All Chapters of The Trillionaire System: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The early morning sunlight streamed through the glass walls of Ethan’s penthouse, but it did little to warm the cold air of the room. Ethan was seated at the head of his sleek black dining table, a spread of documents and tablet screens in front of him. The Trillionaire System’s holographic interface floated above the table, quietly scrolling through data on Kane Consolidated’s sudden market fluctuations.[Eastway Transport Acquisition: Market Influence +5%. Projected Kane Consolidated Loss: $187 million over 18 months.]Ethan took a slow sip of his coffee. “So far, so good,” he murmured.But the System’s voice interrupted his calm.—Warning: Kane Consolidated has initiated countermeasures. Expect retaliation within 48 hours.Ethan set the cup down, his eyes narrowing. “Let’s see what you’ve got, Kane.”Two hours later, his answer came.It started as a quiet ripple—subtle rumors spreading in niche financial forums about Eastway Transport’s “unstable future.” Within minutes, Clarissa H

The morning after Kane’s phone call began like any other—on the surface. Ethan’s penthouse was bathed in warm sunlight, the smell of freshly brewed coffee in the air, and the faint hum of the city far below. But the System’s interface painted a much darker picture.[72-Hour Countdown: Kane Consolidated Retaliation Imminent. Threat Level: Critical.]The timer ticked ominously in the corner of Ethan’s augmented reality display.“Nothing yet?” Leah asked, stepping into the living room with a tablet in hand. Her voice was steady, but the slight tightness around her eyes betrayed her unease.“Nothing visible,” Ethan replied. “That’s worse than movement. It means Kane’s setting the stage.”Alexander Cross was already there, leaning against the marble counter with his arms folded. “Men like Kane don’t just retaliate—they orchestrate symphonies of destruction. If I had to guess, he’s not sending one attack. He’s sending ten at once.”The System chimed in.—Analysis supports hypothesis. Kane C

The city woke to chaos.By sunrise, financial networks across the country trembled under the ripple effects of the Waterfront Tower raid. Kane Consolidated, once untouchable in its operations, had suffered a crippling blow. Supply chains stalled, offshore accounts froze mid-transaction, and dozens of subsidiaries sat paralyzed without orders from the now-crippled command hub.Newsfeeds blared headlines: “Billionaire Titan Suffers Data Breach!” … “Kane Empire Hit by Unprecedented Cyber-Strike” … “Security Experts Baffled as Kane Consolidated Systems Collapse.”For most of the public, it was shocking entertainment—a corporate giant bleeding. But inside Kane’s penthouse office, there was no amusement. Only fire.Kane stood with his back to the panoramic windows, staring down at the waterfront where smoke still curled from the damaged tower. His reflection glared back at him—jaw tight, eyes bloodshot from a sleepless night.Three executives waited behind him, trembling, unsure whether to

Kane Veylor was a man who prided himself on control. Every deal, every contract, every assassination was executed with ruthless precision. He believed in inevitability—the idea that once he set something in motion, the end result was already written.That was why the news of Vance’s death burned through him like acid.The secure call came in just after midnight. Kane sat in the lounge of his high-rise penthouse, a glass of aged scotch untouched in his hand. He stared out at the city skyline, its glittering towers reflected in the glass walls around him.On the screen before him, the face of his intelligence officer flickered nervously. “Sir… the Shadow Division has been neutralized.”Kane’s jaw clenched. For a moment, the silence was suffocating.“Neutralized,” Kane repeated, his voice low and cold. “By who?”The officer swallowed hard. “The Cross boy. Ethan Cross. Reports indicate he and his associates defended the safehouse. Vance is confirmed KIA. Eleven others… dead.”The scotch g

The acrid scent of smoke hung heavy in the air as Ethan’s convoy sped toward the industrial district. The normally bustling roads leading to Harbour Steel were nearly deserted, save for emergency vehicles rushing in the same direction. Sirens wailed in the distance, a grim symphony announcing the chaos Kane had unleashed.Inside the armored SUV, Ethan sat stiffly, his fists clenched on his knees. Leah sat beside him, her eyes darting anxiously between the windows and Ethan’s face. Alexander, across from them, scrolled through live feeds and security reports on his tablet.“The fire’s spreading fast,” Alexander reported grimly. “Two warehouses already destroyed. Local firefighters are on scene, but there’s talk of armed men still in the area.”Leah bit her lip. “If Kane’s men are still there, they’re not just burning buildings. They’re making a statement.”Ethan’s jaw tightened. “Then we’ll answer it.”The SUV skidded to a halt outside the gates of Harbour Steel. The once-proud factory