Chapter: Chapter 832Patricia's slap rang across the roof like a dropped plate.Nobody moved. A waiter froze with a tray of glasses in his hands. At the next table, the old lady in diamonds slowly put down her fork.The manager did not touch his cheek. A red handprint came up on it, one finger at a time."Did that hurt?" Alex asked him, worried. He held out his napkin. "You can have this. It's clean. Mostly.""Thank you, sir. It's quite all right."The manager turned to Patricia. He was still perfectly polite. That was the scary part."You asked who gave me the nerve, madam. Ms. Vale did. Her company, Halcyon, owns this hotel from tonight. And you have just slapped the manager of a Halcyon hotel, on a Halcyon roof, in front of Halcyon's guest." He lifted one hand. "Security."Two men in dark suits came from beside the lift. They were very big and very quiet."Don't you dare touch me!" Patricia backed against her chair. "I'm a Tiffany! I'm Mr. Ellis's guest! Mark! Tell them!"Mark Ellis looked out at the s
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Chapter: Chapter 831"Mark Ellis is back."Marissa said it to the whole Tiffany kitchen like news from the palace.Serena did not look up from her tea. "Is he."Mark Ellis. The boy with the very white teeth who had courted her for one summer, before the house married her off to Alex. He had stopped calling the week her mother died."Three years abroad, and he's come home rich," Marissa went on. "He's taking the whole family to dinner tonight, on the Seacrest's roof. And he asked for you specially."At the end of the table, Gideon hid behind his newspaper. It was upside down. Nobody told him.Marissa held out her phone for everyone to hear."Serena. It's Mark. I hear your mother's name isn't on her perfumes anymore. I want to put money behind them, under her own name again. Come to dinner and let me show you the numbers."Her mother's name, on a bottle again. The promise she had made at her mother's bed. The one thing she could not say no to, and somehow Mark Ellis knew it."I'll come," she said. "For my m
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Chapter: Chapter 830The nightclub strip was all neon and noise. Men in paper masks with glitter on them spilled out of doorways, singing."Not those!" The Count was grey on the back seat, one hand under his ribs. "A white one. A doctor. Find me the doctor!"A young man in a white party mask stumbled past the car. The Count threw the door open and caught him by the sleeve."You! Are you a doctor?"The young man pushed up his mask. Under it he was about nineteen, and very drunk. "I'm an accountant, mister."The Count let go and fell back on the seat.The driver rang every number in the Count's phone. Barons. Bankers. The mayor, who answered with his mouth full. Nobody knew the mask's name. Nobody had ever seen his face.At last a Morgan footman picked up, half asleep. "The mask, sir? He comes and goes with one woman. A Ms. Vale. From Halcyon.""Halcyon." The Count opened his eyes. "Drive. Run every light."They ran four.---At that hour the Harbour Exchange was asleep. One bright lamp burned in the empty
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Chapter: Chapter 829The Seacrest stood on the Westmere cliff like a white ship that had run aground and decided to stay. Its roof restaurant hung over the bay, all glass and little gold lamps.On the second evening, Count Roger Stone of Ashcliff gave a dinner there.Everybody came. The harbour families. Two barons from up the coast. The mayor, who had not missed a free dinner in eleven years.At the Count's right hand, pink and shining, sat Dr. Henry Foster. At the far end of the table, alone, in black, sat Rebecca Morgan. She had not touched her wine.The Count rose and tapped his glass with a gold ring."Friends. Yesterday morning, a man in a mask stood at Thomas Morgan's bed and told me I was dying."A ripple of laughter."First he gave me three days. Then he looked at me again and took one back." He spread his big sunburned hands. "Two days, he said. Go home and write your will, he said, so your children don't fight over the silver."The roof roared."My children," said the Count, "will be waiting fo
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Chapter: Chapter 828Alex looked at the little blue box in her hands as if he had never seen it before."A kind lady gave it to me," he said."A kind lady? Why?""For being good." He nodded hard, pleased with the answer. "She said I was very good.""Very good at what?""Standing still," he said proudly. "I'm the best at it."It was true. She could hear that it was true. And it sounded exactly like a child's lie.Then she closed the box. She did not ask again."Will you put it on me?" she said instead. "My hands are still stiff."She turned her back to him, careful of the bandage, and lifted her hair. His fingers fumbled at the clasp. Once. Twice. He dropped the end down the back of her collar."Alex, it's a clasp. It isn't a lock.""It's a tiny clasp," he said, keeping a straight face. "Clearly meant for a lady with dainty hands. My big paws are struggling here, so be patient with me while we work on our truce."She laughed before she could stop it. The clasp closed with a tiny click. The jade settled col
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Chapter: Chapter 827Natasha Vale did not answer at once.She walked past Patricia as if she were a puddle and looked at the vase for exactly one breath."A market copy," she said. "A few dollars.""That's a lie!" Patricia cried. Then she remembered who she was talking to. "I mean... with respect, Ms. Vale, you've hardly looked at it."Natasha's eyes moved along the brown lines under the newspaper."Broken once already," she said. "And glued. Badly.""I did say somebody already did the puzzle," Alex said brightly.He wandered over to the old door and began to swing it like a bored child. In, and back. In, and back. The old latch clanked."It only goes this way," he told Gideon. "In. See? It's a silly door."Natasha watched it swing inward, away from the step."And that door never touched it," she said. "It opens into the room. Somebody stood outside and dropped this on the step."Every face in the yard turned to Patricia."You knocked," Serena said quietly. "You called my name. 'Serena, darling, are you t
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Supreme Authority
They framed him, stripped him bare, and laughed as they cast him out.
