All Chapters of The Long-Awaited Heir: Chapter 1351
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Chapter 1351 Guilt by Association
Ernesto paused at the foot of the stairs, looking back at his daughters in the foyer. A flicker of hope remained, according to his posture.“I’m glad we’re looking for solutions,” he said, offering a tired smile. He turned his gaze to his youngest. “Is today the big day for the podcast, sweetie?”“Yes,” Bella replied, a dangerous glint of anticipation in her eyes. “Today is the day Jorge and I hand him the rope so he can hang himself.”“Be careful, Bella,” Linda warned with worry.“Oh, don’t worry! I won’t even be close by,” Bella said, waving a hand dismissively. “I’ll just greet my boyfriend and then wait in the office, or go out and run some errands.”“That’s better,” Ernesto nodded. “Anyway, how about you girls buy a gift for when your mother comes back?”Linda pulled out her cell phone, the screen’s blue light illuminating her face as she opened her banking app. Her expression crumpled.“My salary was just deposited,” she murmured, her thumb hovering over the balance. “But it wil
Chapter 1352 Drastic Measures
Marta paced through the Blue Sea Mall, several shopping bags dangling from her wrists. Her expression was pinched, reflecting the heavy toll of recent events.Alice, strolling from the opposite direction, felt a surge of indignation at the sight of her ‘rival.’ She wasn’t about to let the opportunity for a confrontation pass.“What a perfect chance to tear into an enemy!” Alice called out, her voice sharp enough to turn heads.Marta sighed, her shoulders dropping. “Alice. What an immeasurable pleasure.”“You meant ‘miserable,’ didn’t you?” Alice snapped, closing the distance. “Cut the act, you bore! Why haven’t you locked that grandson of yours in the asylum where he belongs?”Marta recoiled, her eyes widening. “What? How do you have the nerve to ask something like that? Show some respect, my grandson never did a thing to you!”“No,” Alice mocked, “but he’s hounding my grandson and Patty.”“Lies! He hasn’t even spoken to them, especially not Patricia!”“Fine. But I know for a fact he
Chapter 1353 Public Relevance
In Nathan’s apartment, Elaine was very suspicious of Ronaldo’s interest in visiting them the moment he crossed the threshold.Nathan stood with his arms crossed, his gaze tracing Ronaldo’s every move as if he were an intruder scouting the perimeter.“State your business,” Nathan demanded, his voice dropping into a low, defensive rumble.Ronaldo didn’t flinch. He adjusted the lapels of his jacket, projecting an air of boardroom confidence. “Actually, I’m here to propose a partnership. Together, we can finally take down—”“NOOO!” Elaine’s voice tore through the room, a jagged shriek of realization. “I knew it! I knew this was coming!”Ronaldo’s eyes widened, his composure flickering as he stared at her, silently questioning her sanity.Nathan’s lips curled into a dry, ironical smirk. “I read you loud and clear, honey.” He turned back to Ronaldo, his expression hardening into a mask of polite dismissal. “Thanks, but we aren’t interested.”“You haven’t even heard the details!” Ronaldo pro
Chapter 1354 The Lamb and the Slaughter
Ronaldo stepped into Jorge Nunes’s podcast studio with the swagger of a man who believed he held all the cards. He didn’t notice the clinical coldness behind Jorge’s welcoming grin; he had no inkling he was a sacrificial lamb walking straight into a digital slaughterhouse.“Take a seat right here, my friend,” Jorge said, gesturing toward a plush velvet chair with an expansive wave. He glanced over his shoulder at his assistant. “Bring us the best Indian tea we have. Our guest deserves only the finest.”The assistant nodded and slipped into the studio’s small kitchenette. Ronaldo settled into the chair, smoothing his silk tie. “You actually keep Indian tea on hand?”No, we bought it specifically for you and your dainty, pampered palate, Jorge thought, his internal monologue burning with venom. But aloud, he offered a smooth, practiced smile. “Of course. We make every effort to ensure our guests feel perfectly at home.”As Ronaldo began to relax, Bella “accidentally” pushed through the
Chapter 1355 Liquid Courage
Inside the Andrade Clinic, Walter leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms as he surveyed the conspiratorial huddle between Patricia and Linda.“Alright,” he began, a playful glint in his eyes. “Can I know what you two madams are plotting?”“Something that’s going to save the both of you,” Patricia chirped, her eyes bright with excitement.Linda straightened her posture, dabbing at the corners of her eyes to clear the last traces of her breakdown. “Walt, how was your day?”Walter skirted around her to reach his desk, flicking the power switch on his computer. “Ugh, don’t even get me started. My parents have completely shut down. They’re convinced you’re no longer ‘fit’ for the family.”Patricia’s face twisted into a scowl of pure indignation. “And what do you think about all this, Walt?”Walter adjusted his collar, looking for a moment like a defiant leading man from an 50s Hollywood film. “I’m not abandoning the woman I love just because of her damn brother.”Linda’s expressio
