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The Supreme Trillionaire

Chapter 9 Crazy Mathews

Word Count: 856    |    Released on: 06/12/2022

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Hayes raise

, he saw a military helic

hattering the window and sending broken s

n from the window, aimi

e heard another loud noise from behind him. T

as he stormed in, followed by

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around his throat as he vagu

ly trying to put tw

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son of a servant of

u?" Hayes finally as

ews went over to the bedside

d and she looked drugged, he

hews murmured to himsel

Hayes, his gaze was

who'll take

step, with the air of a man whom

seemed to be al

s trembled in fear, and he

his forehead, and drip

had an inescapable s

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orror, waving his

't do a

Mathews swung his fist and

the floor, where he lay pat

t uncontrollabl

s several times. Some of the latter's

Hayes' head and paused, as

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chief of the special forc

to do. We will d

athews took the pistol

! N

e saw a gun pointed at him, his des

If you kill me, the Torres

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smiled s

e to Mathews, Hayes' body would be l

athews cocked the gun and

ts were aimed at e

the las

ht at Haye

ll scream before pas

live a life wor

ered with a

coal mines where he'll never

e team replied before orderin

onto their heli

bby

ugh hazy eyes. He walked over to her side, wrapped his arms around her wa

. Once Mathews got home safely tonight, he could park the vehicle in

ning hot, almost sin

st his shoulder. Mathews tried his best to set Debby down so she could walk on h

n line, Mathews had no choice but t

driver's seat with him. Although it was spacious enough for two people, Debby

so h

ear. She wriggled around and buri

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face tu

thin him as Debby's smooth ski

made desire burn in his heart, but

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The Supreme Trillionaire
The Supreme Trillionaire
“I grew up in a poor family. My foster mother worked tirelessly as a maid to support me. In order to climb out of poverty, I studied hard and got into a prestigious university. But not long after, my foster mother fell seriously ill and quickly racked up two hundred thousand dollars in medical expenses. I tried to borrow money, but instead, I only received humiliation and abuse. I hated my life. Why was I so incompetent? When I was at my most desperate point, I suddenly received a text message from the bank. "Mr. Larson, you've received $1,000,000,000 in your account." I was dumbfounded. A billion dollars? It had to be a scam! But then suddenly, a strange man called me. "Mathews, do you want to know how your biological mother died? Spend a billion dollars within the month, and I'll tell you everything!"”