2026-02-15 07:40:38A sudden idea and solution flickered in his thoughts.
He said to Lynda, “In that case, drive me to the Woods Mansion.”
“Isn’t that where your ex lives?” Aileen asked.
“It is. But I got a plan.” Chris said with a smile on his face.
Then he continued, “I’m going to need a little favor from you.”
The two girls looked at him suspiciously.
“What help?” Lynda asked first.
“Can you hook me up with some fake TNT props?”
“What!?” the two ladies exclaimed.
“If I may ask, for what?” Aileen asked
“Bring your ears, ladies.” Chris said as he smiled.
Then he whispered something into their ears.
The two of them gasped.
“This new underboss is one smart guy. I like him already.” Aileen muttered to herself.
Lynda drove to the Woods family mansion in no time.
As he collected the gun from them, he smiled.
“Thanks for your help, ladies. I’ll see you later.” Chris said as he waved at them.
“Goodluck, boss.” They said to him happily.
As Chris walked into the Woods mansion, the first person he saw was Veronica.
She had just finished having her bath and was tying her bathrobe well when she looked up to see Chris.
She gasped in shock, “Oh!”
She turned her back towards him.
Chris’s Rom eyes activated and he was shocked with what wonders the eyes could see
“Wait! I can see through her clothes?” he asked himself.
“The power of the eyes of Rom is X-ray vision?” he grinned as he muttered to himself.
“Chris Greene. What are you doing here? You and Charlotte are divorced, remember?” Veronica asked.
“We are. You know? That’s true. But I was her lawfully wedded husband so that gives me a legal right to her assets, so… all I want is $50 million and I’ll be on my way.” Chris said coolly.
Veronica laughed at him, “ $50 million? Are you insane? Out. Now!”
“I’m not here to argue with you. I’m going to speak with Charlotte.” Chris dismissed her.
Before he could go through, Veronica tried to stop him.
Chris pushed her to the couch, her ass facing him.
His Rom eyes activated again and he could see her naked butt.
He couldn’t help himself as he slightly pressed it.
“Chris Greene! You better not be trying anything funny.” Veronica warned him.
Chris chuckled as he yanked her head to the bad, “You seem to enjoy having your way with me. Maybe I should return the favor.”
He spanked her ass loudly.
She moaned softly.
“If Charlotte finds out about this, she will never forgive you. I’m still technically your mother-in-law. We shouldn’t.” Veronica said as she tried to come to her senses.
“Really?” Chris spanked her again. “That’s not what you said last night in bed.”
“What are you...” before Veronica could finish, Chris cut her off.
Charlotte saw them from the stairs and rushed down, “Stop!”
“Chris, you disgust me. Let her go right now.” Charlotte shouted.
“Look who decided to join the party?” Chris grinned.
“I said, let go of her.” Charlotte said again.
“I will… if you uh… if you give me $50 million.” Chris said.
“No way. The best I can do is 1 million. Take it or leave it.” Charlotte said, folding her arms.
“Wow! You hear that?” Chris asked facing Veronica.
“You helped her with her twisted plan to divorce me and you’re still only worth a measly 1 million.” Chris mocked her.
“Shut up!” Charlotte snapped. Then she clapped her hands, signaling for her boys to come down.
In no time, they came with their guns.
“Last chance. Let Vee go or my men will turn you into Swiss cheese.” Charlotte said with an attitude.
Chris smirked, “You are going to shoot me? Go ahead! If anyone’s not leaving this room alive, it’s you guys.”
Charlotte looked at him intently. Then signaled to her men that they shoot him.
Chris panicked, “Wait… wait… wait…”
“What? You scared, baby boy?” Charlotte said with a grin
“Never again, Charlotte.” Chris said as he opened his shirt and the bomb came in view.
Panic rose in everybody’s heart.
They all shifted back.
“Do I look scared to you, Charlotte?” Chris asked as he held the switch of the bomb in his hand.
“Chris, you’re insane.” Charlotte said softly.
“Yeah. Yeah. I’m insane. A total nutjob. And you? You’re a Wood. The precious heir to your family’s multi-billion dollar fortune. You see, I’m an orphan, Charlotte. A simple commoner with no money or power. What do I have to lose? I’ll gladly walk back into hell if it means taking you down with me.” Chris said with a determined look on his face.
He stepped forward, as if he was about to press the button.
“Fine!” Charlotte snapped.
“I’ll give you what you want. My family’s money is mostly from investment. It’s not like I actually have $50 million on me right now.” She replied.
“Well, then. How much do you have?” Chris asked immediately.
“$20 million?” Charlotte responded softly.
“Deal!” Chris said happily.
Immediately, one of Charlotte’s men brought a black card in and Charlotte gave it to him.
Chris smiled at her, “It was good doing business with you, Charlotte. See ya.” He said happily as he walked away.
As he held the card in his hand, he smiled triumphantly and threw the fake bomb away.
As the scene played in his head again, he couldn’t help but smile.
