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Chapter 59 – The Loyalty Tests
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The Trillionaire System Chapter 60 Cracks in the Storm
The penthouse was quiet except for the low hum of servers and the patter of rain against glass. Ethan sat at his desk, eyes fixed on the encrypted relay that had just lit up. The System highlighted the text in pale blue, each word pulsing like a heartbeat.— Ordered to kill one of my own. Proof demanded. Kane tearing at his own flesh.Ethan leaned back, the chair creaking. The message had come through one of the deepest channels—a burner path designed to look like static in a sea of noise. Few could have navigated it. Fewer still would risk it.“Marcus,” Ethan murmured.Leah’s ConcernLeah entered, a mug of coffee in her hands, her hair tied back, her expression tight. “You’ve been staring at that screen for ten minutes. What is it?”Ethan gestured. She read the message, her brows knitting.Her voice dropped. “If this is real, Kane’s pushing his men past breaking point.”“If it’s real,” Ethan echoed.Leah set the mug down hard. “You think it’s a trap.”“I think Kane’s paranoid enough
The Trillionaire System Chapter 59 – The Loyalty Tests
The mansion became a crucible. The very walls seemed to close in on the men inside, every corridor echoing with the sound of boots, every door shadowed by suspicion. Kane had declared war not only on Ethan Cross but on his own ranks, determined to smoke out the traitor he was certain hid among them.The First Test: Public HumiliationAt noon, Kane gathered the men in the courtyard. Rain slicked the cobblestones, but nobody moved. Dozens of soldiers stood at rigid attention, their eyes fixed on the man who ruled their lives and deaths.Kane stepped out onto the balcony above, flanked by Rourke and Donovan. He looked down on them as though they were children—his children, but disobedient ones.“You serve me,” Kane’s voice thundered. “You live under my roof, you eat at my table, you carry my banner. And yet—” his eyes swept the courtyard like searchlights, “—one of you betrays me. One of you whispers to Cross. One of you feeds him the strength to stand against me.”The soldiers shifted u
The Trillionaire System Chapter 58 The Traitor’s Shadow
The mansion had always been Kane’s fortress. Its marble halls and armed guards were symbols of his untouchable reign. But in recent days, the fortress felt less like a palace and more like a trap—one Kane had built for himself.The execution in the war room had not restored loyalty. If anything, it had sharpened fear into desperation. Whispers were louder now, though men kept their voices low. Kane heard them anyway. He always heard.And paranoia fed him like oxygen.The Long NightKane sat alone in his private study, the curtains drawn tight, a single lamp burning low. The desk before him was cluttered with papers—ledgers, surveillance reports, dossiers of his own men.His eyes were bloodshot, his fingers drumming on the wood as he reread the same report for the tenth time. It wasn’t the numbers that bothered him. It was the feeling behind them.“Someone,” he muttered, “is feeding Cross.”He picked up a glass of whiskey, then set it down untouched. He no longer trusted himself to dri
The Trillionaire System Chapter 57 The Devil’s Grip, The Soldier’s Gamble
The mansion never slept, not anymore. Where once there had been the rhythm of power—businessmen arriving in the evenings, politicians leaving before dawn, soldiers laughing in the courtyards—now there was only tension. Guards paced in pairs, lieutenants whispered in alcoves, and everywhere, Kane’s shadow stretched long.Marcus could feel it in the walls. The empire was sick, but the disease wasn’t Ethan Cross. It was Kane’s paranoia, spreading faster than any rival could.Kane Calls His CourtThe summons came before dawn. Men shuffled into the war room, boots echoing on marble, rifles slung but unnecessary—nobody dared draw a weapon in Kane’s presence unless ordered.The war room itself felt more like a throne chamber. A long mahogany table stretched toward the far wall where massive windows overlooked the city. The blinds were half-drawn, allowing slits of gray morning light to cut through smoke that hung heavy in the air.Kane stood at the head of the table, sleeves rolled up, eyes
The Trillionaire System Chapter 56 The Weight of Loyalty
The mansion was awake long past midnight. Lights burned in every corridor, men moved with clipped steps, and the sharp scent of gun oil lingered in the air. The failed raid on the East District courier nest had left Kane furious, and when Kane didn’t sleep, nobody dared rest.Marcus moved through the halls with the squad, his boots echoing against marble that felt colder than usual. He could feel it in the air—like the pressure before a storm. The men whispered less, their eyes darted more. Kane’s wrath was everywhere, even when he wasn’t in the room.Summons to the ThroneThe summons came at dawn.Rourke, shoulders hunched and face pale, appeared in the corridor. “Kane wants you. Now.”Marcus said nothing, just nodded, though his pulse quickened. He followed Rourke into the war room, where the air was thick with smoke. Kane sat at the head of the long table, his chair turned slightly so the morning light fell across his scarred cheek.The table itself was scattered with maps, dossier
The Trillionaire System Chapter 55 Gamma’s Breaking Point
The East District was never truly dark. Even at midnight, the streets glowed with the lurid pinks and blues of neon signs advertising noodle stalls, nightclubs, and cheap motels. Steam rose from sewer grates, mixing with the tang of frying oil and exhaust fumes. To most of the city, this was just another restless night. To Gamma Team, it was a test of loyalty, faith, and survival.The Convoy Rolls InFive SUVs rolled through the narrow lanes, tires splashing through shallow puddles. Their matte-black paint drank in the neon light, turning them into moving shadows.Marcus rode shotgun in the lead car, his rifle across his knees, jaw set tight. His reflection stared back at him from the rain-streaked window—a face hardened by years under Kane, yet marked tonight by something more dangerous: doubt.The men in the back seat argued in low voices.“Light envelopes again,” one muttered bitterly. “Three hundred short this time. Don’t tell me that’s an accident.”“Shut up,” his partner hissed.
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