Chapter 102: The King’s Arrival

The streets of Blackwood City were on lockdown. Security was tighter than ever, with elite forces stationed at every corner. Helicopters hovered in the sky, and a convoy of luxury vehicles moved steadily through the streets.

The King of England had arrived.

Inside Blackwood Tower, Chris stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling windows of his private office, watching the convoy approach. The entire country was watching—this was more than just a diplomatic visit. It was a display of power.

Ethan entered the room, his expression calm but focused.

"Everything is in place. The press is ready, and security has tripled. The King's team is following protocol, but they know this is Blackwood's domain."

Chris smirked. "Good. Make sure they understand that while he may be a king, in my world, power belongs to me."

Ethan nodded. "Understood. They'll be escorted to the conference hall soon. Are you ready?"

Chris adjusted his cufflinks, his gaze never leaving the approaching convoy. "Always."

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The Meeting of Power

The grand conference hall of Blackwood Tower was a masterpiece of elegance and authority. The room was filled with high-ranking officials, business tycoons, and select members of the press. At the center of it all sat Chris and the King of England.

The world was watching.

The King, dressed in a pristine suit, studied Chris with a neutral expression. "Mr. Blackwood, your reputation precedes you. Your rise to power has been… fascinating to witness."

Chris leaned back, his expression unreadable. "Power is not given, Your Majesty. It is taken."

A brief silence. The King smirked slightly, as if amused. "And now you seek even more. The presidency. Quite the ambition."

Chris's gaze was sharp. "I do not seek ambition. I seek control. The difference is that I never fail."

The King chuckled lightly, but there was an undeniable tension in the room.

Ethan stepped forward, smoothly shifting the conversation. "Your Majesty, Blackwood is always open to strengthening international relations. Our investments in the UK have been significant, and we expect continued cooperation."

The King nodded. "Of course. But tell me, Mr. Blackwood, if you win this election, what will your leadership mean for global relations?"

Chris folded his hands. "It means the world will no longer operate under outdated power structures. The strong will rise. The weak will adapt. And those who stand in my way…" He paused, his voice dropping slightly. "Will regret it."

The message was clear.

The King studied him for a long moment before finally nodding. "I look forward to seeing how your rule shapes the future, Mr. Blackwood."

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A Private Conversation

After the formal meeting, the King requested a private moment with Chris. In the secluded VIP lounge, with only Ethan standing by, the King spoke in a low tone.

"You are dangerous, Chris. Far more than the world realizes."

Chris smirked. "The world will realize soon enough."

The King exhaled, studying him carefully. "You remind me of the kind of rulers history has tried to erase. The ones who were feared before they were respected."

Chris stood, buttoning his suit. "Fear is just the beginning, Your Majesty. Soon, they will understand that power only belongs to those willing to claim it."

The King watched him with unreadable eyes before extending a hand.

Chris shook it firmly.

A silent understanding passed between them.

This was not just a diplomatic visit.

This was the beginning of a new world order.