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Chris reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small black velvet box. He snapped it open, revealing a breathtaking 24-carat gold ring set with a brilliant, flawless diamond that caught the warm light of the sunset."Michelle, I promise that every single day I wake up, I will live my life devoted to you," Chris said, his eyes locked onto hers with absolute certainty. "I will put you before my business, before my title, before everything else in this world. I will make you the happiest, most cherished woman alive. I love you more than I love my own life."Michelle stared at the glistening gold ring, her tears slowing down as shock and sheer happiness took over. "When did you even have the time to buy that? Did you plan this before you went to the warehouse?"Chris chuckled softly, shaking his head. "I wish I had, but no. I told Adrian to get it for me right as we were leaving the hospital today. I just gave him the specifications."A bright, beautiful smile spread across her fac
Chapter 360
The warm morning light poured through the blinds of the private recovery ward. Chris sat on the edge of the bed, buttoning his crisp white shirt. Michelle stood in front of him, carefully fixing his collar. Her movements were gentle and thorough, but she was quiet. She adjusted the fabric without saying a word, her eyes fixed on her task.Adrian walked into the room carrying a thin leather folder. "Discharge papers are cleared, boss. Cars are waiting downstairs.""Thanks, Adrian," Chris said. He looked over at Michelle, who was already turning away to zip up his travel bag. Then turning back to him "You've handled everything at the office smoothly these past few days.""Gideon and I kept things tight," Adrian replied. He handed Chris a pen. "Just need your signature on the dock transfer authorization, and we're completely done with the DeLuca fallout."Chris signed the page and handed the folder back. He glanced at Michelle's back as she folded a light jacket, then looked at Adria
Chapter 359
The steady, rhythmic beep of the heart monitor was the only sound echoing inside the private ICU room on the top floor of St. Jude's Medical Center. Chris lay motionless on the bed, his skin pale under the harsh white lights. Bandages were wrapped tightly around his chest, hiding the deep wound where Fabio DeLuca’s hunting knife had slashed his right side. Multiple IV lines fed medicine directly into his veins, but his great rate on the monitor fluctuated weakly, dipping lower with every passing minute.Outside. Michelle paced back and forth across the polished floor, her eyes red and swollen from crying. Gideon sat on a bench nearby, his face buried in his trembling hands, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably. Adrian stood near the floor-to-ceiling windows, his hands shoved deep into his trouser pockets trying to keep maintain his composure.Gideon looked up, streaked with tears. "It’s my fault, Adrian," he choked out, his voice cracking with intense guilt. "I should have been at Pi
Chapter 358
The cold night air howled outside but inside, the silence was suffocating. Chris sat on his knees in a growing pool of his own blood, his left arm locked tightly around Fabio DeLuca’s throat. His vision blurred, white spots dancing across his eyes as his body slowly gave out.Don Vito stood ten feet away, leaning both hands heavily on his silver cane. His armed guards stood in a semi-circle, rifles raised, waiting for the command to fire."The supervisors are long gone, Greene," Don Vito said, his voice quiet, raspy, and sharp. "You fulfilled your little hero complex. Now let my nephew go."Chris forced his chin up, keeping his face as emotionless and hard as stone despite the searing, agonizing pain ripping through his right side."BODAS," Chris rasped, his voice barely above a whisper. "Confirm vehicle status."In his coat pocket, his mobile terminal replied softly "VEHICLE HAS CLEARED THE DOCK GATES," Vito sneered, mocking the computer's tone. "Is that what you wanted to hear? You
Chapter 357
The warehouse was dead silent except for the harsh, ragged sound of Chris’s heavy breathing. Blood continued to pour from his right side, soaking through his trousers and staining the cold concrete beneath him. His left arm remained locked tightly around Fabio DeLuca’s throat, using the younger man as a physical shield against six armed rifles."You're losing a lot of blood, Greene," Don Vito said, taking a slow step forward "Your grip is going to slip in a minute. Your eyes are already glassing over. You can't hold him forever.""I don't need to hold him forever," Chris said. "I only need to hold him long enough to see those three men walk out of those gates."Fabio clawed uselessly at Chris’s arm, his face flushed dark red, his legs kicking against the floor. "Uncle..." Fabio choked out, his throat constricted. "Don't... don't do as he says... he's going to die soon ...""Shut up, Fabio," Chris growled into his ear, tightening his forearm just enough to cut off his air entirely for
Chapter 356
The cold steel of the pistol barrel pressed hard into the center of Chris’s forehead and blood poured continuously from his right side, soaking through his dress shirt and dripping around his knees on the concrete floor. His vision blurred at the edges, but his eyes remained fixed on Fabio's face."Say something," Fabio sneered, tapping the gun barrel against Chris’s skull. "Beg for your life. Tell my uncle you're sorry for taking his docks. Give me something to laugh about before I squeeze this trigger."Chris forced his breathing to slow down, fighting the dizzying pain in his ribs and refusing to let out any sound of pain."If you were going to shoot me, Fabio," Chris said, his voice raspy, but steady, "you would have pulled the trigger the second I fell."Fabio’s grin twitched. "You think I'm playing with you? You think this is a game?""I think you're weak," Chris replied, staring straight into Fabio's eyes. "You couldn't beat me in business. You couldn't beat me with your comput
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