Sirius Black Dies Novels & Stories

His health was sensitive, and he was only hanging on by a string. His business was originally supposed to be taken over by Raymond's son when he came of age, but he was too young when his father died, so they had to resort to give the responsibility to someone else. The article had no information on Raymond's death, and so I opened another article. 'Forbes businessman Raymond Black was killed on Friday the 13th just outside the borders of the Shade Estate by a group of men. The accused, William Snow, had been taken into custody the following morning.

Sirius understood and shouted desperately. “According to my investigations, your company’s assets are worth at least 700 or 800 million, so how about transferring everything to Beacon?” Philip continued. “Impossible! You’re taking advantage of the situation!” Sirius’ eyes widened. If everything was transferred to Beacon, what was the point of staying alive?! “It’s okay if you don’t agree. The next news headline will come out soon. ‘Sirius Worley of the Worley brothers committed suicide by jumping out of the building due to a debt crisis’. I think this headline should be good enough.”

Her eyes began to fill with tears. “Is that so? So my father has…” However, Inori brushed it off. "No. Most likely your father is still alive, Alisa." “Eh?” Alisa turned to Inori with puffy eyes. “Nine years ago, spies assigned by my brother Malaka Fatir received information that the kidnapping and assassination attempt on Sirius failed miserably because he was not in Kavko when the incident occurred. Sirius most likely managed to escape. But unfortunately, we do not know his whereabouts now,” said Inori.

“What did Arthur do?” Edwin’s answer came like a stone lowered into water. “He folded part of its intellectual property into a Blackthorne subsidiary.” Kieran’s face went hard. “Which one?” “BHI Life Systems.” For the first time since Edwin entered, Kieran looked genuinely disturbed. Not uncertain. Disturbed. “That company was dissolved.” “Publicly, yes.” Mara stopped writing. Lucian straightened. Evelyn whispered, “Edwin.” He did not look at her.

“We’re building a tower here, not proving gravity still works.” I hold up a block. “Now baby, where does B go?” Before he can reach for it, the bright cartoon colours on the screen abruptly vanishes and a sharp, piercing, three-tone emergency fills the room, making Leo flinch. The television glitches as the words BREAKING NEWS spread across the screen. “Breaking news,” the man's voice booms. “The New York city's gala has been brought to an end by the sudden death of Raymond Vale, the host of this year's gala and CEO of Vale Enterprises who collapsed minutes ago and now declared dead."

She did not say a single word, as she still felt somewhat dazed. To Serena, the whole scenario seemed unreal! Just yesterday, Serena had mentioned that a company like Ingram Group, with its conduct, would surely face retribution! And today, it actually happened. The Ingram Group had collapsed overnight! Even the Black Hand Syndicate, which had close ties with the Ingram Group, had been uprooted! All of this left Serena in a daze. Since when did her silent curse become so powerful? Could it be that the Ingram Group truly received retribution this swiftly?

*Wireless Interference Detected. *Automated Safeguard Activated: Universal Encryption Purge in 60 Seconds.* "Sir, the server is executing a self-destruction command!" Marcus shouted, his fingers hitting the secondary keyboard terminal with frantic speed. "The moment it hits zero, the global logistics keys are deleted permanently, and Blackwood Global's network will collapse entirely!"

My body knew it before I did. I sipped lukewarm coffee and sat in the quiet of Damian’s penthouse kitchen. Chris paced a few feet away, phone in hand, barking into it about security leaks and shutting down rumors. We’d been holding our breath since the news broke—since Lawrence’s scorched-earth expose took the internet by storm. Damian’s half-brother hadn’t held back. In a single, brutal interview, he’d set fire to Morgan Blackstone’s carefully manicured empire. I opened my phone and scrolled, almost afraid to look—but curiosity always overpowered caution.

Messier even. She wasn’t supposed to be part of this story. And yet, somehow, she was right in the middle of it. My phone buzzed again. Breaking News: Freya Hayes’s death officially ruled suspicious. Police call for questioning of Adrian Blackthorne. Perfect. I leaned back and muttered to myself, “Guess it’s showtime.”

His words immediately stunned everyone because they were all able to hear the anger and horror in his voice. Black Athens Media Corp was considered a larger media company within the country whose net worth was actually slightly higher than that of Violet Vision’s. Hence, logically speaking, the chairman of Black Athens should not be that fearful of Zayn. Whatever the situation was, he could not possibly be so frightened because of just a single phone call from Wilson.