They have no idea he’s already lived this hell once—and this time, he holds all the cards.
Two years of devotion ended in a calculated trap: drugged in a luxury hotel room alongside Sophia, his wife’s innocent cousin, and framed for a scandal he never committed. Alexander Sinclair was meant to lose everything.
His treacherous wife, Victoria, orchestrated his downfall to strip away his family legacy, his fortune, and his dignity under the guise of an ironclad prenuptial agreement.
To seal his humiliation, the haughty Cavendish matriarch forced him into an immediate marriage with the disgraced Sophia—casting both out into the cold with nothing. The elite thought Alexander was finished. They saw an empty-handed beggar sleeping above a laundromat, a disgraced son whose family accounts were frozen by ruthless high-society lawyers. They were dead wrong.
Alexander has reincarnated with four hundred years of memory.
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Chapter: Chapter 20"He won't shout his name down a hall again," Emily whispered, so low only Sophia and Alexander heard.Vincent lit a fresh cigar. "The boys can go home," he said. "The girls stay and drink with us tonight. That's the price of a kick in my house.""You can't do that." Monica's voice came out high and thin. "You can't keep us here. That's... that's against the law."Vincent looked at her for the first time. "The law," he said, and smiled. "Then you stay first.""Mr. Hale, please." Ryan's hands were up. "She doesn't mean it. She's just upset. For my father's sake...""Your father?" Vincent picked up his whisky glass and threw it at the wall beside Ryan's head.It exploded. Glass and whisky ran down the leather. Two of the girls screamed. One of the boys made it all the way to the door before the man there put a hand flat on his chest and moved him back again, gently, like a piece of furniture."I said the boys go home," Vincent said quietly. "The next one who says father to me goes home w
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Chapter: Chapter 19"Oh, relax." Monica held her glass up high, so the mirrors could see it. "So what? Ryan's father can fix anything. His father sells cars to half the city hall. Can't he, babe?"Ryan smiled and lifted his glass back. "Anything. Relax, people. Drink."And because they wanted to believe it, they did. The music went back up. Another cork went. In five minutes, the fat man in the hall was a funny story.Alexander was not laughing. He was remembering.A story from his first life, half-heard at a business dinner years from now. A night at the Silver Crown, when some rich kids kicked the wrong man in a hallway. The boy who kicked never walked right again. And one of the girls, they said, did not come home that night at all.He had laughed into his wine, then, and asked for more.He looked at Sophia on the edge of the chair, and the laughter in his memory turned to ash.He stood up and held out his hand to her. "Sophia. It's late. We're going home."Monica's face went hard. "Excuse me? Going h
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Chapter: Chapter 18Alexander's wrist did not move an inch. Ryan pushed harder, and it still didn't, and after a second he let go and laughed as if he had meant to.Alexander did not move.And Sophia stood up so fast her chair went over behind her."He's my husband," she said. Her voice shook. She made it stop. "Not your waiter."For a second nobody said anything. The music thumped on behind the wall.Then Monica smiled. "Then sit him on your lap, darling."The laughter came back like a wave and knocked Sophia's words flat.She stood there with her face burning. Her chair was on the floor. Her name was on a card that said she was paying for all of this.Down the table, another chair scraped.Emily Ford stood up, slowly, the way people do things they have been afraid of for years. She pulled out her own chair, the plain one at the very end, and pushed it toward Alexander until it touched his knees."Take mine," she said."Emily," Monica snapped. "Sit down.""I've sat down for you long enough." Emily's voi
