All Chapters of Unrivaled In The World: Rise of Kaiden Blackwood: Chapter 11
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Chapter 11.
Abigail's eyes lingered on Kai. He didn’t look powerful. He didn’t dress like a man the city feared. He didn’t carry himself like someone who just brought the most powerful wedding in Dominus City to its knees.But Elara had bowed to him.And no one...not even Reginald's so-called elite friends...dared question it.Kai chuckled lightly. Not mockingly. . .just tired amusement. "Just a guy who won a bet."Abigail raised a brow. "That’s it? You’re telling me Elara Vasquez...Dominus City’s coldest queen...bowed to you... because of a bet?"Kai shrugged. "She lost. She owed me one."Behind him, Elara caught on.Her master didn’t want eyes on him. Not now."Exactly," she said, stepping forward smoothly. Her expression was unreadable, calm. "It was a joke. A small act. We like messing with people sometimes. No need to take it seriously.""I see. That... makes more sense." She looked relieved, but her gaze still lingered a moment too long on Kai."Well... I should go," she added, stepping bac
Chapter 12.
“Don’t start thinking I’m some big deal. I’m not.”Kai met Abigail's gaze calmly. "It's just a bit of a personal connection with Elara, nothing more."“I’m just a distant relative, not even recognised by most. I eat what I kill. No silver spoon. No red carpet.”Abigail took a breath. Then nodded slowly.“I get it. I’m sorry for being too nosy.”Kai shrugged. “You’re not the first.”She reached into her clutch and pulled out a clean white business card. Handed it to him.“Still,” she said, “if you ever feel like talking, or throwing another storm... Call me.”Kai took the card, glanced at it. Then he waved her off, certain that he and Abigail would have many more encounters—and perhaps something deeper—in the future. For now, he needed to first figure out who he truly was.Kai stood at the entrance of the ballroom, adjusting his cuffs. Marble steps stretched before him, flanked by flaming braziers and guards in tailored suits.Things were moving fast. Too fast. One minute he found out
Chapter 13.
The moment Leonard laid eyes on the object in Damon’s hands, his pupils shrank.The packaging might’ve been peeled back, but the craftsmanship...the rare markings was unmistakable.That was his gift.The exact one he had painstakingly prepared to make a solid first impression on the rumored heir of the Atlas Blackwood family. An ancient treasure with enough silent power to speak volumes without a single word. And now it was paraded around like a party favor.Leonard’s heart jumped straight into his throat.Without a word, he leaned over and yanked the item from Damon’s grasp.“You bastard!” he barked. “Where did you get this?”Damon blinked, stunned. “W-What...?”Leonard didn’t wait. His fist swung fast.CRACK.The punch landed square on Damon’s face, splitting his lip and sending him stumbling backward into a table.“You damn clown!” Leonard thundered, advancing with another blow. “Do you have a death wish?”Damon clutched his bleeding lip, confusion and fear painted across his face.
Chapter 14.
Morgan West, impeccably dressed in black and silver, the tycoon’s presence alone forced the guards to halt. His sharp gaze swept over the chaos.“Leonard Vale,” Morgan said coolly, stepping forward. “You bring your dogs here to start a fight… on this night?”Leonard stiffened. “Morgan West… this is none of your damn business.”Morgan ignored the tone. “Do you even understand where you are?” His voice grew louder. “This isn’t your backyard. This isn’t your factory gate. This is a banquet held under the name of Atlas Blackwood.”The air tightened.Morgan stepped closer. “Men like us are lucky to even be here. You should be kissing the floor in gratitude. But instead, you're flexing your money muscles like some wild dog with rabies?”Leonard’s face darkened. “This is my matter. A thief tried to walk off with my property...”Morgan scoffed. “Really? That’s what you’re going with?”Leonard snapped, “You think this is a joke? He stole from me!”Morgan leaned in towards him, his voice droppi
Chapter 15.
A suffocating silence took hold of the banquet hall. Then whispers exploded.“Oh my god! He’s the heir?!”“That’s the guy everyone’s been waiting for?!”“No wonder Morgan West stepped in... wait, does he know him?”"I doubt, no one knows he's the heir."Kai ignored the whispers around him, his voice steady even.“He gave me the gift to hold and I had no reason to hold it, so I placed it nearby. Mr. Damon here saw it. Thought it was mine. And tried to use it to kiss up to Leonard. And now, he’s accusing Morgan of bribery to cover his tracks.”Kai turned toward Leonard, his gaze sharp. “You wanted to save face. So you blamed him. Just like you tried to blame me, asking your guards to take me out and break my hand.”Leonard stammered. “That’s...That's a misunderstanding!"The truth slammed into him. His knees buckled. He turned toward Damon for support...and finally saw it.Damon’s face was ghost-white, soaked in sweat. His hands were trembling at his sides. Worse, a puddle of warm liqui
Chapter 16.
