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Chapter 61
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2026-01-25 10:23:52
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Maxwell was sitting at his desk, the morning's noise still running through his head, when the smartphone beside his laptop started vibrating. He picked it up, saw Driana's name flashing on the screen, and swiped to answer."Driana," he said, holding the phone to his ear."I didn't see the news until after this morning," Driana said, her usual business tone replaced by a voice that sounded genuinely surprised and slightly tired. "I honestly can't believe how fast that clip is spreading. The whole city is talking about it. How are you holding up?"Maxwell leaned back in his leather chair, looking down at the dull morning light on his desk. "I'm alright," he said casually. "It takes more than a twenty-three-second video to rattle me."They talked for a few minutes. Driana was being surprisingly nice, dropping her attitude to check if the media was crowding the penthouse or making things difficult for him at work. She told him that her own security team at Vertex was already handling thi
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The call between Maxwell and Victoria had been open the better part of an hour, and Maxwell had already made up his mind."I'm putting people on it tonight," she assured him.Maxwell agreed with her. "I think we shouldn't just chase it from our end. We should also go after the broadcaster. Whoever fed them that video had to hand it over somehow, so we can get the number it came from, the name on the account, the email, the timestamp buried in the file, every last thread of it. Whoever sent it either got it from somebody else first, or he was standing on that plaza filming it with his own two hands. Either way the trail will end at a face, and I'll put a name to that face."Maxwell knew that was a good plan. Surely the broadcasters would know who sent the video to them and even if it was unanimous, they still used a number or an email so that was something. For a moment Victoria said nothing at all. Then she laughed, and the pride in it was unmistakable."Listen to you," she said. "On
From Trash to Titan Chapter 299
Back in Maxwell's apartment, the television was still going, throwing its restless light across the dark living room.Maxwell was not watching it because he cared in the slightest what these people had to say about Sterling Industries. He was watching it in the faint hope that one of them would slip and let the source's name fall out on air.He doubted any of them would. But even if the broadcast gave up nothing at all, Maxwell was not especially worried, because after listening to the audio on that clip over and over again, he had begun to suspect that he already knew the voice attached to it.Earlier that very day he had crossed paths with the two Lee brothers, Damon and Dexter. Damon had been the calmer of the pair, the diplomat of the family, and whether or not that calm was an act, he had not struck Maxwell as the kind of man who would film a stranger in a plaza and hand the footage off to a national network. Dexter was another matter entirely.The more Maxwell turned it over in
From Trash to Titan Chapter 298
"Then you may tell Mr. Anders that we will return his call tomorrow," Debra said without bothering to look up.e"Madam, he was really very-""Tomorrow, Patrice." Debra's voice hardened to a fine point. "Now kindly shut that door and leave us to our evening."The housekeeper bowed her head and pulled the door closed behind her.Ramon raised an eyebrow across the candles. "Anders? Three times in one night? That is not at all like him.""Ramon, that man telephones three separate times when he stubs his toe getting out of bed in the morning," Debra said, and the table chuckled at her. "Whatever this is, it has survived just fine until now, and it will survive perfectly well until breakfast."Ramon laughed and let the whole matter drop, the way he let most matters drop once Debra had decided them.Armand did not laugh. His eyes drifted toward the sideboard, toward that napkin that would not stop pulsing with light underneath it, and for half a second he genuinely considered pushing back hi
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Years ago, back when Ramon Lexus was still a nobody clawing his way toward becoming somebody, he had told a single foolish lie to a single journalist. He had claimed he was born on a national holiday, simply because he thought it made him sound like a man marked out by destiny. And how that one little lie had grown. It had crawled onto his Wikipedia page, wormed its way into every interview he gave for the next two decades, and hardened into public record so completely that there was no undoing it now. And was there anything in this world quite so absurd as a self-made man held prisoner by a lie he had told once just to sound important?So now, every single year, Ramon was forced to throw a grinning fake birthday in front of the cameras on a day that was not his birthday at all, and then celebrate the real one in secret behind locked doors with only the handful of people who knew the truth. There was a certain poetry to it, really, that a family so comfortable rewriting the truth when
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Across the city, a single twenty-three-second video was burning through the internet faster than anyone could keep up with, and the name riding on top of it, Maxwell Sterling, had already forced its way into every wealthy household, every gossip account, and every business desk that mattered in the entire region. People who had never heard that name an hour ago were now refreshing their feeds over and over like men possessed, and across a hundred expensive studies grown adults were rereading the same impossible headline three times in a row just to convince themselves their eyes were not lying to them. One man had set the whole city alight in a single evening, and the fire was only spreading.And yet, on the far side of that same blazing city, behind the tall gates of a mansion lit up with old music and candlelight, there sat one family that had no idea any of it was happening. How cruel fate could be when it wanted to be. Of every household that should have been glued to its scree
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