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Trillionaire they never noticed Visiting the Widower's territory
Somewhere else...A convoy of black cyber trucks could be seen pulling over in front of a gigantic gate with an emblem in front of it. The door of the car at the front opened, and a dark-skinned muscular man with braided hair stepped out and opened the back door."We have arrived at the Widower's territory, boss." Bolasco informed as Mr. Fernando stepped out of the car majestically and shifted his gaze towards the gate."So, this is the Widower's territory, eh? After several hours of searching we finally found it." Mr. Fernando bellowed, his gaze fixed intently on the gigantic gate a few meters away from where he stood.He brought out a big brown cigar from his pocket and light it up before taking a puff, "Boys, go inform them of our arrival." Mr. Fernando shifted his gaze towards Bolasco and ordered.Bolasco gave a nod, and when he attempted to walk forward he caught sight of the gate opening slowly which made him halt his steps.The gate kept opening slowly, and when it opened wide
Trillionaire they never noticed Visiting the Widower's territory PT 2
"Thanks for having me, Wombat." Mr. Fernando muttered as he proceeds to sitting down on an empty couch opposite Wombat.Wombat stared at him for a few moments, her expression decipherable, "Nadine, bring whiskey for our guest please." She ordered calmly.Nadine, who stood beside Wombat, nodded as she walked to the mini bar by the corner of the living room. She picked up a full bottle of whiskey and poured it into a glass before walking towards Mr. Fernando."Thank you." He appreciated as he retrieved the glass of whiskey and took a sip. "Nice place you got here. Took us a quite a while to locate it though." Mr. Fernando informed."Well, now that you've found me do you mind telling me what it is you want?" Wombat questioned.Mr. Fernando cleared his throat his he began, "You see, Wombat, we are both aware of the fight that happened between god Pitt and Mr. Leeray during the annual gang meeting, and to punish Pitt, Mr. Leeray abducted his children.""Pitt isn't really happy about what M
Trillionaire they never noticed Banished
Mr. Fernando's heart raced after hearing the words of Wombat, and he sat there in silence with his head filled with thoughts.He has been planning this for quite a while now, and with Ice now on his side he knew his plan would definitely be successful and he would kill Mr. Leeray and take over his empire.However, things are starting to change now that Wombat was now involved. Mr. Fernando still has no idea how she was able to find out about his whole plan.It was obvious she had someone on the inside, but the question is who? Mr. Fernando already got rid of the people he suspected of being traitors, and the ones working for him now, the ones he gives important information, are the ones he trust. But now it seems that he can't even trust those he thought he could.He would have killed Wombat the moment she told him that she knew everything. But he couldn't.Wombat was a gang god. There's a huge gap in power. If he should try anything funny he would be the one to lose in the end.Womb
Trillionaire they never noticed Banished PT 2
"SHE KNOWS EVERYTHING, BOLASCO! SHE KNOWS EVERY FUCKING THING! ALL OUR PLANS! HOW I PLAN TO KILL MR. LEERAY! SHE KNOWS IT ALL!" Mr. Fernando grabbed Bolasco's collar and roared, his face bright red in anger."What?" Bolasco blurted out in shock. "How's that possible?""It's obvious, Bolasco. Someone among us tipped her off. Someone in our midst told her everything!" Mr. Fernando voiced out."So, Ice was right, there's indeed a traitor among us." Bolasco muttered as he began to pace back and forth with a troubled expression. "Just who could it be?""It could be anyone. It could be you, it could be him, him, him, her, him, her, him!" Mr. Fernando retorted as he slammed his hand on the truck's window and caused it to crack slighty. He then shifted his gaze back to his men, "Listen to me! All of you! This is the only chance I'll be offering you to surrender! Tell me who among you is working for Wombat and I might just let you live!" Mr. Fernando voiced audibly while glaring at the faces
Trillionaire they never noticed First day at work
As he carried on walking, he caught sight of a man walking towards him, and when the man arrived in his direction he blocked his path."Stop right there." The man spoke in a deep and commanding tone and Scott halted his steps.The man seemed to be in his early thirties. Curly blonde hair, muscular body, clad in an expensive blue suit and a briefcase held in his right hand.He glanced at Scott from head to toe, his expression indifferent, before speaking, "Are you the new supervisor Mr. Fernando told me about?" The man known as Oliver, questioned in a calm tone."Yes, I am." Scott replied audibly."My name's Oliver Jonas, I'm your Co-supervisor." Oliver informed with his hand stretched forward for a handshake."Scott Carden." Scott replied as he shook the man's hand."Come with me, let me show you around, Scott." Oliver stated as they both walked into the building.Oliver took Scott around the factory, showing him different sections and how things worked around there.He took him to t
Trillionaire they never noticed An old friend