The Laurent residence was soaked in silence, save for the occasional groan of pain, frustration and anger. Astrid collapsed on the couch, her face swollen, her hair tangled. Every breath hurt, every limb throbbed. Her dress, once white and flawless, was now stained and torn like a symbol of her disgrace. Tonight was supposed to be her day, how did things go so wrong?! Sage sat on the floor, shirt torn, one hand clutching his ribs. “Damn it,” he muttered. “My whole body feels like it got hit by a truck.” Vivian paced the room, her heels clicking like a ticking time bomb. Her face was pale, but rage still shimmered in her eyes. “This family...completely humiliated. On the biggest day of our lives.” She spun toward Sage. “All because of that bastard...Kai.” Sage winced. “Mom... I think we really messed up.” He looked up, genuine fear in his bruised eyes. “I heard it... with my own ears and I'm sure you heard it too. Elara...Elara Vasquez...she called him ‘Master.’ Not ‘Sir.’
Chapter 17.
After returning home from the banquet, Kai Blackwood stepped into his quiet penthouse and locked the door behind him. The city lights poured in through the tall windows, but the silence inside was louder. For a moment, he just stood there recalling the huge change his life underwent in hours. The adrenaline that had carried him through the chaos, the confrontations, the power plays...it all began to bleed out of his system. He walked slowly through the sleek, dimly lit living room, eyes skimming over the skyline. Dominus City gleamed in the distance, bold and ruthless, much like the people who ruled it. But his mind wasn’t on the view. He headed to the kitchen, grabbed a glass, and filled it with water. The cold condensation clung to his fingers. He didn’t drink it. Instead, his grandfather’s words rang again...low and heavy in his head. “Before you were born, the family arranged a marriage for you. She’s from one of the old circles. The John family. Her name is Ella.” K
Chapter 18: A Blackwood Never Owes a Debt.
Abigail Alfred sat stiffly on the cream leather couch, arms folded, legs crossed, chin slightly lifted in that signature aristocratic tilt she always wore when her patience was hanging by a thread. Her aunt’s voice buzzed beside her like a persistent mosquito and she badly wanted to swat her away. “This one’s not like the others, Abigail. He’s from the Gyrix Group’s subsidiary. A department manager! Do you know how hard it is to find someone from that circle willing to consider marriage these days?” Abigail didn’t even glance her way. She was too busy controlling the urge to roll her eyes into another dimension. A manager? From a subsidiary? Oh please. If he was so fantastic, why hadn't Auntie dearest thrown her own precious daughter at him? Oh right. Because when it came to fortune and social ladders, Aunt Matilda didn’t share the good crumbs. She kept them for her little princess and shoved the leftovers at Abigail. She glanced around the enormous sitting room, notin
19: The Bet.
Kai stepped into the lavish Alfred estate, escorted by two grim-faced servants. He kept his posture relaxed, dressed in a plain black shirt and sneakers, yet his calm energy filled the space before he even reached the main sitting room. Abigail rushed to meet him halfway, her eyes betraying more nerves than she wanted to admit. She grabbed his arm, gripping tightly not too forcefully, but enough to say don’t mess this up. The family seated in the spacious parlor looked up as one. Some eyes narrowed. Others lit with curiosity. But as soon as they saw what Kai was wearing, the air chilled, they barely replied to Kai’s greeting. “So this is the boyfriend?” Aunt Matilda scoffed, folding her arms and looking at Kai with hatred that could burn, “He looks like he just walked out of a student hostel.” Conrad, clad in designer wear and reeking of smugness stood and gave Kai a disdainful once-over. “Not much to look at. Abigail, are you really this desperate? What do you see in such
20: The Collapse of Arrogance
The living room had never been so quiet. The only sound was the occasional buzz of disbelief flickering through the minds of Abigail’s family as they stared at her phone screen. The number sat there, bold, undeniable. 500 million yuan. Abigail’s hand trembled slightly. “It’s real,” she whispered again, mostly to herself. “It’s... real.” Her mother gasped and dropped to her knees beside her daughter, tears welling in her eyes. “Thank you,” she said to Kai, her voice cracking. “Thank you, young man. I don’t know what miracle brought you here, but... thank you.” Her father stood, walked to Kai, and held his hand tightly with both of his own. “You’ve saved this family. I don’t know what we did to deserve this grace... but we will never forget it.” Kai gave a half-smile, his expression calm, unbothered, as if dropping half a million was a daily routine. He glanced toward Aunt Matilda, who stood frozen like someone had just slapped her soul out of her body. Her teeth clench