2025-02-14 00:39:19Benjamin stared at the diamond ring for a moment, then snapped the lid shut. His fist tightened around the box.
A buzzing in his pocket snapped him out of his thoughts. His phone vibrated insistently.
He answered after glancing at the screen. "Hello?" His penetrating deep voice said over the phone.
"Benjamin! How are you doing? Did you propose already?" The older voice on the line brimmed with excitement,
"I have prepared the grandest mansion in the capital as your congratulatory gift, reserved the most luxurious restaurant at the top floor. I also prepare a 500-thousand-dollar wine, Screaming Eagle Cabernet 1992. It’s the best I could find, hope she likes it.”
The older man's voice said with enthusiasm.
Benjamin let out a low sigh. "You don’t need to bother, Timothy. It’s not happening."
On the other end of the line, Timothy heard Benjamin's dull tone and froze. His mind raced in shock.
The woman... rejected Benjamin?
The Benjamin who was richer than nations? The Benjamin shrouded in mystery and unmatched power?
Did she know who he was?
Shocked, Timothy fell into silence.
He had planned to make his request while Mr. Benjamin was in a good mood, but now…
Benjamin, sharp as ever, caught the silence hanging between them.
"Is there something else you need to tell me, Timothy?"
Timothy finally spoke up.
"I have a friend who’s in urgent need of medical help."
He paused, then added, "For most people, this would be a huge problem. But for you? It’s just another Tuesday."
"Timothy, I wish I could, but-"
"Wait," Timothy interrupted, his voice dropping to a whisper. "She’s offering Moonbloom as a reward."
The word hit Benjamin like a lightning strike. His breath caught.
Moonbloom, its leaves glowing faintly in the dark, a plant so scarce it was practically mythical.
Benjamin had spent years searching for it, chasing whispers and rumors, only to hit dead ends.
The few known specimens were locked away by powerful families, out of reach.
And now... here it was.
It was the one thing he needed to save his mother.
Her illness was a cruel, relentless thing—a rare disease that defied modern medicine.
The only hope was an ancient remedy, a concoction of seven near-impossible-to-find herbs.
Benjamin had spent years tracking down three of them. Four remained.
Moonbloom was a missing piece.
"I'm on my way." Benjamin replied in a more serious tone.
"I thought you’d say that," Timothy replied, a hint of relief in his tone. "See you soon."
As the call ended, Timothy let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding.
A small, relieved smile spread across his face.
His friend’s life was as good as saved.
Because when Benjamin said he was coming, it meant the fight was already over.
After all, Benjamin wasn’t just a man who saves people's lives. He was THE MAN.
The one they called "God’s Touch."
There were only two kinds of patients in Benjamin’s world: those he didn’t want to save... and those he couldn’t lose.
And so far, no one had ever fallen into the second category.
The elevator dinged, the doors sliding open.
Benjamin stepped out—and came face-to-face with a young man.
He was dressed in a well-tailored suit. It could have only been directly ordered from a top designer's fashion house.
As usual, he was surrounded by a crowd of women, who were just dispersing as the elevator came open.
Benjamin didn’t need a second glance to recognize him.
Marcus Roberts.
His cologne was arrogance, his aftershave was pride, and he wore the title of ‘playboy’ like a badge of honor.
More importantly, he was Emily’s "ideal" suitor.
The wealthy spoiled asshole she had chosen over him.
Benjamin’s jaw tightened, but his expression remained calm.
The elevator doors shut behind him, and he prepared to walk past.
But Marcus wasn’t one to let a moment slide.
"Well, if it isn’t the pauper of the year. I heard." Marcus sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. "It must be really hard to get kicked out on your face like that."
Benjamin stayed silent. Confronting Marcus was the last thing on his mind.
"It is a good thing she finally came to her senses, don't you think? I mean, I always knew Emily was a sensible woman. Even though I found it difficult to understand her years of staying with you." Marcus smirked, stepping closer.
Benjamin tried to push past Marcus, but he blocked his way.
“Whoa, not so fast,” Marcus said, grinning. “I need one last look at your face before I walk the woman you love down the aisle.”
Benjamin’s anger boiled, but he ignored it.
He could take Marcus down in a second, but he wasn’t about to make a scene. Not here, not now.
Marcus eyed the small red box in Benjamin’s hand and laughed.
"No way, you actually went through with it? And with that pathetic thing? Look at how old it is!" He burst out laughing.
Before Benjamin reacted, Marcus snatched the box right out of his hand.
"What the hell are you doing?" Benjamin’s patience wearing thin.
“Oh, don’t be so upset, just wanna make a comparison.” Marcus taunted, spinning the red box in his hand. “This is rubbish.”
“And this”—he pulled out a bigger, black velvet box—“is how you present a ring. But I guess it’s a little out of your league, huh?”
Benjamin reached for it, but Marcus yanked the box away, throwing the red box to the floor.
“Oops, my bad,” Marcus smirked.
The next moment, Marcus froze.
“What was that?”
That was when he noticed the red, diamond ring on the floor beside the box.
The red diamond ring lay on the floor, its brilliance so intense it was almost blinding.
The light it threw off was sharp, dazzling, like a shard of the sun itself.
This wasn’t just some ordinary piece of jewelry. No way. This was something... legendary.
"It can't be." He murmured to himself, moving closer to Benjamin as he picked up the ring.
"Stop!" he shouted at Benjamin. "How in the world did you manage to lay your filthy hands on that invaluable piece of diamond?!" He asked him in a threatening tone.
