The Billionaire Heir's Revenge

Chapter 10: The Truth Buried for Fifteen Years

Boom!

The sniper fired again.

The bullet tore through the study.

Wood splintered.

Glass exploded.

The room descended into complete chaos.

"Ethan!"

Isabella grabbed his arm and pulled him behind a reinforced bookshelf.

Several Kingsley security guards rushed forward.

Gunfire erupted outside.

The entire estate had become a battlefield.

Harrison Kingsley's expression darkened.

"It's them."

Ethan looked at him.

"You know who they are?"

Harrison shook his head.

"No."

"But I've seen their methods before."

Another explosion shook the mansion.

The attackers were advancing rapidly.

They weren't ordinary mercenaries.

They moved with military precision.

Every action was calculated.

Every movement efficient.

These people were professionals.

Outside the estate.

Rain poured heavily.

The sniper remained hidden atop a nearby building.

His breathing remained steady.

Calm.

Patient.

Through the scope, Ethan's image remained visible.

The sniper smiled.

Then suddenly—

A bullet struck the wall inches from his head.

His expression changed instantly.

Someone had returned fire.

A shadow emerged on a distant rooftop.

The sniper narrowed his eyes.

A woman.

Dressed entirely in black.

Holding a precision rifle.

She calmly aimed at him.

Bang!

Another shot.

The sniper immediately rolled aside.

The concrete where he had been lying exploded.

For the first time tonight—

The hunter had become the hunted.

Inside the mansion.

The battle intensified.

Security guards exchanged fire with the intruders.

Several attackers had already breached the outer defenses.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the hallways.

They were getting closer.

Much closer.

Ethan grabbed a fallen guard's pistol.

Isabella stared.

"You know how to use that?"

Ethan checked the weapon.

"Not really."

The answer nearly made her faint.

Before she could respond—

The study doors exploded inward.

Boom!

Three masked men rushed inside.

Weapons raised.

The guards immediately opened fire.

Gunshots filled the room.

One attacker fell.

Another collapsed moments later.

The third charged directly toward Ethan.

Fast.

Extremely fast.

His movements were almost unnatural.

Ethan's eyes widened.

The man closed the distance instantly.

Punch!

Ethan barely dodged.

The attack shattered a wooden table.

Everyone froze.

The strength was inhuman.

"What the hell?"

The masked man attacked again.

Ethan retreated.

The room became a blur of movement.

For three years, Ethan had lived as an ordinary man.

Yet something strange happened.

His body reacted instinctively.

Like muscle memory.

Like training he couldn't remember.

He dodged.

Turned.

Countered.

Every movement felt natural.

The attacker seemed equally surprised.

Then Ethan grabbed a nearby chair.

Crash!

The chair shattered against the attacker's head.

The masked man stumbled.

A guard immediately tackled him.

Several others joined.

Within seconds, the attacker was restrained.

The remaining invaders began retreating.

The operation had failed.

A whistle echoed outside.

The surviving attackers disappeared into the darkness.

Just as quickly as they had arrived.

Minutes later.

Emergency vehicles surrounded the estate.

The battle was over.

For now.

Inside a secure room, the captured attacker sat restrained.

His face remained hidden behind a black mask.

Harrison, Isabella, Ethan, and several security officers stood nearby.

"Remove the mask."

A guard obeyed.

The room froze.

The man couldn't have been older than twenty-five.

His expression was calm.

Too calm.

As though capture meant nothing.

Harrison stepped forward.

"Who sent you?"

Silence.

The attacker smiled.

"You're already dead."

The answer chilled everyone.

Harrison's expression darkened.

"Who are you?"

The man laughed softly.

"We are Hunters."

Ethan narrowed his eyes.

"Hunters?"

The man looked directly at him.

"Your family should have disappeared fifteen years ago."

The room became silent.

Ethan stepped closer.

"What happened to my parents?"

For the first time—

The attacker's smile faded.

He stared at Ethan for several seconds.

Then quietly answered:

"They died protecting you."

Boom.

The words struck like lightning.

Ethan froze.

His heartbeat accelerated.

"What did you say?"

Before the attacker could answer—

Blood suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Everyone reacted immediately.

But it was too late.

The man collapsed.

Dead.

Poison.

Hidden inside one of his teeth.

The room fell silent.

Their only prisoner was gone.

Several hours later.

Blackwell Global Headquarters.

Top Secret Vault.

Ethan stood beside Sebastian.

A massive steel door slowly opened.

The Phoenix Protocol had granted access to areas that had remained sealed for fifteen years.

Inside waited dozens of classified documents.

Photographs.

Records.

Videos.

And one file.

The same file that had emerged earlier.

THE TRUTH ABOUT ETHAN BLACKWELL

Sebastian carefully picked it up.

His hands trembled.

Even he had never seen its contents.

Ethan opened it.

The first page contained a photograph.

A family photograph.

A young man.

A beautiful woman.

And a small child.

Ethan.

For several seconds, he simply stared.

Because he had never seen a picture of his parents before.

His mother smiled warmly.

His father looked proud.

A lump formed in Ethan's throat.

Then he turned the page.

The next document was a letter.

Written by his father.

Addressed to him.

Ethan's hands trembled slightly as he began reading.

To my son, Ethan.

If you are reading this, then your grandfather's plan succeeded.

It means you survived.

And it means your enemies finally know you exist.

First, there is something you must understand.

Your mother and I never abandoned you.

We fought for you until our final breath.

Ethan stopped reading.

His vision blurred slightly.

He took a deep breath and continued.

The world believes Project Phoenix was created to protect an heir.

That is only half the truth.

Project Phoenix was actually created to protect a secret.

A secret hidden within your bloodline.

Ethan's eyes widened.

He quickly turned the page.

The next line nearly stopped his heart.

The Phoenix Archive is real.

And only one living person possesses the key to unlocking it.

You.

Silence filled the vault.

Sebastian's face turned pale.

Ethan stared at the words.

Unable to move.

Unable to think.

For fifteen years, powerful enemies had hunted his family.

For fifteen years, people had died.

For fifteen years, an entire conspiracy had operated in the shadows.

And according to his father's letter—

Everything centered on him.

The final page contained one final warning.

Written in red ink.

Trust no one.

Not even those closest to you.

Because one of our enemies is already inside Blackwell Global.

The file slipped from Ethan's hands.

The room became deathly silent.

Someone inside Blackwell Global?

Someone close to him?

The enemy had already infiltrated his empire.

And somewhere inside the headquarters—

A traitor smiled.

Because the real game had finally begun.