Rise Of The White Dragon Chapter 120
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- March 19, 2010 -
Today was a memorable day. Millions of dollars had been donated to charities for children with cancer. It was also the day that Aguinaldo Cont's worst nightmare began.
"Let me in! I am- I am his son! Like, this whore and children on the verge of death took everything, and yet I get nothing; this is a fraud! I want my lawyers!" Aguinaldo Cont was in front of the headquarters of Dimas Corporation making a scandal. He was all disheveled and disoriented. He couldn't believe he had ended up with nothing and his father's lover took everything that was to be his.
Aguinaldo could not even return to his home, since it was no longer his. He was now aimless since everything he had was his father's. He had never done anything for himself; he never conquered or acquired anything. Even the credit cards he had, it was all in his father's name. Everything, literally everything he thought he had, Aguinaldo Cont lost.
Of course, this scene that Aguinaldo Cont was making was all filmed. Many broadcast companies were surprised by the fact that Vincent Cont gave 50% of everything that was his to charities. It was something that caught the attention of the whole of Brazil. In the Friday morning newspapers, that was all they talked about.
The evidence was undeniable. The will was real (at least, they were unable to find fault), and seeing the scandal and how Aguinaldo Cont was acting, people started to believe that Vincent Cont saw his son's true character and couldn't leave anything to him.
While Vincent Cont was treated as a person with a huge heart, his son Aguinaldo Cont was treated like someone who only thought about money, and they even suspected that it was he who made his father's private jet explode.
All day the news on that subject was hot. It was also the same day that a revolutionary new game was announced that Dimas Corporation would be launching.
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At first, the news of the game did not attract much attention, but when they went to get more information about Dimas Corporation, they ended up seeing the game trailer and were delighted.
The proposal was good, and the graphics promised to be very good, but they were skeptical about the guarantee to be stronger when playing the game by imitating the movements of the game characters. Of course, it had its controversies: some did not believe it would be so good and when they heard that using the same techniques of the character of the game in real life could strengthen one's self, these people felt like laughing out loud.
It was understandable since something like this was very fanciful; there was no way to believe that something like that can happen without even having proof of it. Sometimes, even with proof, it was hard to believe a lot. A good example would be a friend telling another that her boyfriend is cheating on her and this was not the first time she heard it. And even when everything is very clear, she ends up not believing.
*
It was 8 pm when Wagner woke up disoriented. He was unable to move his left arm and felt terrified. He found himself in a strange room with lots of medical equipment around him.
Memories of the accident began to appear. He wanted to scream, but he had no voice. He felt his throat was dry, so he pressed a button that was there to call the nurse.
When she entered the room and saw him awake, the nurse was surprised. "He woke up! Come on, call Armanda Hamibo!"
*
Luan and Ingrid arrived home at 9:00 pm. Today was a busy day. Many things had happened and half of Vincent Cont's shares had already been determined to be sold on the 20th.
At Maira's office, Luan told her, "Mom, we need to buy the shares as soon as they are released. We can't drop them in someone else's hands."
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"Yes, I expected you to say that." Maira smiled, "Don't worry, I already have everything planned. As soon as it goes on sale, we will be the first to buy."
"It seems that we think the same way." Luan smiled. "Okay, I'm going to take a shower, and I'm going to create some pills."
"Okay, Luan. Don't overburden yourself," Maira said with a sigh and gave a gentle smile.
"This is easy for me, mom. Do not worry," Luan said with a reassuring smile.
"Ah yes, Cristina starts studying next week," Maira said.
"It will be good for her. I already taught her to control her strength. I think that nothing bad will happen," Luan said.
"Yes, she has suffered a lot," Maira said, "Until things get worse, she needs to have a normal life. If the apocalypse happens, she only has those few months to enjoy life as a normal child."
"I'm thinking that too." Luan said, "But mom, not everything will be so bad. Things will only be difficult for a few months or years, but then it will stabilize again. However, we must never let our guard down."
"Yeah." Maira nodded.
*
- 20th March, Saturday -
After selling the shares of Dimas Corporation, as Maira had said, she bought all 6% that were sold.
Around 10:32 in the morning, as it was a day off, Luan was at home. It was at that moment that he received an unexpected visitor.
"Luan, you have become more handsome," Carol Helena who was sitting in front of him, squirming, not knowing how to act, told him.
"Thanks," Luan said indifferently, "What did you want to talk to me about, which you said was so important?"
"Luan, do you still love me?" Carol Helena asked.
"No." Luan's voice was indifferent and a little cold.
"I didn't want to believe that, but you really forgot me." Carol Helena sighed. She didn't want to believe it. She always thought he would love her forever. That's why she made up so many excuses for being late and didn't accept him anytime soon.
From the beginning she knew it was just an excuse; she knew it was not because she was no longer a virgin, nor because her pussy was wider. Of course, for a moment she came to believe that this was a problem, but when she did not have sex for a while, she noticed that her pussy was more closed again.
'In the end, I was a fool...' Carol Helena was shocked by the reality. During the time that she spent afraid and wanting to ask for Luan's help, she started to reflect on everything that had happened to her. But then, she realized that maybe, just maybe, she didn't want to get caught up in that moment and liked being able to have sex with different partners.
"Did you come here just to ask that?" Luan asked.
"No, I need your help," Carol Helena said. "I am not in a position to ask this of you, but I have no one else to go to for help."
"Then get right to the point." Luan neither denied nor accepted his cooperation.
"Your father..." Carol Helena put all the cards on the table. "I had sex with Leon Becker and it turned out well... He had a fractured penis, and now he's after me. I almost died these last couple days. Luckily the police showed up, but I don't believe I will continue to be so lucky."
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