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Chapter: Chapter 17Later he heard the rest. Emily's mother had needed an operation on her heart that the family couldn't pay for. She died on the waiting list. Emily worked three jobs for ten years to pay off the hospital, because the girls at this table made very sure no door ever opened for her.And here she was, at twenty-four, in her plain blue dress. Not broken yet. Not yet.He looked at her a moment too long. She felt it and met his eyes. Cool. Wary. A small line between her brows.He gave her a small nod. Just that."Have we met?" Emily asked down the table, frowning."No," he said. "Not yet."She looked at him a moment longer, puzzled, and the line between her brows went deeper."Oh, look," Monica said brightly. She had missed nothing. "He's looking at Emily now. One week married, and he's already shopping.""Shopping where?" the sequins girl said. "With what?""Don't bother, floor man. Emily doesn't even look at boys with cars.""I don't look at anybody, Monica," Emily said, without lifting her
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Chapter: Chapter 16Nobody laughed at first. They were waiting to see if Sophia would.She didn't. Her hand tightened on his arm."This is my husband," she said. "Alexander.""Your husband." Monica let the word hang in the air like something she had found on her shoe. She turned to the table and spread her hands like a game show host. "Everybody! This is him. The one I told you about.""No," said a girl in silver sequins, delighted. "That's him? The million-dollar man?""You told them about me?" Alexander asked."Oh, honey. Everybody knows about you." Monica's eyes went over him slowly, collar to shoes. "My mother does her nails at the same salon as Sophia's mother. Every week. And for a whole month, every week, it was the dowry. A million dollars. A million dollars! Sophia's family was finally going to be somebody.""Monica," Sophia said quietly."Then it was the divorce." Monica didn't stop. "How his first wife took everything. The house. The cars. The company.""Everything?" the girl in sequins asked.
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Chapter: Chapter 15At eight the next morning, something buzzed on the floor beside his pillow. The cheap phone.His mother."Alexander." Helen's voice cracked down the line. "The bank. I just looked. Your father's account. The company's. Everything. It's all open again. The lady said the freeze is gone. Just like that.""Not just like that, Mom. Seventy-two hours. That's all they could hold it."There was a rustle on the other end, and a different breath."Alexander."His father."Dad."A long pause. Alexander could see him without seeing him: standing at the kitchen window, holding it a little too far from his ear, the way he always did."Your mother says you told her this would happen," Richard said."I did," Alexander said."How did you know?""I read every page before I signed them, Dad. There was nothing in them a judge could hold on to.""So you read the papers now," his father said. "For the longest time, you only knew how to bow to that woman and forget your parents.""I've learned.""If this So
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Return of Overthinker
When the demon finally harnessed human sins and negative emotions to harvest negative energy, it opened a spatial gate to the planets that were already ravaged by monsters and teeming with dark creatures. The beasts and monsters passed through the gate, unleashing havoc upon Earth. These monstrous creatures caused destruction on a massive scale, pushing the earth toward an apocalyptic catastrophe.
In this dark time, The Creator granted certain humans the ability, marked by symbols on their right hands, to wield the power of gods and angels to combat these dark creatures.
My ability was 'Overthinking,' the weakest, but with hard work, I persisted for 60 years to become the most powerful and the savior of the world. However, in my final moments, I was betrayed by a friend who was born rich and noble, who forced me to die to obtain everything I had worked so hard for. Nevertheless, before my demise, I sent my memories back to my younger years.
This time, I will obtain everything: the best items, the finest women, and the most potent abilities. All will be mine!
