All Chapters of The Lost Heir Of Sargent: Chapter 241
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WHAT ABOUT THE SPY?
"What are we supposed to do now?" A guy under cloak whispered while trembling, "How should we face our Lord now?" Another one beside the trembling guy stammered, "This Christian Sargent became a headache to us." "You're right, our Lord never has been this interested in anyone before like he is interested in this Christian Sargent..." "I don't understand either...." Both of them exchanged their looks with puzzled faces but as there's nothing they could do apart from delivering the news they brought for their Lord.The air was heavily thick with smoke and heat.Far beneath the surface, in a cavern carved from black stone, a long hall stretched into the darkness. The only light came from cracks in the floor where molten lava glowed like blood under skin, throwing shadows across the walls.At the far end, a throne sat on a raised platform. It wasn’t a delicate seat of gold, but a brutal, jagged thing carved from obsidian, sharp edges catching the dim light. Upon it sat a man with d
WHO SENT THEM?
"Why is it so dark already?" Luna asked Christian while yawning so hard as if she was holding back her sleep.Christian chuckled, "Because it's night, so course it'll be dark, don't worry we already reached your home." The motorcycle came to a stop in front of Luna’s gate. The night air was cool, and the street was quiet, apart from Christian motorcycle's engine sound."Good night," Christian said as Luna got down from the motorcycle, she gave him a warm smile. "Good night, sweet dreams.... Let's meet in the morning." He watched her walk up to the door before driving away, the echo of her smile still lingering in his mind.When Christian reached home, the lights were on, and the moment he stepped inside, he saw his family gathered in the living room having warm tea and conversation.Edward’s voice came first, deep and slightly interrogating. "So, you finally know how to come home?"Christian chuckled nervously, slipping off his shoes. "Today since we have done well in the team proj
SO, THIS IS HOW HIS CHAPTER ENDED!
"Aurora?" Christian was taken back once again because of Edward bringing her name out of a sudden, his tone caught between surprise and curiosity.Edward hummed in response, leaning back in his seat, “Yeah, what do you think of her?” "What's there even to think of her uncle? I’ve just seen her once," Christian continued, thinking about his first meet with her, "Can’t be sure of her… but one thing I can say about her is, she’s easy to get manipulated.""Huh?" Edward’s brow rose slightly.Christian nodded speaking about his observations. "From what I saw at the auction, she trusts people blindly, doesn't even question their motives, no wonder that trickster fooled her with his manipulating words."From the other couch, Charles smirked and clapped his hands once in mock applause. "Sharp observation skills, my dear boy, I’m impressed."But Edward’s gaze didn’t waver from Christian as he has more to speak with him. "I have something to talk with you, come with me, Chris."Liliana frowned
WHAT'S GOING ON, BOYS?
“I make it my business to know anything involving you, Chris.” Edward leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping against the armrest, “Especially when it comes from the House of Kaelthorne, because they aren't as trustworthy as you think, their own motive is withholding power.” “It’s not what you think uncle,” Christian replied quickly, the words coming a little too fast as if he wanted to justify himself, “It was just a thank-you gift, I helped her at the auction, and….” Edward lifted his brow. “A diamond bracelet for a single act of help?”“Not some small help,” Christian hesitated for a minute before telling him the real truth, “I gave her the ruby she is looking for, the main purpose of her visiting the auction is for that ruby only, since I've that in my hands, I gave it to her.” “Why?” “She wants it as a birthday gift to her mother, at the same time,” Christian quietly explained, “I want something in return from her though I didn't reveal it at that time only, still for the s
CAN'T SLEEP AGAIN, LITTLE PRINCE?
“Where did this Ezra go?” Christian sighed, stepping out of the shower, wiping his wet hair, Christian glanced at the invitation sent by Mrs. Nevermore, the warm feeling he got after meeting her is still hard to forget.However he isn't sure whether he could meet her or not, because he isn't ready to reveal his identity yet, so decided to keep it aside till he makes up his mind whether to attend the party or not.Christian took a look out at the huge glass windows being bored, the Sargent estate at night was a world apart from its daylight grandeur. By day, it brimmed with chatter, lively, and carefully polished dignity, but by night, the halls were hushed, shadows stretching long against the marble, as if the house itself exhaled secrets too heavy for daylight.Finally, since he was tired of staying within the room, he walked out of the room quietly, bare feet against the cold stone, the droplets from his wet hair still dripping slowly.He should have been asleep by now already, but
SO SOON?
