Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 290

He did not hear anything from the man anymore. Perhaps, the man had already returned to the starting point, which was too far away for Eugene to hear.

Thankfully I only need a small jump to get over this.

Eugene exhaled slowly. Thinking about the man encouraging and supporting him from behind made his heart fill with courage. Bending down on his calves, he leaped and managed to land on the balcony, which was the endpoint.

“I’m coming now!”

At that point, Eugene’s face was teary. As his calves released all the tension from the high anxiety state abruptly, they started to cramp.

Clenching his teeth and bearing the pain, Eugene stood up. It was the first time he realized that there were still good souls in this world. He had made up his mind to use the twenty million that he had just won to clear that poor man’s debt. He also intended to give another million for him to start afresh, thinking that the man could quit gambling for his son’s sake since he could already overcome his fear of death for his son.

Eugene looked toward the mansion opposite, wanting to tell that man the great news.

However, no matter where he looked, whether it was on the iron bridge or the balcony, he could not see anyone.

What? Did he leave already? Eugene was confused. Suddenly, a huge shadow loomed over his heart as a thought flashed through his mind. Did he fall off…

He quickly refuted his thought. Impossible. If he fell, he would have screamed. Even if I were as focused as possible, I would have heard at least the echoes between these two mansions.

In the past, he had seen someone jump off a seven-story building after becoming bankrupt from gambling. That person started screaming shortly after jumping off. The firemen providing assistance at the scene also said that every single person they had seen jumping off buildings regretted it right after doing so and would scream throughout until they made contact with the ground. Sometimes, because the building was too tall, people at the bottom would only hear a splat without the screaming.

The organizers walked up to the balcony. They seemed somewhat unhappy at Eugene’s victory.

“Congratulations on being the only person who took on the challenge and survived.”

Eugene frowned. “The only person? Where did that man just now go to?” This time, he suspected that he was hallucinating. Perhaps, that person was just an illusion of his own fear.

mind was preoccupied with this,

their tactics. They simply view human lives

offended this time are involved in underground businesses; some of them are foreign mafias. Their countries do not have bans on firearms, so

we’re in Chanaea or not, I am not afraid of

that man really existed or was just an illusion.

stick of cigarette in his hand but did not put it in his mouth. “I got the twenty million

bet on him and won a lot of money, he treated Eugene rather nicely. Eugene wanted to know the plight of

The boss tossed him a tape that contained the recording of the iron bridge challenge between the balconies. The whole process was recorded, so Eugene would know the truth after watching

out that reality was always more

the recording and was not a result of Eugene’s imagination. In the recording, he kept encouraging Eugene to walk to the

was so great for him that he would never be

could never know what a height of several hundred meters truly felt like to someone with acrophobia, but to that man, it definitely was like a

could see in the recording clearly that the man’s face and lips had turned pale, and he was very close to entering

fell off! Eugene’s heart instantly tensed up. However, the man in the recording did not faint. Instead, he squatted with his body curled up while both his hands rested on his insulated shoes in an attempt

the recording where he was just a few meters away from the finishing line. He extended both his arms to further stabilize himself and took

have given up on advancing. He raised his head and turned to look at Eugene. Even such a small action nearly

with a plethora of mixed emotions in his eyes—envy, relief, and reluctance. His lips started moving, and his voice was very soft, so Eugene could only read his

you. You must

of his hands, stood up,

the iron bridge. He was oblivious to the fact that the man had chosen to end his life and assumed that he was

all his might even when he was tormented

the only way for Eugene to cross the bridge

a wineglass. The ending of the story was somewhat different

eyes welled up with tears. Even a defiant

very long time until he placed it between his lips. Without saying a word, he quietly sucked on the cigarette till his tears stopped

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