Hmm...' Scott mused, already guessing what the email was. 'I guess he's done spying on the Mexican men.'Scott chose not to check the email for now and concluded he would after exiting the factory, so he dismissed the notification and began to scroll through his contact list, looking for Mr. Fernando's contact."Please, I beg you, don't tell him! He will fire me instantly, please." Hannah pleaded, her voice filled with regret."Not sure I care." Scott remarked as he finally saw Mr. Fernando contact, and he began to dial it."Please, please, we beg you! We will never smoke again! We will never disrespect you again, sir!" Maria joined in the begging.Scott paid no attention to their pleading as he kept on dialing the number, and when they saw Scott was paying no attention to them, they fell on their knees and bowed down in front of him."Please, sir, have mercy." Hannah begged with her head bowed down.Scott glanced at the ladies bowing down in front of him. The same people that called
Trillionaire they never noticed Plotting something
After a few moments of silence he finally spoke up."This man you speak of...what's his name?" Garfield questioned, anger evident in his voice."His name is Scott Carden. And I came here because I need your help with getting revenge on both him and Wombat." Nadine responded."Hmm..Scott Carden. Doesn't sound familiar." Garfield commented after hearing the words of Nadine."He's not someone you would know. He's not someone popular. Last I checked he was a common cleaner and the in-law of Mr. Malcom Fernando." Nadine replied."A common cleaner? Why would a woman like Wombat fall in love with a trash like him?" Garfield blurted, disbelief evident on his face."Honestly, I don't know. Scott is a very handsome man and I'll admit...I liked him the first time I saw him. But then I came back to my senses after realizing what type of man he was. A handsome face doesn't matter in this current world, all that matters is how much you have in your account and what type of connection you have. And
Trillionaire they never noticed Pickpocketing
Garfield and Nadine could still be seen sitting down in the luxurious room of the hotel, and Garfield was busy explaining what his plan was all about while Nadine sat there and listened attentively.As Garfield spoke, Nadine had a contented look on her face as she thought the plan was indeed good, and if they should play it carefully they will definitely succeed in getting the video across to Caroline without any suspicions.A few minutes passed and Garfield was finally done with speaking. He poured himself a shot of whiskey and took a sip before leaning his back on the sofa and his gaze fixed on Nadine."So...what do you say, Nadine? Is it a good plan?" Garfield inquired."It's an excellent plan. Who would have thought you could be this smart." Nadine commented with a mischievous grin on her face. "Now all we have to do is wait till tomorrow before proceeding.""""The sun was starting to set and the day gradually became dark. Scott could be seen stepping out of the factory with his
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Double the security
The room fell into a tense silence after Mohammed finished speaking. Scott remained seated, his dark eyes locked onto his adversary with a cold, unreadable expression. His arms were folded tightly across his chest, and he leaned back slightly in his chair, unmoved.After a long, loaded pause, Mohammed finally broke the silence.“You should always be prepared, Scott. I must admit, I’m not impressed with your security. The way I walked in here—it was easy… too easy.”Scott’s eyes narrowed. “And what makes you think leaving will be just as easy as coming in?” he replied icily. “You walked into the den of your enemy for what? To introduce yourself and issue a threat? You came without an army, just a pistol. What made you believe I’d let you walk out of here alive?”Mohammed smirked. Without a word, he reached for the pistol tucked into his belt and slowly drew it. He raised it, aiming directly at Scott’s head, his finger resting firmly on the trigger.“Because if you try anything foolish,
An unknown visitor
A few moments after Miranda exited the hall, the wooden door flung open again, and in came a man. The man was tall, clad in a long white native attire. His face was covered with bushy black beards, and a small white traditional cap sat on top of his head. Scott raised his head slowly, and when he spotted the man, he swiftly rose to his feet and reached for the revolver at his belt… but unfortunately, there was nothing there. “Easy now, boy. You don’t want blood all over your beautiful meeting hall, do you?” the man said softly, a smirk evident on his face. He advanced forward slowly, his hands still tucked casually in his pockets. “Who are you?” Scott demanded. “You know, in a vendetta, you should always keep your weapon by your side. But look at you—completely unarmed. I could easily kill you right now,” the man spoke audibly, the smirk still lingering on his face. “I don’t need a weapon to kill a guy like you,” Scott bellowed. “And you don’t have to answer my question… I alrea
Doorsteps
The men and women kept speaking, informing Scott about the business and operations that had taken place while he was away, as well as how Kael had handled things on his own. Scott listened attentively. Deep down, he doubted most of their words. He knew they were only trying to make him believe that Kael was a good guy—but he said nothing.All he did was listen.They spoke for several minutes until they were finally done, and the hall went dead silent.Scott just sat there in silence, digesting everything, his hands resting on the golden table, his eyes glancing at the people sitting around him.After a few moments of silence, he finally spoke up, “Thank you all for your hard work and dedication. You managed to cooperate and work diligently while I was away. I appreciate that.”They all nodded collectively.“But boss, don’t you think Kael should be part of this meeting?” a man among the group questioned. The man was known as Gabriel Veratti.“And why should he be part of the meeting?”