Previous Chapter
Latest Chapter
Chapter 90
The air smelled like dust, smoke, and fear. Benjamin stood at the edge of the ruined street, staring at the enemy’s fortifications in the distance. The new faction had been tightening their grip on the city for weeks now, cutting off supplies, spreading propaganda, and making it harder for his people to hold their ground.This battle was crucial. Lose here, and everything he’d worked for in the last year would start crumbling.He could hear the low rumble of machinery in the distance. Armored trucks, heavy weapons, and men ready to fight for the faction’s leader. The man who had become Benjamin’s newest rival. The man who, in a strange way, reminded him of himself.Benjamin adjusted his jacket and took a deep breath. His men were waiting for his signal. They trusted him to lead them through this.“Once we breach that wall,” his second-in-command, Mason, said, “it’s going to be chaos. They’re well-prepared.”Benjamin nodded. “That’s why we can’t give them time to think.”He was about
Chapter 89
Benjamin had been expecting this day. He didn’t know exactly when it would come, or what form it would take, but he knew sooner or later he would have to look his new enemy in the eye.The media blitz against the new faction had landed like a thunderclap. The files, the proof, the recordings all laid out for the world to see. Governments debated it. News anchors repeated Benjamin’s name like it was suddenly part of the political weather. People called him bold, reckless, dangerous. And somewhere out there, the leader of that faction had been watching too.The meeting request didn’t come in the form of a polite email or a quiet invitation. It came in a much more direct way.A convoy of sleek black SUVs rolled up outside one of Benjamin’s safehouses not the public headquarters, but one of his private, guarded locations known only to his closest circle. The vehicles stopped, doors opening in unison like a scene from a film. His people were immediately on edge. But then a single fig
Chapter 88
Benjamin Moore stood by the wide glass window of the penthouse, staring out at the city lights. It was late, but the streets still glowed like veins of gold in the dark. The hum of the traffic below was distant, muted by the thick walls. Inside, the air was tense. Everyone knew what they were about to do. And everyone knew there would be no going back.The new faction had been making moves, quietly, strategically. Their influence was spreading in places most people didn’t even notice. But Benjamin noticed. He always noticed. And now, it was time to respond.Amanda sat at the round table, scrolling through her tablet, double-checking the files they had compiled. “We’ve got everything,” she said, her voice steady but sharp. “Every bank transfer, every secret deal, every shady meeting they thought was hidden.”Darius leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “The question is, how loud do you want to make this? Once it’s out there, you can’t pull it back.”Benjamin turned slowly, his expres
Chapter 87
It had been a long, exhausting week. The kind of week where the air always felt heavy and even coffee tasted like it was fighting to keep you awake.Emily was alone in her office that evening. The others had gone home, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to leave. Her desk was buried in reports about the new faction. Trade routes they were trying to control, secret accounts they’d been siphoning money into, names of people quietly switching allegiance. All important. All urgent. But her mind wasn’t really on any of it.She just needed… a break.Her eyes drifted to the corner of her desk, where an old storage box sat. It had been there for weeks, untouched. A courier had dropped it off while she’d been away on a mission with Darius, and she hadn’t bothered to go through it. The label was vague. Just her name in faded black marker.Something about the box suddenly felt… inviting.Emily slid it closer, brushed away a thin layer of dust, and opened it. Inside were stacks of old files, p
Chapter 85
The attack came without warning. One moment, everything was calm. Timothy Williams was in his office, reviewing some documents, as the late afternoon sunlight spilled across his desk, when the first explosion rattled the building.The sound wasn’t deafening, but it was enough to make the glass tremble in its frames. He froze for half a second, his mind trying to make sense of it. Maybe construction work nearby? But the second blast ripped away any chance of that excuse. The floor shook, the alarms began to wail, and his assistant burst in with panic written all over her face.“Sir, we need to evacuate now!” she shouted.Timothy didn’t argue. He grabbed his phone and his jacket, following her toward the emergency stairs. The building’s security guards were already shouting orders, but it was chaos, people pushing, papers flying, the air filling with dust.Down in the street, it was even worse. Several black SUVs had blocked off the road. Masked men with rifles were moving in formation
Chapter 84
The “Architect” was gone. His network, once spread across borders and hidden in shadows, had collapsed like a rotting building. For most people, that should have been the end of it. The big villain was gone. The nightmare was over. Life could go back to normal.But Benjamin knew better.Nothing in this world just vanished without leaving a hole. And in the underworld, holes didn’t stay empty for long. Something, or someone, always rushed in to fill them.He saw the signs early. Small movements. Quiet deals. A few familiar faces resurfacing in places they shouldn’t be. The men and women who had once worked under the Architect weren’t just disappearing. They were regrouping. And at the center of it all was someone new.This new leader wasn’t like the Architect. There were no grand speeches about destiny or higher callings. No whispers about fate. No mysterious visions.This one was… simple. Practical. Dangerous in a way that didn’t need magic or prophecy.Their name was Adrian Vale.Ben
You may also like
Rising from the Ashes
Only For You1.3M viewsRejected Billionaire
Drew Archeron131.4K viewsBuilding My Life
Anderson José140.8K viewsHidden Billionaire Son-in-law
Deliaha Shine122.6K viewsI Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours
Jericho Chase34.8K viewsSupreme Authority
Adam Aksara396 viewsThe Ingenious Liam Price
Wordsmith-H18.1K viewsTHE UNSTOPPABLE BOSS
Dominant pen3.9K views