Chapter: Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-FourThe room buzzed with energy as the discussions about the orphanage’s future unfolded, everyone contributing ideas, sharing experiences, and offering support. It had been a productive morning, filled with anticipation and a collective sense of purpose. For Richard, the experience had been grounding. It was the first time in a long while that he’d felt connected to something outside of his empire—something that truly mattered. The group of former residents, now successful in their own ways, seemed eager to work together to rebuild what had once been their home.The atmosphere was warm, cooperative, and filled with optimism. Richard had already made promises to use his resources to help raise funds, and others had offered their support in various forms. The enthusiasm in the room was contagious. As the meeting continued, it became clear that no one was willing to let the orphanage fall into ruin. Everyone here understood the importance of the place, not only because it had given them a c
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Chapter: Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Three“We can make this happen,” Richard continued, his voice steady but filled with conviction. “I’ll personally take charge of the fundraising efforts. I’ll reach out to my contacts and secure corporate sponsorships. And I’ll make sure we get the renovations we need.”The others nodded, some of them already looking at Richard with newfound hope. He had always been a leader, even as a child, and now, with the resources and influence at his disposal, he knew he could make a real difference.The energy in the room was high, filled with the collective determination of the former residents of the orphanage. Ideas flowed like a river, each person contributing something valuable to the effort of saving the place that had once been their home. The meeting had been productive, and there was a sense of camaraderie, as people from all walks of life came together with a singular goal: to restore the orphanage to its former glory.Richard sat quietly, taking in the discussions with a thoughtful expres
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Chapter: Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-TwoThe large, polished windows of Richard's mansion offered a view of the city below. He had spent the better part of the past few weeks reclaiming what was rightfully his, maneuvering through legal battles and business challenges. The weight of those battles had been exhausting, but at least the storm seemed to be passing. His empire was starting to rebuild itself, piece by piece, but Richard knew that he couldn’t rest on his laurels. He had far more to give, far more to achieve.As he sat in the warmth of his home, sipping on a glass of water, his phone vibrated in his pocket. The familiar ping caught his attention, and Richard glanced down to see the notification. It was from an email address he hadn’t expected to hear from. An email from the orphanage—the very place that had shaped his childhood, the place where he had learned the true meaning of survival.His heart skipped a beat as he read the subject line: Urgent: Orphanage in Need of Help.Opening the email, Richard felt a pang o
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Chapter: Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-OneRichard stood in front of his mansion, the cold wind biting at his face as he stared up at the imposing gates. He had been here many times before, but this time, there was no sense of pride or ownership in his heart. Only anger. Anger at Linda for taking everything from him, and anger at himself for being manipulated. He could still hear the echo of her voice in his mind—the way she had treated him, the lies she had spun, and the way she had used his son, Jacob, as a pawn in her game.The gates, once a symbol of power and wealth, now felt like an impenetrable fortress. The guards at the entrance recognized Richard immediately but gave him no special treatment. Linda’s influence had extended far beyond the walls of the house, and the tight security measures she had put in place made it clear that she was prepared for any attempt to reclaim the empire she had stolen.But Richard wasn’t afraid. If anything, the weight of the truth he now held in his hands made him more determined than ev
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Chapter: Chapter Four Hundred and TwentyRichard’s heart skipped a beat, his stomach twisting with dread. "What do you mean?"Dr. Matthews looked down at the floor for a moment, as if he were gathering his thoughts. “The results of the DNA test… they were fake.”Richard’s jaw dropped. “What?”The doctor wiped a tear from his cheek before looking Richard in the eye. “I never intended for you to find out like this. But it’s the truth. Linda… she approached me months ago. She offered me a hefty sum to manipulate the results. She promised me a generous reward when she gained control of the Morgan Empire—she said she’d make sure I was well taken care of if I helped her claim the empire as her own.”Richard’s chest tightened. He felt as though the air had been sucked from the room. “So you lied to me. You fabricated the results. That boy…” Richard trailed off, struggling to understand what he was hearing. “He’s not my son?”Dr. Matthews’ face twisted with regret. “No. I’m sorry, Richard. He’s not your son. Linda used him as a pawn
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Chapter: Chapter Four Hundred and NineteenThe drive to Dr. Matthews’ home felt like an eternity. The weight of the vial in Richard’s pocket seemed to grow heavier with each passing minute. When they finally arrived at the doctor’s house, Richard followed him inside, where a soft light emanated from the living room. In the corner of the room lay a small, frail boy, barely older than six or seven. His skin was pale, his breath shallow.Dr. Matthews rushed to his son’s side, his face etched with worry. “Jacob,” he whispered, gently shaking the boy awake. “Jacob, I’ve got something for you.”Richard watched from the doorway as Dr. Matthews carefully opened the vial of Xan Ling. With shaking hands, he poured a single drop onto his son’s tongue. The boy stirred, his eyelids fluttering, but there was no immediate reaction. Richard could feel the tension mounting in the room.“Please,” Dr. Matthews whispered, almost pleading.For a moment, nothing happened. But then, slowly, Jacob’s breathing began to steady. His color seemed to retu
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