Poor!

    For the past few days, Elena had been battling a wave of unfamiliar emotions. Off feelings. And they were all tied to one person—Franco.Ever since she saw him take that bold step at the Lioness’ Den, something inside her shifted. A part of her had melted quickly for him. She found herself glaring at his photo, even going as far as digging up their old wedding pictures—just to stare at them.Elena didn’t feel like the Franco she once knew was the same man the world now celebrated.You should see the way everyone spoke about him. Mothers, children, fathers, even politicians—Franco's name was on everyone’s lips. Elena could feel his popularity soaring with each passing day. And if he kept accepting the recognition with humility, there was no doubt it would elevate him even further.Maybe that was why her hatred toward him had slowly changed. What once burned with disdain had cooled into something softer. Something confusing.In the lounge, she sat on the couch with her legs tucked benea

  • 175. Do We Have An Agreement?!

    Oliver rushed to Franco, grabbing him before he could fire another shot into Dyesi’s lifeless body.“That’s enough, bro! That’s enough!” he said firmly, gripping Franco’s shaking shoulders. Franco’s hand still clutched the gun, his face twisted with rage, but his eyes were glistening—on the edge of tears.The inspector arrived at the scene, dropped to a knee, and pressed two fingers against Dyesi’s neck. Her blood stained the floor in thick pools.“She’s still,” he muttered, then turned to the medical sergeant.“Check on her.”Michael and Oliver gently guided Franco to a chair, helping him sit down. His gaze never left Dyesi’s corpse.“You’re okay now, Franco,” Oliver said quietly, still holding his shoulder. “It’s over.”The sergeant finished checking for signs of life, then stood and spoke to the inspector.“She’s dead.”Oliver gave Franco a firm pat on the back.“It’s all gone now, bro. She’s gone. Dyesi’s gone.”Franco didn’t respond. He just stared at her body, jaw clenched, brea

  • 174. Final Destruction Of Dyesi!

    Dyesi's lips twisted in disgust as she stared at Franco through the screen, her entire body seething with fury. That nobody, that low-life, had brought her empire crumbling down. She couldn’t believe it. As the officer raised his gun toward her, the rage bubbling inside turned to panic.A stern voice echoed from behind.“Miss Dyesi Williams, you are under arrest for violating Section 2, Act 8 of the Ruffian Law—prostitution, sexual abuse, the illegal operation of an uneducational program, multiple counts of murder and attempted murder. You are advised to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, the government will provide one.”The room stiffened as two more officers stepped in.“Cuff them—now!” the inspector barked.“Yes, sir!” came the unified response.Cold steel locked around Dyesi’s wrists. Even as they restrained her, her eyes never left Franco. She glared at him like she coul

  • 173. The Game Is Not Over Until I Say It Is Over!

    All eyes locked onto the Den. A deadly hush blanketed the room. No one moved. No one blinked.People leaned forward, breaths shallow, their gazes fixed on the scene unraveling.Fingers hovered over triggers. The shooters were ready.Franco’s eyes tracked every twitch in their muscles.And just as one of them made the slightest squeeze—Franco moved.He yanked Yana by the neck, jerking her tightly into his grip.In one swift motion, his other hand slid down to his crotch—Then he pulled out his hidden gun.“Call off the damn shooting!”Dyesi’s voice pierced through the air, sharp and panicked.Gasps scattered across the VIP gallery.Franco pressed the cold barrel hard against Yana’s throat, his eyes burning into Dyesi’s.“You’re so dumb, Dyesi,” he barked. “You really thought you could kill me and forget I had your best friend here as a shield? You seriously thought I wouldn’t use her?”Dyesi froze. Her throat went dry.She hadn’t seen this coming. None of it.And seeing Yana now—shaki

More Chapter
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on MegaNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
Scan code to read on App