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Chapter: Chapter 204I was a bit surprised. "Isn't down there a place where the dead rest, and there is nothing but cold and barren land?" "At first, it was a place full of beauty, but those who did not like it destroyed everything in it, making it cold and barren. I hope you can help those suffering down there find kindness and peace. In truth, you can build a place far more beautiful than the palace of the gods because hell was initially a very beautiful place for those in need." "I accept it wherever You send me." *** In a temple where knowledge was usually shared, several humans who were teachers of various schools gathered to discuss important matters about knowledge. "Hey," said one human to another, "Why did the gods stop sharing their knowledge with us?" "Haven't you heard that the King of the gods, or God Indra, has been replaced?" "Really?" "God Indra is now angry after finding out that knowledge was given to humans by the previous Indra," said another human. "He stopped all knowledge fro
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Chapter: Chapter 203After 1,000 years had passed, the three worlds experienced their golden age. There was no poverty or hunger throughout the three worlds. Everything was going very well. All dimensions entered a golden age because kindness became the most important thing in the three realms. Humans, gods, ashuras, and all beings were directed to continue giving kindness to all creatures. During my reign, everyone competed to do good so that there was no poverty, hunger, or lack. During that time, those who came to me, whether gods, ashuras, or humans, would get what they asked for. I did this as my way of doing good to all beings.One day, a dwarf-bodied brahmin came to my palace. The brahmin, called Vamana, had a body that was only waist-high to an ordinary human. He wore white clothes that wrapped loosely around his small body. However, considering that he was a human and came from the third dimension, being able to ascend to the twelfth dimension where the gods' palace was located was alr
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Chapter: Chapter 202"I don't remember that part," I said. "Because each life makes you forget. I just want to say, if you give the gods' knowledge to humans, won't the gods lose their power? Haven't you humiliated them all? Your strength has made you not understand the feelings of the weaker gods." "Guru, if what you say is true, is my current strength because I was a strong spirit in the past?" He looked at me and weakly shook his head. "No, all spirits start from the same place." "Then why did I become strong?" "You had no fear, and your enjoyment of playing made you keep striving for something greater without caring for your own life." Brihaspati continued, "However, what placed you as King Indra is something else." "What is that?" "A sense of responsibility to protect the weak and make life better for all beings." Brihaspati sighed. "Those who have that sincerity will always be carried by karma and the will of God to re
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Chapter: Chapter 201"Boss, you've become weak," said Raindo, one of the Ashura generals, approaching me. He looked enormous compared to my now smaller form. "You keep spending time in that school and library. You never fight anymore. You're going to become weak, and the previous Indra will soon return to reclaim his throne." "You just don't understand, my brother," I said, still reading a book. "Right now, I am ten times stronger than I was before." "I don't believe it," said Raindo, one of the strongest generals. "Let's test it." "Of course," I said, seemingly unconcerned. "Get ready." "I'm always ready," he replied. As soon as he said that, a bolt of lightning shot down from the sky, striking his body. He was thrown far, crashing into the palace walls and severely injured. "What happened?" he asked, looking confused and trying to stand up. He didn't know what had hit him. "I just attacked you. I gained the power
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Chapter: Chapter 200“Oh,” I shouted. “That's easy.” Suddenly, I felt very smart. “I have plenty of wealth in the treasury.” Quickly, I ordered several Ashura to bring as much treasure as possible from Indra's vault and distribute it to all the Ashura. All the Ashura were happy. “Look, Guru, haven't I done a good deed? I shared my wealth with them.” I felt pleased. “Fool!” he shouted. “You haven't done a good deed at all. You should have given the wealth to those in need.” I fell silent. Quickly, I ordered all the Ashura to return the treasures they had received. The Ashura didn't need wealth; if there was one thing they needed, it was weapons. They all grumbled, and I quickly asked, “Do you want food and drink or wealth?” “Food!!!!” “Drink!!” None wanted wealth. Suddenly, it dawned on me. Who needs wealth? The Ashura don't need wealth, the gods already have plenty of wealth. The only poor creatures needing wealth are humans
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Chapter: Chapter 199“Prepare all the food and drinks. All the gods must order their servants to bring all the food from their palaces. Call the apsaras, the heavenly maidens, and beautiful dancers. Call the singers and musicians. We will have a party.” So, a grand feast was held for days in the courtyard of Indra's palace. Music, dancing, and food never stopped. After that, the Ashura were left drunk in the palace courtyard. The gods had returned to their respective duties. I moved around to see the entire palace, and suddenly, an old man appeared before me. “What have you done to this place?” the old man asked, looking at the palace's new weapon-laden decor. “Who are you?” I asked, confused. This old man wore the simple clothes of a Brahmana, a single piece of cloth. The Brahmana do not fight, so we never touch them. If they get angry, we could get the worst curses of our lives. But if they are pleased, they could grant us many new and exciting powers. We prefer to appease them and wait for the
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