The Billionaire's Ultimate Challenge
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e small two-story house was shrouded in darkness. About a hundred meters away were se
. In one hand, he held an umbrella while cradling a few-month-old ne
its jumped out and surrounded him. The car window slowly lowered, revealing an
filled with reluctance. The old man gestured, and a bodyguard came to open the car doo
e shut the car door and closed the window. The baby girl, removed f
old the baby. "Abigail, don't cry!" The child, though only ten,
th-old baby girl had made the boy speak for the third time. Strangely, the baby seeme
s head. At that moment, not only did the girl stop crying, but she a
his gaze peculiar. Despite being only ten years old, his face lacked any
," the old man spoke, not understanding what attracted his grandson to the
ed-a rare sight. The conversation between the grandfather and grandson in the car was
his eyes wet with rain, staring helplessly ahead. "My daughter, you've only been in this world for six months, and now
.
later, in
, gazing into the distance. A cold figure stood in the back, his face hidden. His long c
acht continued to glide along the river, the surrounding mountains passing by quickly. The young man's eyes never blinked. Against
t exuding a faint chill of danger. "Is the old man really dying?" The moment he spoke, t
's gaze, despite the boy being only eighteen. The young man lowered his eyes, adm
ould feel sorrow at the impending death, but he appeared indifferent. Henry could only sigh inwardly. Having followe
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eaving the deck. As he walked, he asked, "What has she done in the two days I've
she wanted to go to school like other normal children." "She's g
young man glanced at the fruit on the tray, noticing the red cherries, her favorite. Thinking of her rosy face an
ow many cherries he had eaten when the yacht docked. Surrounded by several bodyguards, the you
the extraordinary status of the owner. The young man walking up the stone steps was indeed the master of this small island. Though he had no parents, he had