I Inherited Trillions, Now What?

Chapter 118 Calm Before The Storm Finale

"Hmph."

A snort rang out just as Alexander and his bodyguards were about to step into his private jet. He didn't even need to turn around to know who it was. The sound was all too familiar. Without hesitation, he stepped inside, his sharp gaze sweeping across the interior of the plane. As expected, his eyes locked onto Susan Beaumont—the stunning blonde woman seated elegantly before him. The mother of his child.

His assumption had been correct. It was her. It was always her.

Alexander didn't say a word. Instead, he shifted his attention to Liam, the towering, broad-shouldered head of his security detail. The man was built like a fortress, an unmovable force always at his side. His deep voice broke the brief silence as Alexander spoke in a calm yet firm tone.

"You can go now, Liam."

Liam, ever the professional, gave a small nod in acknowledgment. "Okay then, Mr. Blackwell." His voice was thick and gruff, the kind that naturally commanded respect. With a simple hand signal, he motioned to the rest of the security team. Without question, they moved further into the plane, likely heading to another section, fully understanding that their boss wanted privacy.

As soon as they left, Alexander moved toward a seat, choosing the one directly opposite Susan. He lowered himself into it with composed ease, his posture as relaxed as ever. Meanwhile, Susan's eyes never left him, her gaze sharp and unwavering, filled with something between irritation and expectation. But she remained silent.

She wanted answers. That much was clear.

Yet, Alexander met her stare with an expression so neutral it was almost infuriating. He didn't speak, nor did he react to the tension building between them.

The silence between them was soon interrupted by the overhead announcement as the pilot's voice came through the speakers, crisp and professional:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are now preparing for takeoff on our flight from Switzerland to New York. Please ensure that your seatbelts are fastened securely as we begin our ascent. We anticipate a smooth flight and will update you on any changes. Thank you for flying with us."

Hearing this, both Alexander and Susan wordlessly reached for their seatbelts, clicking them into place.

Ten minutes later, the aircraft had lifted off the ground, gliding steadily into the sky.

And then, finally, Susan spoke.

Her voice, soft yet unmistakably melodic, carried the kind of refined elegance one would expect from a woman of her stature. Yet, despite its natural beauty, there was no warmth in it. Instead, it was laced with an undeniable edge—sharp, irritated, demanding.

"And where have you been?"

Her piercing gaze settled on Alexander, who sat there, utterly composed, merely watching her

"I had a business meeting to attend to."

Alexander's voice was calm, composed—just like the expression on his face.

Susan scoffed the moment the words left his lips. "I just knew it." She shook her head, letting out a tired sigh, her frustration evident. "So, you only came for business?" Her voice carried both accusation and disappointment. "And if that's the case, why did you ground all the planes? Do you even realize what you did? You made people miss important appointments, separated families, disrupted schedules—all because of your selfish goals. Alexander, that's not right. That's an abuse of power. You are better than that."

Once she started talking, her words flowed without restraint, fueled by a mixture of exasperation and concern.

But just as she was about to continue, Alexander's voice cut through her words with its usual steady and unbothered tone.

"What appointment?"

Susan frowned, momentarily thrown off. "What?" she asked, her irritation growing.

Alexander didn't waver. "At the school, you mentioned an appointment. Which appointment was that?"

For a moment, Susan was stunned, blinking as if she had misheard him. Then, realizing that he was serious, her eyes narrowed in frustration. "I'm here talking about something serious, and you're asking about an appointment?" She glared at him, anger bubbling beneath the surface.

Yet Alexander remained unfazed, his gaze steady, unwavering.

Susan exhaled sharply before answering, her tone clipped. "A surgery appointment. I am scheduled to perform a high-risk procedure in a day's time, so I was expected to be back in time for that." She didn't stop there, quickly returning to her previous concern. "But don't change the subject. Did you really only come here for your meeting?"

This time, her voice softened, the sharpness fading just slightly. "Alexander, that's not good. And what exactly did you say to Caroline? The girl looked absolutely crushed when I went to talk to her." Her concern was genuine, her brows furrowing as she continued. "We need to do better. She's still young, and she needs stability. We need to come up with something for her."

She sighed before lowering her voice even more, trying to reach him in a way that wasn't confrontational. "I know you turned down the idea of moving her to a school closer to me, and I get it. Maybe I went too far with that. But I still believe it would be good for her to have more family around. At the very least, she could spend her breaks with me and my parents. I just know they would be so happy to host her." A small, hopeful smile appeared on her face, a silent plea behind her words.

Her name was Evelyn.

And she was Alexander's secretary.

Without hesitation, she picked up her tablet and started typing, her manicured fingers gliding effortlessly over the screen.

Find out Susan Beaumont's plans.

She knew her boss.

He might have apologized to Susan, but Evelyn wasn't fooled. That wasn't surrender—it was strategy. He had only backed down because he didn't want an argument, not because he had lost interest in knowing the truth. If anything, this would only push him to dig deeper.

She knew because she had been the one to send him Susan's schedule for the next month. And she also knew that Susan had lied.

Evelyn prided herself on being at the top of her game, always a step ahead. In the years she had worked for Alexander, she had learned to anticipate his needs before he even voiced them. She understood him, or at least she thought she did.

But lately... lately, things had been different.

The deals. The money being moved around. Decisions that didn't quite add up.

For the first time in a long time, she wasn't sure what her boss was really up to. And that? That unsettled her more than she cared to admit.

A vibration from her phone pulled her from her thoughts.

A message.

She glanced down at the screen, her brows furrowing slightly as she read the text:

'What is he up to now?'

Her grip on the phone tightened.

Evelyn inhaled slowly before typing a response. She didn't want to do this, but Alexander had left her no choice.

'Nothing. Just on our way back to New York.'

She hit send.

—

While Alexander was speaking with Susan, and Evelyn was quietly making her own moves, none of them had any idea what awaited them when they landed.

Unbeknownst to them all, the moment they stepped onto American soil, everything would change.

Whether for better or worse remained to be seen.

But one thing was certain.

The United States of America was hot right now.

The First Arc is already coming to a close soon Alexanders plans would soon start unraveling everyone should buckle up things are about to start getting heated

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