The Reclusive Genius Came And Conquered Novels & Stories

I hid the location of the final document within a flaw in the one thing that obsessed me to the end. ​The revelation was massive. Grandpa Richard hadn't just left a legacy of chaos; he had left a hidden, massive corporate weapon, a secret patent that could grant Richard Holdings absolute market dominance. The final, hidden chapter of the war was about to begin.

Didn’t look back. His mother stepped close. Spit. It hit my bare foot. “Be gone by dark. Or I set the dogs on you.” The house went silent. I stood in his mansion with nothing. No shoes. No phone. No cash. I walked upstairs. To the room that was never mine. My clothes were gone. Closet empty. Drawers ripped out. On the bed: a trash bag. Inside it, my old MIT hoodie. Torn. Stained. The one I wore the night he proposed.

Was I a genius or what? Once the maids got back to their work and I heard them murmuring about something that couldn’t have been us, considering they wouldn’t gossip about us right in front of us, I got up from his lap and decided not to torment myself by being so close to him. The one time I would like nothing more than to have someone hold me, push me and fuck me, I couldn’t even think about letting him. If only Maddox Richmond hadn’t been a dick, I would have loved to get down on my knees and suck the fuck out of him. Alas, all wishful thinking.

I shoved it away before it could shape itself into meaning. “Yeah, come in, Mr. Adam—the genius from this year’s recruitment,” I said dryly. He walked in, his expression soured by my words. Was that sarcasm I’d used? Perhaps. But his prickly attitude suggested a deeper resentment I didn’t have the patience to probe. “Take a seat,” I said, gesturing. He glared at me a moment too long before sitting, pulling out a notepad and pen with the solemnity of a man preparing for war.

"You think you can win? The Arzeus family has influence everywhere." "Then we’ll use every resource we have too," Ethan said, standing tall. "My family has connections too – and we’ll make sure this goes public if we have to. Do you really want the world to know the great Rodrigo Arzeus is trying to steal a child from his mother?" For the first time, doubt flickered across Rodrigo’s face. He looked at his granddaughter – no, his grandson – at the small boy clutching a wooden jaguar, and saw not an heir, but a child who was clearly loved.

She had forty-eight hours to recruit a team of elites who didn't even acknowledge the Bishop Group's existence. The First Strike The next morning, Chloe arrived at the office earlier than usual. She ignored the sneers of the staff and the lingering smell of Reginald Thorne’s cheap cigars in the hallway. She sat at her father's desk and pulled out the list Donovan had given her. The first name was Dr. Silas Vance, an electronics genius who had retired to a secluded villa. He was notorious for throwing out anyone who mentioned the word "business" near his gate. "If I can't win with money, I win with sincerity," Chloe resolved.

I interrupted him impatiently and said, “As far as I can remember, Margot is my only daughter. I don’t know the two of you at all.” Benjamin wailed loudly. Finnian trembled. He bit his lower lip so hard that it bled. “You really don’t remember me? We loved each other for seven years! “I gave up my inheritance for you. You nearly died for me. “Don’t you have any of the memories that meant everything to us?” He looked panicked as he held my hand, as if he was afraid I would disappear. I broke free from him and revealed the fact that I was undercover from another world.

Elizabeth chimed in. Elizabeth was right about the media painting Ace as being a genius who managed to become successful all on his own after leaving his father’s prestigious company to start his own ventures. Ace only came back when all his venture were successful, at least that was how the story went. This was the first time that I was hearing some details about that phase of his life, and it was quite different from what was portrayed in the news.

She had asked him before, but he insisted that as long as he wanted to do it, there was nothing he couldn't do. Towards his reply, Adeline could only support himself. After all, even though someone had become a beggar, he was still very arrogant. At first, she felt that someone like him needed to be beaten, but when she learned that he was the white wave that was called a genius in the design world, Adeline's tone began to change slightly. After all, she had the capital to be arrogant. What else could she say? However, what she could never have imagined was that apart from being a doted child, he could also be involved in the underworld. It was also because of this that Adeline felt that the

He trusted only his brothers, as they all loved each other deeply and had each other's backs. When Evans had fallen in love with one of his father's business associate's daughter, Clara Peters, who was also their classmate in Senior high and got dumped after she left him to New York with no explanation, it almost destroyed Evans and after he recovered, and Jenna had rejected Drew that same year, they all vowed never to fall in love with any girl which led to Miller inventing The Conquest List, a game they all played every three months, by writing down the names of all the girls they had conquered and slept with and the winner of the season, being the one with the highest number of conquests