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Chapter 358: THE FINAL NEGOTIATION 
Author: Emmy write
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He was interrupted only once, by a short, coded message from one of his officers—not about the stock market, but about the private security firm.

The cash from his asset fire-sale had successfully bought the controlling shares. He still owned the biggest private army in the City. He had a weapon, even if he had no country to defend. He was a general without an army to lead.

Just before the first pale light of dawn touched the office windows, Sarah came back, looking calmer but exhausted.

"Sir," she said, putting a thin file on his desk. "The Bastion Trust. We found a loophole. It has one single hidden owner, protected by three layers of shell companies in three different countries. The last layer is a charity based in a faraway, neutral place. We tracked the charity’s registration to her old university professor—the same law expert who helped her with her father's estate decades ago. He’s dead, but the papers are flawless. She built this whole thing herself, starting when she was a s
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  • Chapter 361: THE GENERAL’S FINAL KEY

    He didn't look back or check for Lady Hampton. He simply walked as the mission was complete.John was two blocks away, high on a rooftop, studying the scene through binoculars, when his phone buzzed again.The refinery is open. Go. I will join you at the site when I am done.Done. He got it. She hadn't just flipped a switch. She had walked into The Exchange to tie up her own loose ends, to seal the John family’s destruction with her own hand.Another coded message followed immediately: Location: Sector Nine, old Thorne Oil Refinery. Single door, retinal scanner. Two minutes.He snapped his head up. Twenty minutes to Sector Nine. He needed a vehicle and a clean driver immediately. A taxi or a bus was too slow, too public.He pulled up Sarah’s contact. Lady Hampton had forbidden him from using her for the 'test.' But this was not a test of obedience; this was a billion-dollar race against the clock. He couldn't afford to trust Lady Hampton’s timing.He sent a single, encrypted word to S

  • Chapter 360: THE PHOENIX CODE II

    The encrypted sequence. The first lock. A wave of cold air washed over him. His father had planned for this, for total collapse. It wasn't sentimentality at all; it was a contingency plan hidden inside a memory.He studied the code for twenty seconds, his memory, honed by years of handling classified data, committing it instantly. He closed the box, slid it back into its compartment, and twisted the master key until he heard the final, satisfying click.Before he left, he wiped down the vent cover, the small area around the box—everything. He was a ghost, leaving nothing behind. Following her rules perfectly.He climbed out of the vent and retreated through the maintenance tunnels, finding a different route to the surface. He emerged from a side door, half a block from City Hall, just as the 8:00 AM rush hour started to choke the streets.He pulled his phone. A single word to her: Rising.The reply was instantaneous: The second key is not a key. It is a place. Meet me at The Exchange,

  • Chapter 359: THE PHOENIX CODE I

    “Done,” John said. The single word felt like a death—of his old life—and the cold, hard birth of a necessary war.Lady Hampton’s cold, triumphant smile vanished, replaced by a look that was purely business, sharp as a surgical tool. “Good. We are partners now, John. First rule: silence. Total. The people hunting us aren't just listening; they have eyes everywhere. Everything will be two-step coded. Here is the first task.”She didn't hand him a file, and didn't need to. Her voice was low and precise. "The first key is in the old City Hall, safety deposit box 441. It’s a ghost box, registered to a company that died sixty years ago. The vault is set for audit at ten sharp. They seize the contents then. You have four hours."John glanced at his watch: 6:05 AM. "What does the key unlock?"“The first of three locks. Your father was a sentimental man with triple-layer security. This first key is for a dead man’s switch—a hidden account. The encrypted access sequence is printed on the back o

  • Chapter 358: THE FINAL NEGOTIATION 

    He was interrupted only once, by a short, coded message from one of his officers—not about the stock market, but about the private security firm. The cash from his asset fire-sale had successfully bought the controlling shares. He still owned the biggest private army in the City. He had a weapon, even if he had no country to defend. He was a general without an army to lead.Just before the first pale light of dawn touched the office windows, Sarah came back, looking calmer but exhausted."Sir," she said, putting a thin file on his desk. "The Bastion Trust. We found a loophole. It has one single hidden owner, protected by three layers of shell companies in three different countries. The last layer is a charity based in a faraway, neutral place. We tracked the charity’s registration to her old university professor—the same law expert who helped her with her father's estate decades ago. He’s dead, but the papers are flawless. She built this whole thing herself, starting when she was a s

  • Chapter 357: THE BETRAYAL

    The phone was dead and cold in John’s hand—a useless piece of metal and glass. He didn’t throw it or drop it. He just slowly lowered it, looking at his own face reflected in the window as the city lights started to turn on for the night. The reflection was of a man utterly empty. His suit was still expensive, his watch a masterpiece, but the man wearing them was hollow. All his power, influence, and money had been violently ripped away and spilled out onto the street.“Sir,” Sarah, the legal messenger, whispered, her voice shaking. She stood exactly where she had been, holding the papers that legally took everything from him, as if they could somehow protect her from the financial disaster happening outside. “What should we do?”He didn't turn around. He didn't need to. He knew the fear in her eyes, the terror of everyone who had depended on him. He had been their sun, and now he was a weak, dying flame.“My orders,” John repeated, the word feeling like dust in his mouth. He finally t

  • Chapter 356: THE NECESSARY ALLIANCE 

    “I will burn the fields to deny Lady Hampton the harvest she is waiting for. Sell it all, and use the liquid capital to secretly purchase two specific things: a majority stake in every major Senate member’s personal investments, and the controlling shares of the City’s largest private security firm, the one Thorne tried to purchase.” His officers stared at him, aghast at the sheer scale of the destruction he was planning. “But the loss of face, the public humiliation of selling off so much in a single day—”“The loss of face is temporary and can be recovered. The loss of my entire life’s work is permanent and cannot be recovered if I do nothing,” John roared, full of fury. “Go, now! If the market thinks I’m suddenly weak and losing control, I’ll be buying my own government and my own private army in the span of a few hours. She took the past. I will control the very near future.”The market reacted within the hour, exactly as John had predicted. John’s public companies saw massive se

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