All Chapters of Scorned Son-In-Law:System of the Forgotten Heir : Chapter 81
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Chapter 81: Bloodline Versus Bloodline
The girl’s voice echoed through the chamber like the whisper of a knife before it sinks in.“Hello, brother.”Chike stared.It wasn’t just her words that struck him it was her face.So familiar it hurt.High cheekbones, dark eyes rimmed in storm grey shadow, lips curled in a knowing smirk that shouldn’t have belonged to a stranger.But she was no stranger.Not entirely.His memories began to claw their way out of the sealed vaults in his own mind the sound of a baby’s laugh, a silver anklet jingling on a toddler’s foot, the scent of their mother’s shea butter as she knelt beside two children with matching eyes and braided hair.Her name…“Zina?” he rasped.She tilted her head, the smirk faltering for half a heartbeat. But then she blinked slowly, like a lioness amused by a sheep’s recognition.“I no longer answer to that name,” she said. “The Order calls me Red Echo.”Ifeoma took a sharp breath beside him.Red Echo.The codename whispered in the darkest corners of the Red Ledger. A ph
Chapter 82: A Father’s Silence, A Sister’s War
Gunfire shattered the air like a hailstorm of thunderclaps.The marble columns of the cathedral splintered. Glass exploded from the stained windows. Ifeoma ducked behind a fallen statue as bullets tore past her head, chunks of stone raining from above.“CHIKE!” she screamed.But Chike was already moving.He dove over the steps of the now open Crimson Vault, rolled behind one of the sarcophagi lining the chamber, and yanked a spare pistol from his thigh holster. He peeked around the pillar.Red armored mercenaries. At least twelve of them.And in their midst: a tall figure in a charcoal cloak, face covered by a cybernetic mask glowing red, issuing orders through a voice modulator.The Director of the Red Ledger.Zina Red Echo was standing dead still, eyes locked on the figure now chained inside the Vault.Their father.“Fall back!” Chike shouted at her. “Zina, MOVE!”But she didn’t move.Didn’t even blink.She was staring at the broken man inside the chair as though she were seeing her
Chapter 83 – The Red Ledger’s Hand
The conference room felt smaller than usual, though Chike knew it was just the tension suffocating the air. Every major figure in the company was seated at the long glass table, their faces tight with worry. The entire building had been on edge since last night’s breach one that hadn’t yet been explained to the board.Chike stood at the head of the table, the late morning sunlight spilling over his crisp black suit. His fingers tapped a slow rhythm on the polished surface as he stared down the men and women who claimed to be loyal to him.“We’re at war,” he said at last, his voice low but deadly clear. “And someone in this room is working for them.”Gasps broke the silence. One of the directors shifted uncomfortably; another cleared his throat.“Mr. Chike,” Director Anozie said, leaning forward, “with all due respect, that’s an accusation that could destroy morale”“Morale?” Chike cut him off, his gaze sharp. “Our financial security was compromised last night. A secure account was dra
Chapter 84 – Countdown
The device hit the elevator floor with a dull metallic clink, its red light pulsing faster.“Bomb!” Amara’s voice cracked through the confined space.Chike’s reflexes kicked in instantly. He grabbed Amara by the arm and slammed the emergency stop, forcing the elevator to grind to a halt between floors. Without hesitating, he dropped to his knees, pulling a compact multitool from his jacket.The device was small, barely bigger than his palm, but every inch of it screamed military grade. The casing was matte black, its surface marked with the same red ledger emblem he’d seen on the masked man’s jacket.“Talk to me, Chike,” Amara said, her voice shaking.“It’s a proximity-triggered explosive,” he muttered. “The timer’s been running since it dropped. We’ve got less than a minute.”A quick glance at the tiny LED display confirmed it 00:53… 00:52…“Can you disarm it?”“I can try,” he said, already pulling back a panel to expose the wiring. “But whoever built this wanted me to find it.”“Wha
Chapter 85 – Glass and Shadows
The crack of the next shot was sharper, closer this one chipped a piece off the marble column inches from Amara’s cheek. Tiny shards rained down on her hair, catching in the dim corridor lights.Chike’s eyes swept the hallway, calculating angles. His years of covert work had taught him one thing about snipers: they didn’t miss unless they wanted you to move. This one was herding them, forcing them toward a specific exit.“Stay low,” he murmured, his voice even despite the adrenaline hammering through his veins.Amara crouched beside him, her breathing ragged. “They’re watching us, aren’t they? The tracker…”He tapped the casing of the disarmed bomb still clutched in his hand. “They know exactly where we are. This” he lifted it slightly, “isn’t just bait. It’s the leash.”Another round smashed into the wall across from them, spraying a burst of plaster dust.“We need cover, now,” he said.“There’s a service stairwell around the corner,” she offered quickly. “It leads to the basement pa
