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2026-09-07 22:14:34
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THE TRILLIONAIRE'S SICK HUSBAND . BOARDROOM ULTIMATUM
One month had passed since back time . One month since that first $500,000 trial order.The store room in the basement of Hale Tower was no longer a store room.It was a small, real factory now.The smell of old files was gone. Now the whole basement smelled like fresh, roasted organic corn chips. Ten workers, all from Willow Creek Valley, worked day and night in two shifts. Two packing machines that Ethan had bought second-hand were running non-stop. The walls, which once had damp patches, now had four framed cheques hanging on them.Cheque 1: Whole Foods - $500,000 - PAID AND SOLD OUTCheque 2: Trader Joe's - $2 Million - FIRST ORDERCheque 3: Walmart Local - $3 Million - ORGANIC AISLE CONTRACTCheque 4: Target - $5 Million - NATIONAL TRIALTotal Pipeline in 1 Month: $10.5 Million.For a store room that started with $500 in cash, it was a miracle.Olivia was no longer the quiet boutique girl from Willow Creek. She was a boss lady now. Her hair was always tied up in a tight bun, a la
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S SICK HUSBAND . THE FIRST ORDER WAR
Hale Tower, Basement, Store Room B.It was 6:00 AM. The 88th floor was still sleeping in silk sheets, but the basement was already awake.Ethan was doing his 5 AM routine. Thirty minutes of boxing. No fancy gym. Just a punching bag he had hung from a rusty pipe in the store room, surrounded by boxes of files and old chairs. Sweat dripped from his forehead. Every punch was for Victoria. Every punch was for the tower above him.The door opened. Olivia came in, holding two paper cups of coffee and a small packet of chips. Her hair was tied back, her eyes tired. She had been up all night."Morning, fighter," she said, smiling. She handed him a coffee.Behind her came Rick, Olivia's old foreman from the farm. A loyal man in his fifties, with hands that knew soil.Rick said, "Son, the buyer from Whole Foods is coming at 10 AM. If we get this order, it's $5 Million. It's our first big break."Ethan took the chips packet. It was their own chips. Made from the real corn of Willow Creek Valley,
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S SICK HUSBAND . THE BOARD ROOM WAR
Hale Tower, 88th floor. Manhattan.After 5 years, Ethan wore a black suit. Same old tailor, but now the body was of a fighter. Olivia tied his tie. Her hands were shaking.Olivia: "Ethan, 20 directors. All are Victoria's people. She won't even let you speak."Ethan: "In Willow Creek when we dug for water, we didn't find it easily. But we never stopped digging. Today, we will dig again."Uncle was behind him. In the file - a copy of the USB, hospital papers, and one small file - HOPE FOODS - Profit $1.2M in 6 months.Victoria was already in the boardroom. White suit, 10 guards. Lucas was there too. On the table her nameplate: CEO VICTORIA HALE - 50%On the other chair: CEO ETHAN HALE - 50%20 directors. All bought by Victoria. They laughed seeing Ethan.Victoria: "Oh, look who is alive. My stepson. You're late, meeting was at 8."Ethan sat down. He looked at his watch. "8:01. You are 5 years late, in poisoning my mother."Silence.Victoria turned on the projector."Directors, as you kn
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S SICK HUSBAND . 50-50
2:00 AM. Willow Creek, Texas.Ethan pulled that old pot from the inner wall of the well. After 5 years. Put his hand inside, took out the muddy USB drive.Olivia's hand was shaking. "Ethan, if you take this, Victoria will try to kill you again."Ethan put the USB in his pocket. "This is what I lived for 5 years. I am not scared anymore."Outside, 2 black SUVs. Men sent by Uncle Rafiq. One old driver, tears in his eyes."Ethan, my boy... Uncle Rafiq looked at your photo every day for 5 years. He always said one day we will meet."Ethan: "Where is Uncle Rafiq?"Man: "In Manhattan. In hiding. Victoria put a $1 Million bounty on him too. Let's leave before sunrise, otherwise Victoria's drones will see us."Mom kissed Ethan's forehead. "Go, son. But come back. This home is yours forever."Olivia took down the board of Hope Boutique and put it in her bag. "Let's go."The SUVs kicked up dust. Behind, the punching bag hanging on the oak tree was swinging alone in the wind.9:00 AM. Manhattan,
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S SICK HUSBAND . 5 Years LATER
THAT SAME NIGHT 1:30 AM. RAIDVictoria's men came to break the pots. "The USB is in this house!"Mom screamed: "HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!"20 neighbors came running with bats and shovels. They fought them. Smashed their car windows. The men ran away.That same night, Mom hid the USB pot inside the well, behind the bricks on the inner wall. She smashed the power bank with a rock and threw it in the well.Victoria thought the USB was lost forever.Morning. Church bell. 5 years later.In the yard, the oak tree has grown big. A punching bag is hanging from it with a rope. Old, torn.Ethan is punching that bag. THUD THUD. Sweat. Heavy breathing.Not skinny like before. Broad shoulders. Broad chest. Scars on his knuckles from punching.Voice from inside: "Ethan! Breakfast is getting cold!"Ethan let go of the bag. "Coming Olivia."5 years ago. Ethan on the bed. Legs shaking.Olivia gave him her hand. "Try."Ethan: "I can't..."Olivia: "You can. For me."First step. Fell. 10th step. Stood up.Oli
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S SICK HUSBAND . THE HIDDEn HEALING
12:30 AM. THAT SAME NIGHT - CARS IN WILLOW CREEKThe same 2 black SUVs from the end of Chapter 17 that stopped outside Willow Creek, now entered the town.Tires on the dirt road. SCREECH.4 men got out. Black clothes. Flashlights in hands. One holding Ethan's photo, another holding a signal tracker."Signal is coming from right here. Willow Creek. Madam said the USB's last location is here."KNOCK KNOCK on Martha's cabin door.Martha's heart raced. Inside, Ethan and Olivia were sleeping on the cot, unaware. The USB was hidden in a clay pot under the corn kernels.Martha opened the door, bravely: "Who is it at this time of night?"Man: "Victoria Hale's men. Searching for 2 fugitives. A girl and a sick boy. Seen them?"Martha: "No dear. Only me and my disabled son on the bed. Check if you want."The men scanned the room with their flashlights. They saw Ethan wrapped in a blanket, his face covered. Olivia had already slipped out the back door into the cornfield to mislead them, not leavi
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