All Chapters of Rise Of The Heiress : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The Aftermath – 3:30 PMRyan descended the unfinished staircase, his footsteps slow and controlled. The metallic scent of blood clung to the air, mixing with the dust from the half-built structure. The gun in his hand was still warm, but his mind was already moving forward.Luca was dead.Yet, something gnawed at him.Dante met him at the bottom, his arms crossed. "Took you long enough."Ryan slid his gun back into his holster. "He wanted to talk."Dante scoffed. "And let me guess—you weren't in the mood to listen?"Ryan didn't answer. Instead, he turned his gaze to Isabella, who was checking on her younger brother.The kid looked shaken, but he was alive. That was all that mattered.Isabella met Ryan’s eyes. "It’s done?"Ryan nodded. "Yeah."She exhaled, her grip tightening around her brother’s shoulder. "Good."Dante nudged Ryan with his elbow. "So, does this mean we get to celebrate?"Ryan glanced at Luca's lifeless body on the rooftop above. Something about this victory felt too e

The Betrayal Unfolds – 2:10 AMThe room was filled with the scent of gunpowder and betrayal.Ryan stood frozen, his gun still raised. Across from him, Jake, his most trusted enforcer, held a gun pointed directly at his chest.Isabella’s breathing was ragged. “Jake… tell me this is a joke.”But Jake’s steady hands and empty gaze told her everything she needed to know.Dante snarled. “You traitorous son of a—”Jake cut him off. “Drop your weapons.”No hesitation. No remorse.Ryan’s grip on his gun tightened. This was the man he trusted with his life. The man he let into his inner circle.And now, Jake had sold him out.Outside, the security alarms still blared. The red emergency lights painted the room in an eerie glow, casting long shadows over the destruction. The gunmen Elijah had sent lay dead on the floor, but Jake stood tall, untouched.He’d planned this.Ryan exhaled sharply, eyes locked on his former friend. “Why?”Jake’s lips curled slightly. “You already know why, Ryan.”Dante

9:00 AM – The Final Strike BeginsRyan stood in front of his team, eyes sharp, his presence commanding. The air in the room was tense, thick with the promise of bloodshed. Elijah had made his move—now it was time to make him regret it.Dante adjusted his bulletproof vest, flashing a sharp grin. “So what’s the game plan, boss?”Ryan pulled up a digital map on the large screen. The Bellmont warehouse was outlined in red, surrounded by multiple exits, vantage points, and security checkpoints. Elijah hadn’t chosen an easy location—but Ryan never did easy.He pointed at the southern entrance. “We infiltrate from here. The main doors will be heavily guarded, but their perimeter security is weak. We move in fast, silent, and take out his men before they can raise the alarm.”Isabella studied the map, her arms crossed. “And what about Elijah? He won’t be sitting around waiting for us.”Ryan’s lips curled into a smirk. “That’s exactly why we need to be unpredictable.”Dante leaned forward, int

1:30 PM – The War RoomThe tension in the room was thick, the air humming with anticipation. A large digital map was projected on the far wall, illuminated in hues of red and blue. Each red dot marked a known location tied to Elijah Black and one by one; those dots were disappearing.Ryan stood with his hands in his pockets, his expression unreadable as he observed the battlefield unfolding before him. The empire Elijah had spent years building was collapsing in a matter of weeks.Behind him, Isabella adjusted her earpiece, scanning the latest intelligence reports. “Elijah’s down to his last stronghold.”Ryan nodded but said nothing. He was already three steps ahead.Dante leaned against the table, arms crossed. “Word on the street is Elijah’s men are jumping ship. They know he’s losing.”Ryan’s lips twitched into a smirk. Good.Fear was the greatest weapon. And right now, Elijah Black had plenty of it.Isabella tapped on the map, zooming in on the final location. “This is the last kn

3:15 AM – Safehouse #17Ryan Carter stood in the dimly lit room, his phone still clutched in his hand.Valeria’s words echoed in his mind:“Now, I’m coming for you.”Dante leaned against the table, arms crossed. “So… we’re officially screwed.”Isabella shot him a glare. “Not helping, Dante.”Dante raised his hands. “Hey, I’m just saying. If Elijah was bad, Valeria is worse. The woman disappears off the face of the earth for five years, and now she’s back? That’s not a coincidence.”Ryan barely heard them. His mind was already working through the next steps.He had always known Elijah wasn’t the real mastermind. Valeria Devereaux was the real monster hiding behind the curtain.And now, she was stepping into the light.---3:30 AM – The Plan BeginsRyan turned to Isabella. “We need to move.”She nodded. “Where?”Ryan opened a secured laptop and pulled up a world map. “Valeria is smart. She won’t strike immediately. She’ll watch. Wait. Set the board before making her move.”Dante frowned