Chapter 1356 Venom and Strategy
Inside the Gibraltar Club, Bella sat alone, tucked into a corner booth. She leaned back, nursing a Negroni, the vibrant red of the drink mirroring her mood.Her eyes were fixed on her phone screen, and through her headphones, she feasted on the chaotic train wreck of Ronaldo’s interview. A wide, predatory smile spread across her face.“Ronaldo, you idiot,” she whispered to the empty air, “you’ve officially dug your own grave.”******Back in the studio, Ronaldo lifted the empty bottle, shaking it toward the exit as if rattling a tin cup.“Is there no more Indian tea?” he slurred, his words beginning to lose their sharp edges.Jorge narrowed his eyes, watching the way Ronaldo’s head listed to one side.He still hasn’t realized this isn’t tea? Jorge thought, but aloud he offered a smooth, indulgent tone. “We’re going to hit a commercial break, Mr. Silva. It’ll give you a chance to clear your throat.”“But first,” Ronaldo interjected, leaning far too close to the microphone, “I want ever
Chapter 1357 The Fallout
Wednesday morning broke with the digital world already in flames.Cindy sat before her computer in a white terrycloth robe, idly combing through her damp hair. Steam still clung to the air, and the rhythmic hiss of the shower running behind her indicated that Jackson was currently scrubbing away the morning grogginess.On the screen, the aftermath of Jorge Nunes’s podcast was unfolding in real-time.Cindy stopped combing. Her jaw went slack as she leaned in, her hand instinctively finding the mouse to scroll through the carnage.The comment section was a slaughterhouse. Users were tearing Ronaldo apart, mocking his slurred speech and wild accusations.“Is this guy wasted on tea?” one comment read.“Conspiracy theories and day drinking — what a combo,” read another.A sharp rap on the bedroom door broke her trance.“Who is it?”“It’s me, Patty!”Cindy tightened her robe and crossed the room to unlock the door. Patricia stood in the hallway, looking crisp and ready for business in a tai
Chapter 1358 The Court of Public Opinion
“Wow, Linda. Congratulations.” Bella brought her hands together in a slow, deliberate applause, her eyes shining with admiration. “You really need to be that brave girl right now.”“Definitely.” Linda swallowed hard, chasing the anxiety away with sugar. She reached for another cookie, focusing on the crunch rather than the looming dread. “These cookies are delicious, by the way.”Bella leaned back, slipping effortlessly into the persona of a podcaster’s girlfriend — savvy and media-conscious. “And what exactly do you intend to tell Cindy Cardoso?”“Are you rehearsing with me?” Linda let out a nervous laugh. “Well, I want to tell the world how I’m being unfairly linked to the drug trafficking accusations surrounding my brother’s trial.”“Just try not to sound like our brother is actually guilty.”“But he is, Bella,” Linda said, her voice dropping. “Please, let’s not argue about this again.”“OK. I know you’ll apologize when Gus is proven innocent.” Bella waved a hand dismissively.Lind
Chapter 1359 Reinforcements and Results
In the Alvares household, Linda sat alone at the breakfast table, the silence of the room amplifying the clinking of her spoon against the ceramic mug.She heard the front door open, followed by Bella’s voice, and then... nothing. A heavy, expectant silence filled the hallway.“Bella, who is it?”Two sets of footsteps approached the dining room — one light and familiar, the other carrying a weight and cadence Linda hadn’t heard in weeks. She stiffened, instinctively preparing for another unwanted visitor or a reporter.But when the figure stepped into the archway, Linda’s breath hitched. Standing there, sporting a healthy coastal tan and a smile that reached her eyes, was Paulina.“MOM!” Linda scrambled up, her chair screeching against the floor.“Hello, my baby girl!”They collided in a desperate embrace. Ernesto and Bella appeared in the doorway behind them, watching the reunion.“I asked Bella to keep it quiet,” Ernesto murmured, a soft smile playing on his lips.Paulina pulled bac
Chapter 1360 The Moment of Truth
In the master bedroom, Jackson fastened the buttons of his shirt while a cloud of expensive cologne settled around him.“An interview with Linda Alvares?” he mused, checking his reflection. “Interesting.”“Yes, very interesting.” Cindy picked up her phone, her thumb hovering over the screen. “And if you must know, I think I'm going to set that up right now.”“Good luck, kitten.”Cindy smiled, firing off a message.At the Alvares breakfast table, Linda’s phone buzzed next to her plate.“Your phone, honey,” Paulina said around a mouthful of bread.“We bought some gifts for you, Mom,” Linda said, reaching for the device.“Oh, come on, I just went to your grandparents’ house!” Paulina laughed.“But we missed you just the same,” Bella chimed in.Linda’s eyes widened as she read the notification. “It’s Cindy Cardoso! She wants to schedule the interview with me today!”“Go on, daughter, confirm it!” Paulina urged.Linda copied the number and dialed immediately.“Hello, Linda,” Cindy’s voice