Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE BILLIONAIRE’S SECRET LEGACY: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

The headlines in the morning were harsh."Nicholas Scott: Philanthropist or Fraud?""Scandal Rocks the Global Hope Initiative – Major Sponsors Withdraw Support!""Nicholas Scott's Business Empire Under Siege Amidst Growing Allegations!"Cassie's fingers tightened with each harsh comment as she grasped her phone and scrolled through the flurry of headlines. Standing next to her in their study, Nicholas observed with a look that was equal parts desperation and frustration.She whispered, "They're going for everything," and shook her head. "Not just you. Not just the company. But the Initiative, too."Controlling the brewing rage in his chest, Nicholas let out a deep exhale. "They want to isolate me. Strip away my credibility, my allies, and my reputation."Cassie looked him in the eye and spoke steadily. "Then we don't let them."Nicholas and Layla launched a full-scale counterattack within hours.First, they take charge of the story.Nicholas made the decision, "We go on the record," a

Nicholas Scott overcame treachery, power battles, and the burden of his father's sinister heritage to establish an empire of his own. In addition to being a successful businessman, he had worked hard to establish his future free from his past transgressions.The conflict, however, was different this time.His opponents were after more than just his company or his image.They sought to destroy all he had established, including his family, business, and foundation.They weren't content to tarnish his reputation. No, their goal was to eradicate him.Nicholas, however, had never been one to give in to pressure. They had miscalculated him if they believed he would back down or that terror would cause him to bend.He would not merely protect himself.He would be the first to attack.Nicholas stood in his private study, his strained face illuminated by the New York City lights behind him. He was reading the most recent reports with his jaw tight and his palms resting against the desk. The me

The storm outside reflected the fight going on all around Nicholas Scott, who stood in the dark study of his private estate. The night was heavy with anxiety, almost choking him. The distant increase of thunder lighted the rage in his gaze and the determined set of his jaw. His family, his heritage, and the future he had laboriously built from the flames of his father's wrongdoings were all at stake in this battle. It wasn't just another business conflict or a calculated move against a rival trying to destroy him.His passion was equal to Cassie's as she sat across the room, her dark eyes blazing with unflinching determination. She had supported him at every trial, endured the most severe betrayals and threats, and remained steadfast when the outside world attempted to tear them apart. And tonight, she was more than simply his spouse; she was his equal in every way and his comrade in battle."They prefer we pretend, Nicholas," she replied, ignoring the pain in her chest. She leaned f

Nicholas Scott woke up before daylight, his thoughts rushing over the day's schedule before his feet ever touched the ground. It was just another typical morning. His schedule was packed with meetings, strategy calls, and conferences with foreign partners, but he lived on the turmoil. He had always done so.However, something felt different today.A sharp pain shot through his heart as he went into the bathroom and doused his face with cold water. Even if it wasn't unmanageable, it was sufficient to make him halt and cling to the side of the sink while inhaling steadily. His heart raced too fast and too wildly. He sighed deeply and nodded his head.Juggling the growth of their project with the constant risks lurking in the background, he had hardly slept in the last week. Lately, his adversaries had been too silent. He was aware that silence was not the same as peace.He ignored the pain, dressed, and went downstairs, where Cassie was already drinking her morning tea and using her iPa

At last, the day had come.Nicholas and Cassie Scott were raising their kids and helping them navigate the highs and lows of life for many years. However, the fact that Ethan and Emma were graduating struck them hard as they stood among thrilled parents and students at one of the nation's most prominent colleges.Cassie tried to relax by adjusting the band on her wrist. Her words were hushed: "I have no idea how this is happening." Wearing a tight-fitting suit, Nicholas stood close to her and inhaled deeply while staring at the stage. "I can't either."The stage was covered in the school's gold and navy colors. A film montage of memories, including childhood photos, school activities, and championship accomplishments, then appeared on the big screen. Cassie's throat constricted as memories of Ethan and Emma flickered on the screen. Her fingers pushed into Nicholas's arm as she turned to face him. "They took their first steps yesterday." He nodded, displaying a more compassionate as