"Who might it be?" Christian froze.The door to the records room creaked open, and candlelight spilled across the dusty floor. His stomach lurched thinking if it was Lord Sargent, he was finished for entering into a place he shouldn't without permission."Chris?" Relief and dread tangled together when he finally recognized the voice.It wasn’t his grandfather, but it was Charles, barefoot in his nightshirt, holding a mobile torch. "Thank God! It's uncle Charles!" Christian tried to calm himself after taking a look at Charles, his hair was a mess, while his eyes were heavy with sleep."What in heaven’s name are you doing here, Chris?" Charles whispered, stepping inside. "You’ll have the entire house thinking you’re a burglar, I almost got startled thanks to you..." Christian slid the book closed with a soft thud, forcing a calmness he didn’t feel as he doesn't want any further suspicion to rise in Charles. "I wasn't able to sleep, uncle," he said lightly. "I thought… walking around
NOT AGAIN
"Why does it all feel like a tangled knot in my head?" Christian sighed at all those thoughts messing in his head.The candle on Christian’s desk had long since melted into a pool of wax, but he sat stiff in his chair, Ezra’s smoky form drifting lazily near the ceiling. The weight of the old records pressed heavy on his chest, as though each page carried not ink but blood."Ezra," Christian said at last, his voice lower than a whisper eager to hear answers, "you didn’t tell me everything, right?" Ezra stared at Christian with a puzzled face, "I don't understand, regarding what you're talking about.... What I didn't tell you?" "You must've seen or heard at least one of it, haven’t you? One of these cursed weddings," Christian crossed his arms with an accusationary look aimed at Ezra, "You've lived long enough to know about this!" Ezra stiffened, his usual mocking air thinning into silence. When he finally spoke, the words were hoarse, almost dragged from a place of memory he wishe
HOW BAD IS IT?
"What's with that longing face?" Luna raised an eyebrow at Christian who is sitting idle in his seat, "By chance, are you missing anyone?" Christian let out a soft smile as he doesn't want to trouble her with his own worries, "Maybe or may not..." "Seriously? Whom do you even miss? Aren't I right here in front of you?" Luna crossed her arms only to get a chuckle in return, "aren't you bored of being too full of yourself?" Luna flipped her with a smirk, "It's because I'm too beautiful, stunning and brilliant, a very rare mixed version!"Christian just smiled at her words and stared at the screen quietly.The morning sun passing through the wide glass windows of the Sargent Corporation’s top floor, painting golden streaks across the large meeting room. Christian leaned back in his chair, arms folded, watching his team scramble before the client call."Why is it that every time we have a big presentation," Kira groaned, flipping through her notes, "you three act like comedians instea
LET ME TAKE CARE OF YOU
"She must be fine," Christian prayed within himself silently standing in front of the guesthouse Rosaline currently staying.The path outside Rosaline’s guesthouse was too quiet. "Why is she staying here rather than being in Valemire's mansion?" Christian mumbled, raising his head and taking a look at the guesthouse to which he reached after receiving the location from Rosaline's mansion, "Is it really serious?" Christian’s usually steady footsteps had turned restless, pacing before the door like a man with no anchor. "Please be safe!" He had dropped everything at the office, ignoring Andrew’s teasing grin and the questions from Kira, Tanya, and Luna. None of that mattered now.What mattered was the voice of Rosaline’s assistant over the phone:"Miss Valemire is sick… and she is resting now, and doesn't want anyone to disturb her."And then, silence.With a deep breath, he got into the guesthouse, the assistant immediately rushed to Christian, "young master, why are you here?""I
DO I LOOK LIKE A CHILD TO YOU?
"You…" Rosaline’s voice trembled as she pressed her weak body against his chest, her arms circling his waist. Her skin burned with fever, yet her words carried warmth that pierced straight through him. "You never disappoint me with your love and care, I will never regret choosing you as my life partner… With you by my side, I've no regrets in this life...." Christian froze for a heartbeat, his heart tingling at her words. The sting behind his eyes threatened to spill into tears, but he bit them back, wrapping his arms around her trembling frame. He buried his face into her hair, inhaling her scent mixed with medicine and fever. "She really chose me.... Me, of all people…" He wanted to say something calm, something reassuring, but all that came out was a choked whisper. "Stop it Rose... Don’t say it like you’re saying goodbye, you’ll be fine and I’ll make sure of it."She laughed weakly, her voice rasping. "You sound like you’re about to fight death itself for me." "I would." His