Chapter 86 – Blood on the Ledger
The smell of iron filled the dim room, thicker than the dust motes drifting through the stale air. Chike stood in the center, his shadow stretching like a phantom toward the far wall. In front of him, the table was covered in old files crumbling papers stamped with the crimson emblem of The Red Ledger.“Do you see this?” Chike’s voice was quiet, but there was steel beneath it. He pushed one of the files forward toward Samuel, who had been standing rigid, arms folded like he was bracing for a storm.The page bore a list of names not just names, but whole lives summarized in cold black ink. Executed. Missing. Bankrupted. Every line was a mark against someone who had crossed the organization.“They don’t just punish people, Samuel,” Chike said, tapping the page. “They erase them. Entire bloodlines. It’s not revenge it’s a purge.”Samuel’s jaw tightened. “And now you’re on the list.”The words were matter-of-fact, but Chike caught the flicker in his friend’s eyes. Concern… and fear.“N
Chapter 87 – The Offer They Couldn’t Refuse
The moment Chike stepped out of the black SUV, the air itself seemed to shift. The evening wind carried the scent of rain and petrol, mixing with the faint tang of danger that lingered in the deserted dockyard. The ground beneath his boots was slick with oil, reflecting the pale glow of the dock lights in fractured patterns like shattered stars scattered on the floor.In the distance, the creak of an old crane echoed against the steel containers, and the shadows of men moved like wraiths between them. They were here The Red Ledger’s negotiators.But Chike wasn’t here to negotiate.The System’s voice hummed coldly in his mind.[Mission Alert: Secure the Crimson Vault’s keyholder. Reward: 1,500 system points. Warning: Failure will trigger bounty escalation.]His jaw tightened. The last bounty had almost put him in the hospital, but this… this was a direct escalation into the heart of The Red Ledger’s operations.From the corner of his eye, he caught Ade’s movement his right. hand man
Chapter 88 – Shadows in the Crimson Vault
The air in the dimly lit corridor tasted of iron and secrecy. Chike’s footsteps echoed faintly, each step deliberate, the weight of the moment pressing into the marble floor beneath him. The corridor leading deeper into the Crimson Vault was lined with murals grotesque, almost hypnotic depictions of power, betrayal, and blood pacts.It was quiet… too quiet.[System Notification]: Danger Level – High. Unknown entities detected ahead.Chike didn’t flinch, but the muscle along his jaw tensed.“Unknown entities, huh?” he muttered under his breath. “Let them come.”The Vault doors were ahead two massive slabs of reinforced obsidian steel, etched with runes that seemed to pulse faintly as if alive. Between them and Chike stood three figures.The first was tall and cloaked, face hidden beneath a mask of burnished gold. The second was a hulking brute with scars like rivers cutting through his skin, each one a map of battles survived. The third… Chike recognized instantly.“Isabel?” His voi
Chapter 89 – The Red Ledger’s Counterstrike
Chike didn’t sleep.Not because he couldn’t, but because the moment he closed his eyes, the same pattern replayed the names on the Red Ledger glowing in crimson ink, some scratched out, others newly etched as though alive. The voice of the system still echoed in his mind:[Warning: The Red Ledger is aware of your movements.]He sat at the edge of his desk, elbows resting on his knees, staring at the dossier spread before him. Photos, coded notes, and fragments of intercepted messages each a piece of the conspiracy choking the city. His instincts screamed that someone inside their circle had leaked their plans.The knock came quietly, almost cautious.“It’s open,” Chike said without looking up.Kalu stepped in, a grim expression replacing his usual sharp grin. “We have a problem. Bigger than yesterday’s.”Chike raised a brow. “You mean the attempted assassination wasn’t big enough?”Kalu dropped a flash drive on the desk. “Surveillance footage. Pulled it myself before they could wipe
Chapter 90 – Shadows Over the Crimson Vault
The conference room felt like the center of a storm too quiet, too tense, and yet humming with the invisible pulse of danger. Chike sat at the head of the table, the light from the overhead fixtures casting deep shadows on his face. The new Crimson Vault key card lay on the polished mahogany surface in front of him, a symbol of both opportunity and risk.Outside, the city sprawled under a blanket of gray clouds, skyscrapers jutting up like jagged teeth against the skyline. The weather mirrored the mood in the room. No one dared speak first.Finally, Caleb broke the silence, his voice low but laced with concern.“You’ve stirred the hornet’s nest, Chike. The Red Ledger won’t take the Crimson Vault breach lightly. They’ll come for you.”Chike didn’t look away from the key card. “They’ve been coming for me since the day I rejected their offer. This changes nothing except now, I’m the one holding the leverage.”Vivian leaned forward, her manicured fingers tapping an impatient rhythm on the