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CHAPTER 3 As Ryan drove up his driveway, almost expressionless as he usually is, his mind was a kaleidoscope of thoughts. His business and name has been under threat especially in recent years. He had inherited his father's large scale, world renowned brewery since he passed away about a decade ago. With his smarts, foresight and ruthlessness, Anderson breweries have attained higher heights than ever before; they are about to conquer the Eurasian front. But now a gap in his financial records had insinuated evidence of Tax fraud and money laundering. The board and the government have been on his back for the past two years. In the middle of this ,he's had to also deal with his divorce with Am

Derrick asked coldly. Alessio saluted him at once and said, "I'll die with you, Marshall." "Let's be quiet," he said in a calm tone and everyone quieted. "I'll build a new amunitions building with my own money, I'll also buy all the amunitions with my personal money. I won't bother the government with it." "Marshall... Where will you get billions of dollars?" One of the Grandwar masters asked. Derrick isn't just a god of war, he has many mysteries about him that no one knows.

Source : Born By Power Book Number : Book 4 Book Name : Greek Wars Chapter : Chapter Unknown "There are consequences to killing a god." "By no means are they god to either myself or you." "Quit raising myth tales and if there are, well, the consequences be damned." Butt replied Pete as Pete's grip loosened up. Butt aggressively shrugs Pete's hand off his muscle as he walks away.

Behind her, Below-Prayer opened wider. Divine names peeled from the little shrines under the freeway and flew into its mouth like moths. The Well Spirit shrieked. The Stove God cursed in three dialects. The system gave me an option so bright it hurt to see. [Total seizure authorized under wartime necessity.] [Targets: all dead contracts, Daniel Hart, minor gods in collapse radius.] [Projected result: Underworld Court rank increase.]

Alas, the only annoyance of the goddess is to rack her brains every time to prevent her from discovering the wretched nature of the Great Immortal, and when the Great Immortal cannot control it, you must stop the Great Immortal! Finally, we recommend the new work "The Mother of the Rich Man" by the goddess Fumigazu Promise me not to frighten my goddess, then we still love.

"How could a commoner moron even have $100 in their grandmother's account grandmother? It's not possible! I hope you do know that commoners are those destitute people with nothing, so how do you expect Raven to check a poor man's account that has nothing inside?" I shrugged at Aunt, hoping he would change his thoughts about it because I don't want Raven to see the $10 billion I have in my account. I don't want her to have a different thought or start thinking that I have money. "Are you scared that we might find out that you've stolen people's money in the company you work for which is the reason why you got fired? Aunt bellowed at me, not reading to let go of me without carrying out her pla

This wasn't the end of it, she had given her all to Jack and this was how he was going to repay her, she didn't even see what was so special in that assistant. *** At Vivian Oscar's house Peter scrolled through his phone painfully, Regina had moved on to a better person. If he had known, he wouldn't have left her in the hospital years ago to die and now she's healthy and with the youngest billionaire in New York. "Ughhh!!" Vivian groaned as she walked into the living room, interrupting Peter's thought. " Can you believe this?" Vivian said "Believe what?" "Haven't you seen the blogs? Everyone's talking about Jack and that girl he brought to the event."

Not just any visitor, the God of War himself. The hall was prepared for the arrival of the God of War—Lucien Kael, Alpha of the Crimson Blood Pack. The name alone had silenced even the noisiest warriors. Lucien wasn’t a man. He was a myth and death wrapped in skin. Stories whispered of him were soaked in blood and fear. It was said that he owned nothing and no one but took everything he desired. Anana barely had the strength to care. Her body was failing, and her heart was already in ruins.

The faint click of the latch felt like the beginning of a private war. Jeremiah took a slow sip before speaking. “Nice place. Bigger than I expected. But then again, you always liked your privacy.” “I value peace,” Jeremi replied coolly. “Peace,” Jeremiah repeated, amused. “That’s a luxury men like us can’t afford.” The words hung between them. Jeremi leaned back slightly, studying his cousin. He’d aged well the kind of ageless confidence that money and power polished, not time. Yet, beneath the smooth exterior, there was something darker, something feral , the same look Jeremiah had when he was young, right before a fight.

Chapter 1 A New Morning The city was waking up to the sound of car horns and the murmurs of early commuters, while Olivia hurried across the lobby of Cross Global, balancing a stack of files in one arm and a steaming cup of coffee in the other. Her curly brown hair bounced behind her with every step, and her glasses kept slipping down her nose—she pushed them up quickly with a trembling finger. It was her first few hours as the new executive assistant to a CEO she had never met, but she’d heard enough to know he wasn’t exactly… easy to deal with.