Narutos Wallet Novels & Stories

While a banquet was being held on Logo’s side to celebrate his elevation as first-ranked heir, the gene serum Lancelot had ordered through the dark web finally arrived. As before, delivery was handled by a robot: payment first, collection afterward. Lancelot opened his communicator and transferred the funds to an anonymous account—a total of 430,000 red credits. Once that sum was paid, he was reduced in an instant to utter poverty; scarcely more than a thousand remained in his account.

The lake was a mirror of hammered silver, perfectly still. He pulled the thumb drive from his pocket. This small piece of plastic and silicon was the "Black Swan"—the key to Leonard’s decentralized empire. It contained the access codes to a network of accounts, properties, and shell companies that spanned the globe. With this, Dante could rebuild everything. He could be the new naga. He could build a menara that reached the sun. He looked at the glass eye in the velvet box. It stared back at him, an unblinking witness to his choice.

Then, without warning, he suddenly appeared in my room. “I have decided to crown you Luna of the pack. The ceremony will take place tomorrow.” “I don’t want to be the Luna of the pack,” I said, lifting my eyes to Alpha Damon. “My only wish is for you to let me go. I don’t want to stay here anymore. Please… just allow me to leave.”

WELCOME, ADRIAN BLACKWOOD. The main screen lit up, displaying rows of data. Bank accounts. Cryptocurrency wallets. Investment portfolios. Eight hundred million dollars. Everything Adrian had built. Everything we'd fought for. Everything our child should inherit. "Transfer it," Kane ordered, his greed palpable. "All of it."

The tall metal column with a crystal panel halfway up functions as their monetary exchange system. Trent activates the CCD with his sigil, and a holographic screen materializes before him. Through their bondmate link, Hunter is aware of the amount available in Trent's account, but Trent willingly shares such information with him. With adept movements, Trent navigates the holo screen, and a pleasant tinkling sound announces the coins being dispensed.

Mort eyed them brazenly. "Do you need more?" Mort asked Narco on the other line who still didn't hang up the call and patiently waited for him. "It's enough," Narco replied with a satisfying smirk while his eyes sparkled with a gold money sign after seeing his account filled with billions again. 'This warms up my withered soul,' he gazes fondly at the huge amount now on his account. Narco slap his face to get to his senses and was expecting the Boss to ask him something.

Al-Rashid nodded. “We have a deal, Herr Delyon. The funds will be transferred tomorrow, in Monero, to the wallet you provide.” “It’s not Delyon,” I corrected, shaking his hand. “For this catalog, you call me Löwe.” The grip was firm but sweaty. Fear and ambition were a powerful cocktail. The buyers left, escorted by Mateo to their vehicles. The Arsenal fell silent, broken only by the hum of Raphaël’s monitors and the click of Zahir’s tools.

"We checked payment trails. Someone had to host the file before it went viral. Hosting is not always free. We traced a digital wallet linked to the upload. Cryptocurrency, anonymous of course, but there were tiny leaks. Small transfers that made us suggest that maybe Nate did not act alone. Someone may have funded him. Someone may have paid to have this thing distributed." Dominic froze. "Paid" "Yes. Which makes sense, does it not This is not random. Whoever Nate is, he had motive sure, but he also had backing. Someone with money, someone who wanted you humiliated. Bad." Dominic's jaw clenched. "Do you have a name or are you still out here guessing" Theo hesitated. "Not yet. The crypto walle

” He spilled more secrets. “They plan on leaving the country for Africa, far away from here. And their flight is set in twenty-four hours.” My hand clenched around my phone, about to snap it in halves. “They got a dream apartment of 350k dollars, including other luxury items her peanut salary can't afford.” My eyes fell on Elara’s face. She was slowly drifting asleep. I lowered my voice to a whisper. “Who is the sender?” “He's very discreet. The transaction was done via Bitcoin wallet.” He sighed. “It would take a while to crack.”

My chest rose and fell rapidly. My phone soon beeped and I checked to see a credit alert mail, a wire of 250,000 dollars from a corporate account, named the Mormont, I knew at once it was for tutoring Jorah Laurent, A shudder rippled through me. Jorah Laurent. It was for tutoring him. Does this mean Nara doesn’t know? She doesn’t realize that the tutor she hired is the same woman she fired a bullet at just last night? My breath hitched. My heart slammed against my ribs.