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Trillionaire they never noticed Sandro and the Chinese
The second Riggs arrived within striking distance Sandro stretched forth his hands quickly and grabbed him by the shirt. Rigs attempted to break free but Sandro was quick. He swiftly rose to his feet and swung out his fist towards his face.Sandro's fist connected neatly with his face and knocked him out instantly. Even though Riggs was now unconscious Sandro still didn't let go of him."You fucking bastard!" One of the comrades cursed in Chinese, and without any delay he opened fire. He fired rapidly at Sandro.Sandro, on the other hand, used Riggs as a human shield. As the comrade shot at him the bullets were hitting Riggs instead, and blood flowed out like rain.Sandro knew the body wouldn't hold on for long and soon the bullets would begin to penetrate and hit him, so he secured Riggs' pistol from his belt. After retrieving the gun he tossed the body on the floor and stretched forth his right hand.BANG!Sandro pulled the trigger and shot the man on the head. Blood splattered arou
Trillionaire they never noticed The escape
BANG!The sound of gunshot echoed throughout the place, catching the attention of the rest of the comrades. They all shifted their gazes towards the direction of the noise, and without wasting time they began to dash towards it.Sandro swallowed hard after shooting the man, and he swiftly dashed outside the room. However, before he could take another step forward he caught sight of the Chinese gangsters in front of him.Sandro pointed his pistol towards them with his finger on the trigger."You are seriously going to fight bullets with a dagger? If that's the case then be my guest!" Sandro voiced out as he gripped the gun tightly with both hands."Go ahead then. We are going to attack you collectively because there's no way you can shoot us all at once!" One of them responded in English."We'll see about that." Sandro smirked as he pulled the trigger of the gun.CLICK! CLICK!His smirk vanished instantly after hearing the clicking sound when the trigger was pulled."Haha, it seems you
Trillionaire they never noticed A group of four with a good plan
It's been three days since Scott had a fight with Sam and his boys, and three days have been peaceful for him. He would wake up and leave his cell to work, and after work he would have his meal before returning back to his cell.Sam and his minions have been avoiding him since then. After the fight he became scared of Scott and has been keeping his distance to avoid trouble.Caleb, on the other hand, was still trying to get Scott to forgive him after his betrayal, but Scott paid no attention to him. He just pretends like he doesn't exist while he carries on with his daily activities.Scott was also starting to get worried because he was yet to hear anything from Sandro. It's been almost a week since he gave out the order to find his Chinese ally and come rescue him, but so far there was no sign of him.Scott was starting to wonder if the Chinese refused to help him escape and there was no way Sandro could report back because Scott doesn't have access to the phone anymore. If that was
Trillionaire they never noticed No
"At the end of every three months the top officers and sergeants in this prison are called to the headquarters for a meeting, and only the guards would be left here. The guards job is to make sure all prisoners cooperate and don't try anything funny. However, these guards aren't as skilled as the officers. They lack the skills and experience that will make it easy for us to attack them." Gabriel explained in a hushed tone."Attack them? They might not be well experienced like the rest of the officers but they will all be armed with guns. There's no way we'll defeat them with our bare fists." Scott spoke up."Relax and hear the whole plan, Scott." Adonis stated."The officers will only be gone for two days, and they will be leaving tomorrow, that's when we'll carry out the plan." Gabriel continued. "When all prisoners are gathered here in the cafeteria for breakfast we are going to start up a fight with some of them, and we won't stop until a full blown war starts here in this cafeteri
Trillionaire they never noticed Extra man
"Can I please use your phone?" Scott requested politely."My phone?" Angela muttered with a slight look of confusion etched on her face."I know prisoners aren't allowed to make phone calls, but this is really imply please." Scott remarked."Does it have anything to do with your escape?" She asked.Scott stood there in silence after hearing those words, and he ran his fingers through his sporting black hair.He let out a sigh before responding, "Yes. I need to call my trusted man to know what's up.""Alright." Angela nodded as she turned around and walked towards her drawer. She pulled open and brought out her cell phone before walking back to Scott. "Here you go." She said, stretching forth the phone towards him. "Really?'' Scott asked. He was prepared to convince Angela for several minutes to give him the phone, but for some reason she agreed without any stress."Yes, Scott. Take it and make your call. But make sure to be quick about it.. I don't want an officer walking in on you."
Trillionaire they never noticed Caleb
"Good job today, guys! All prisoners should go take a shower and return back to their cell in thirty minutes!" An officer's voice echoed throughout the place as the prisoners began to exit the open field and headed to the shower. Scott took off his orange jumpsuit and stood under the shower, allowing the water to flow from his head to his feet.A few moments later he turned it off and wore his clothes before stepping out of the bathroom. Stepping outside, he saw Caleb waiting in line."Are you done?" Caleb asked."Yeah." Scott replied as he slid his hands into his pocket before walking away. Caleb then walked into the bathroom and took off the uniform. He turned on the shower before standing under it.As Caleb washed his body the entrance door flung open and Sam and his minions barged inside. They turned off the shower, causing Caleb to open his eyes slowly to see just who was disturbing his peaceful bath.Caleb still had soap all over his face when the shower was turned off, and whe
Trillionaire they never noticed Showed compassion
Scott walked down the hallway with his hands casually tucked in his pockets as he made his way towards the bathroom. When he arrived there he halted his steps and glanced around.The bathroom area was deserted.There was no trace of people."There's still at least five minutes before lights out. Usually there should still be people around until the last second when they will finally get dragged back to their cell rooms. But for some reason there's no one around." Scott mused as he examined the area. "That could only mean someone with authority, or someone who is feared and ordered them to leave." Scott intoned before taking a step closer to the entrance of the bathroom.He stretched forth his hand and pushed the door open before stepping inside. The second he stepped inside his eyes widened in terror.You first thing he saw when he entered was Caleb lying unconscious on this floor. The floor and wall was also stained within blood.Scott rushed forward and crouched down beside him to e
Trillionaire they never noticed Boiling room
The Boiling room.It was no child's play.A place where prisoners who break the rule are taken to.The Boiling room isn't just any room. The room is very tiny, and the temperature in there was similar to that of an oven. That's not all. The room also serves as a home to several insects like ants and mosquitoes.The last prisoner who spent only three days there came out like a barbeque. He could barely speak or talk, and his whole body was stiff. It took him several weeks to recover from it.The longest duration a person has spent in the room was four days. However, since Scott's offence was huge, they had to make him spend one week inside.."One week in the Boiling room? Is that a joke?! That bastard just tried to kill me! You should have him hanged!" Sam retorted as he watched Scott being escorted to the room."He'll die either way because I doubt if he'll survive a week in there." The guard replied before exiting the place with Scott.They walked for several minutes before they fina
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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
Everything's changed
Kael stood motionless on the raised platform, a puzzled expression evident on his face as his eyes locked onto the sleek black car slowly driving onto the green field. The murmuring of the crowd faded into a tense silence as all heads turned to watch the vehicle approach. A thick wave of curiosity and unease swept through them, each person wondering who could possibly be inside.They all recognized the vehicle. It wasn’t just any car—it was a limousine reserved exclusively for the highest-ranking members of the empire. But all known high-ranking figures were already present on the field. The presence of this particular car raised an immediate and unsettling question: who else could it be?Down on the wooden platform, Jude Gallagher remained on his knees, his wrists still bound. He squinted at the advancing limousine, his breath caught in his throat. Then, slowly, a wide grin crept across his bruised face.“He’s… back,” he muttered softly, the words barely a whisper, yet somehow still
