RISE OF THE MORTE CONGLOMERATE HEIR
The multi-billion dollar real estate realm of the Morte Conglomerate belonged to Zander Morte. The ruthless heir was a strategic genius, but even he didn't foresee the treacherous plot hatched by his own cousin, Sable Morte. The car crash was intended to be fatal, Sable’s final, envious strike. Zander survived the mangled wreckage, yet the disaster stripped him bare, leaving the most powerful man in the family with absolute, bewildering amnesia. Sable immediately invokes a family clause to seize control of the Property Development arm, assuming Zander is permanently incapacitated.
Zander, with no memory of his power, finds himself working as a low-status driver nicknamed "Ice" in the Morte world. His life is one of constant humiliation, suffering Sable's casual cruelty and the abuse of arrogant employees. This daily degradation fulfills the contest's "looked down upon" requirement, as Zander's lack of memory makes him genuinely powerless.
The plot escalates as Sable prepares to sell the entire flagship building to cover his embezzlement and solidify his power. Meanwhile, five of Zander's most loyal operatives (Merk Keen, Onyx Blade, River Rend, Teggo Steel, and Ellvys Fog) have taken their own disguised roles within the organization to secretly protect Zander ("Ice") and gather the final evidence against Sable. A crucial plot point is River Rend's role as Sable’s Top Property Specialist, where he has access to all the illegal documents.
The climax occurs during the final sale announcement. Zander's memory is fully restored just as Sable attempts to publicly fire and discredit "Ice". Zander delivers the final face-slapping reveal, exposing Sable's crimes with the proof provided by his five subordinates, reclaiming his identity, his company, and his legacy.
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Chapter: Chapter 22SABLE GOING WORST It was a new Monday, nine in the morning. The air in the greenery and wide parking garage of the Morte main home was still cool. Sable was already there, pacing, waiting for his aunt's car, and taking the opportunity to mock Zander/Ice, who was polishing the car. Onyx, in his new Security Guard uniform, watched from a distance near the service elevator, keeping a professional, unmoving gaze on the situation. Sable: "Driver! Your reflection in that fender is disgusting. It looks like you slept in the car again." Zander/Ice: "No, sir." Sable: "Don't contradict me! That's what you blue-collar people do, isn't it? Sleep in the dirt and expect a paycheck for breathing Morte air. You're an embarrassment to this garage!" Zander/Ice didn't fight back. He simply lowered his gaze and continued his meticulous work. Sable laughed, satisfied, and turned toward the internal hallway leading to the main house entrance. As soon as Sable was out of sight, Onyx moved swiftly, clo
Last Updated: 2025-12-04
Chapter: Chapter 21🌎 NEW WORLD It was nine in the morning at the Steel Tower. Teggo was already working in his spacious, sleek office, immersed in the digital schematics of Morte’s new Cell Boost Initiative. The door swung open, and Merk strode in, carrying a large, brightly colored box. Merk: "Surprise, boss! Or should I say, friend?" Teggo looked up, genuinely surprised. "Boss or a friend! Whatever! You don't have to... but... thank you!" Merk: "You're welcome. I really like your office, man." Merk placed the box on Teggo's desk. "Seriously, man, I wanted to thank you for this new career as your Personal Assistant. The whole work-from-home setup is incredible. I've already automated half your scheduling." Before Teggo could respond, the office door opened again. Ellvys walked in, balancing a bottle of expensive champagne and three crystal flutes. Ellvys: "And what’s a new career without a proper toast?" Teggo: "Ellvys! You two organized this? What about your data breach?" Ellvys: "I’m an an
Last Updated: 2025-12-04
Chapter: Chapter 20SMILING AND CLAPPING t was 9 AM, Saturday morning, and the Morte palace grounds were quiet. Zander/Ice was preparing one of the fleet cars near the service entrance when Sable found him. Madame Cassandra Morte was nowhere in sight.Sable: "Driver! Polish the hood of my car again! I can still see dusts clearly, and that offends me." Ice: "I'm the family driver, sir. Not the detailer." Sable stepped closer, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "In this house, you are whatever I say you are. You are out of payroll, working on my grandfather's pity. Are you arguing with me, lowlife? Remember your place. Look down when you address a Morte." Zander/Ice didn't argue further, nodding and returning to the car, still looking down upon the ground. Sable stalked away, satisfied with his early-morning domination. At 10 AM, Sable was at the Morte corporate building, savoring his victory when his father, Iñigo Morte, found him in his executive office. Iñigo Morte: "Sable! Son! Congratulations
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
Chapter: Chapter 19WALK, FROM THE MEMORY It was a new Wednesday morning, exactly 8 AM. Madame Cassandra Morte frowned as she reviewed the week’s schedule. She remembered that she needed a new driver in their main house. Their current driver was sick again, and Madame Morte noticed it that their driver is always sick, like every next two weeks. Reliability was non-negotiable. She remembered the steady, silent chauffeur from the Tower and used her intercom. Madame Morte: "Ice, report to the living room. In our palace. I assume you know where we are located, right?" Zander/Ice: Yes, Madame. Hours later, Zander/Ice stood before her, his posture rigid. Madame Morte: "Our main driver is indisposed. You'll take his place, effective immediately. You will be the Morte family driver here at the main residence. Do you accept the new job?" Zander/Ice: "Yes, Ma'am. Thank you!!!" He retreated immediately, heading down toward the cold, echoing underground parking garage to find his new vehicle. Sable was there,
Last Updated: 2025-12-01
Chapter: Chapter 18The glare of the midday sun bounced off the sapphire water surrounding the island resort in Singapore. Teggo and the rest of Zander/Ice's friends; Merk, Onyx, Ellvys, and River were lounging in the shade of a private cabana. Despite the luxury, a cloud of disbelief hung over them. Sable had won the Morte property deal. River: "I still can't believe I delivered the final file. I was standing right there, watching him sign. I failed." Merk: "Don't say that, River. Sable moved too fast. He pushed the date, he displaced Onyx and Ellvys right as we were about to hit the switch. He knew someone was working against him." Ellvys: "He didn't know us. He just knew we were working on Morte files, so he burned all assets that were not explicitly loyal. Like me, the analyst, and Onyx, the guard. It was a paranoid, preemptive strike." Onyx: "A lucky strike that cost us Morte's future." Teggo: "Luck? No." Teggo leaned forward, pulling their attention away from the disaster. "That's why I started
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
Chapter: Chapter 17It was 11 AM. The high-stakes final signing for the Morte development was underway. Sable sat at the head of a massive conference table, presiding over the swift transfer of assets. River sat beside him, projecting an image of calm professionalism while his mind raced. Klea, Sable’s new Sales Director, sat opposite, watching the documents flow. River’s phone vibrated silently in his pocket, a discreet eMessaging notification from Teggo. Teggo (Text): We go for 11:30 AM. Keep him seated. Onyx, are you clear? Meanwhile, Onyx was stationed far below in the Morte Tower guard house, trying to maintain his security access. He stared at his console, waiting for Ellvys’s breach status, when Miya, his replacement, swaggered in.Miya: "Mr. Blade. You’re out of payroll, right? This is my location." Onyx: "I'm still here. I haven't decided." Miya: "Your time-decision expands? Like, unlimitedly? The management fast-tracked the transition. It was signed this morning. I am clocking you out now.
Last Updated: 2025-11-28