Covering up
Scott retrieved the vulture's feather from Kael to examine it closely. The feather was far bigger than that of normal birds, and it was also pitch black.A vulture...A sign of death.Scott already knew the Arabic men were behind the killing of the guards, but now the footage just confirmed it."Who do you think these men are?" Kael whispered to Scott. "What do you think they want?"Scott stood there in silence for a few moments before shifting his gaze towards Kael. "Did such a thing happen while I was away? Was anyone killed?""No, boss. This is the first time," Kael affirmed, and Scott went mute once again.They know.They waited until he was back before they began the killings. They knew he was back."Give these men a proper burial and make sure their families lack nothing," Scott ordered after a few moments of silence, and Kael bowed slightly. "I also want you to arrange a meeting. I'd like to speak to the high-ranking members in the empire... every single one of them should gath
Vulture's feather
"You don't have to worry about Kael anymore. Now that I'm back, he no longer has the power to harm anyone," Scott affirmed."Are you going to punish him, though? He shouldn't get away with everything he's done. I know I haven't been here for even a month, but in that short time, I could see how terrified everyone was of him. He tortured people day in and day out. That man is a monster," Angela muttered.Scott leaned back in his seat, folding his arms across his chest, a thoughtful expression settling on his face."As much as I hate to admit it, I don't think I can punish Kael," Scott stated."What? Why not?" Angela blurted out, her brows furrowed in disbelief."He kept things running while I was gone. If he hadn't done what he did, the empire might've collapsed entirely," Scott replied firmly."So you're saying you support the way he treated everyone? The cruelty?" Angela asked, her tone sharp with disapproval."I'm not saying that," Scott responded, shaking his head. "I'm just saying
Time to adapt
The Next Morning...The rays of the morning sun flickered into the luxurious room, cutting through the delicate curtains and shining brightly into Scott’s eyes, stirring him from his slumber. With a low grunt, he sat up slowly, the silky bedsheets slipping down his bare chest. He swung his legs off the bed and stretched his body with a deep yawn before moving toward the large window at the far end of the room.As he pulled the curtain aside, the golden sunlight flooded in, casting a warm glow across the marble floor. His eyes scanned the estate grounds. From his vantage point, he could already see his workers hard at work. The guards were patrolling the compound with practiced precision, eyes constantly scanning for any disturbance. Meanwhile, the maids were bustling about, cleaning every corner of the massive property with quiet efficiency.Scott stood there for a few moments, taking it all in—the return to normalcy, the subtle hum of activity that came with power. With a deep breath
Feather
Meanwhile… Elsewhere on Scott’s estate…In a quiet, deserted section of the property, four guards sat in a loose circle on wooden chairs, their flashlights clutched in their left hands while their rifles hung over their shoulders. The air was cool and thick with silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves or the chirping of distant insects.They were stationed near the outer boundary of the estate—a less-traveled area that bordered dense woods. "I can't believe boss is back, man." One of the guards said, raising his plastic and sipping the gin he held in his right hand."I can't believe that after all these months he finally returned. Many said he was dead, some said he abandoned the empire because of all the responsibilities. But he's finally back." Another guard spoke up, and a joyful expression evident on his face."I'm really glad he's back. Even though I haven't met him or see him, I know he's a good and generous man. He increases our salary every month back then. No
Position
Scott walked up the staircase, ascending toward his room with slow, deliberate steps. When he reached the door, he paused for a moment before pushing it open. Scott stood silently at the threshold, his eyes sweeping across the space as a distant, unreadable expression settled on his face.The room was exactly as he had left it months ago. Not a single thing seemed out of place. There were no cobwebs in the corners, no dust blanketing the surfaces—clear evidence that the maids had continued tending to it regularly. They must have believed he would one day return, and they had kept it in perfect shape, almost as if time had stopped here."At least he didn't touch my room," Scott murmured to himself, stepping inside and gently closing the door behind him.He moved toward the bed and sat down heavily, leaning his elbows on his knees, his back hunched and his mind consumed with thought. His face remained expressionless, but his eyes told a different story—one of confusion, disappointment,
Welcome back, boss!
Scott ran his fingers through his sleek black hair and paced back and forth on the raised platform. The things he was hearing now were vastly different from how things had been just months ago. It felt like everything had changed completely—as if he had been gone for years—yet it hadn't even been a full year since his departure."You mean Sandro never used the money I sent him to support the companies?" Scott finally questioned, his voice edged with disbelief."No, he didn’t," Kael replied audibly. "Whenever I told him the company was running low on cash, he would say we should manage because you hadn’t been answering your calls. The company was slowly going bankrupt because there was no money to sustain it. That’s why I took those loans.""Sandro?" Scott echoed bitterly. "How could he do this to me? I trusted him.""I don’t think now is the time for you to worry about that, boss. You literally just got back home after months. You should’ve told me you were coming—I would have—""What
