All Chapters of The undercover billionaire : Chapter 11
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Chapter eleven
Everyone turned in shock at the young man's yell, wondering who was brave enough to interfere, only for their eyes to catch the store's security uniform on him.“Who the hell are you?” Vinn exploded instantly, his already red face turning even deeper as he glared at the young man.If it were possible, he wanted to strangle this man to death.Due to his sudden interference, the two burly men were caught off guard pausing in between their actions, their faces etched with confusion at the sudden commotion.Claudia, also fuming, faced the attendant after noticing the man's uniform.“What is the meaning of this? Didn't Vinn tell you not to interrupt?” “No, I mean yes madam, but you've got it wrong.” The attendant stuttered, a cold sweat running down her back.She knew if she couldn't get out of this mess, not only would her job be lost, but also her life.She couldn't help but send a curse at the young man's way. Why didn't he listen?Quickly, she bowed, apologizing.“I have no idea what
Chapter twelve
After failing to persuade Arthur to beg Vinn, the old man, not wanting to involve himself further, had left.Unlike everyone, he found it painful to watch Arthur being beaten, but who would have imagined he would run back crazily with a cane in hand, hitting Brad?The old man had already covered a good distance when he overheard the conversation of two people rushing past him towards the shop, laughing about how a young security guard had gone to help Arthur and angering Vinn in the process. Just listening to them, the old man felt his heart skip a beat, a bad premonition creeping in.His son recently got a job as a security worker for the store, and knowing how similar his son was to him, he made haste towards the store just in time to see his son standing in the crossfire, and two burly men ready to attack.A punch from those men could send his son to the hospital or worse, dead!His heart tightened at the thought.Wi
chapter thirteen
A stunned silence filled the area, the manager's words sinking deep in their guts and slapping them in the face.Arthur felt glances thrown his way, even from Brad and his father; however, he remained calm.“Were you sent by Mason?” Arthur asked with a frown. He had never seen or met this man in his life, so how could he know him?Sensing Arthur's confusion, the manager deepened his bow, “Yes, young master.” Arthur had no idea how the manager could identify him precisely, but he knew Mason was behind it.“Please stand,” Arthur said calmly. “I am not angry, but you need to discipline your people.”The manager quickly bowed again, answering enthusiastically.“Thank you, young master. I'll be sure to take care of all of them.”Then, without a second hesitation, he turned to face the attendants.“All of you kneel! Apologize to the young master and his friends right now!” He shouted. The attendants and the security men hurdled together, confusion written on their faces as they looked be
Chapter fourteen
Gasps rippled through the crowd as the men in black fanned out, instilling fear with each coordinated step they took.Their boots struck the pavement in unison, the insignia on their shoulders gleaming faintly—a silver falcon mid-flight—a symbol that commanded recognition and fear.“What is the silver falcon doing here?”“Quick, get back! I think that young man might really be a young master!”The crowd murmured in fear, backing further away as the men in black rushed past them toward Arthur.They quickly formed a tight ring around him, heavy guns aimed at the crowd with precise determination, ready to take down anyone they deemed a threat.The sight was suffocating.Each man wore an earpiece, their expression hidden behind the dark visor covering their face.“You there!” The leader of the unit pointed at Joyce, his voice clipped. “Don’t you know how to act around the young master? Show respect to your young master!”Their words rang loud and bold, addressing all the employees, who ne
chapter fifteen
“So, you’re a rich man now?” Brad asked with a teasing grin.Arthur sighed quietly. To avoid frightening his friend, he had given a watered-down version of the truth — a fabricated story about saving an old wealthy man who later willed a company to him.It was a ridiculous lie, but necessary. Keeping Brad and his father away from his real identity was the safest choice.“Yeah,” Arthur replied simply.“That’s so cool! It’s like one of those novels I read where the hero rises from nothing.” Brad’s eyes glimmered with envy for just a moment before dimming again.If only his life were like that, then maybe his father wouldn’t have to struggle so much.“What nonsense are you thinking now?” his father scolded, giving him a light smack on the back of the head.Brad winced. “Ouch—Dad, quit it!”Arthur couldn’t help but smile faintly as he watched their playful exchange. Seeing the father and son bicker so naturally made him feel oddly relieved — it was a comforting reminder of normalcy.Then,
chapter sixteen
Meanwhile, in the bustling city, chaos erupted inside Green Haven Hospital — one of the most prestigious private hospitals in the country.“Who the hell did this to my son?!” Hugo Parker thundered, his voice reverberating through the ward as he glared at the unconscious figure on the bed.Vinn lay swathed in bandages, his once proud face pale and bruised under the harsh white lights.Since becoming patriarch of the Parker family, Hugo had never experienced humiliation like this.In all of Sky City, who didn’t know the name Parker? Who would dare lay a hand on his blood?Someone had, and they would pay dearly for it.His gaze swept across the room — past the trembling nurses and pale-faced doctors huddled in a corner — before locking onto the two bodyguards standing stiffly by the door.“What happened?” he asked, his voice dropping into a deadly calm.The guards exchanged a wary glance before one spoke up, his voice quivering. “Young Master Vinn and Miss Claudia had just finished shopp
chapter seventeen
Pulling into the vast Price estate, Arthur stepped out of the car with a cold, unreadable expression.The air around him seemed to hum with restrained energy as the Silver Falcon team followed silently behind, their movements sharp and precise.To Arthur, their presence felt suffocating.Just this morning, he had planned to keep a low profile—yet here he was, surrounded by shadows loyal to his name.At the entrance, the Silver Falcons dispersed without a sound, fading into the background but never truly leaving. After the afternoon’s incident, Mason had insisted they remain hidden, protecting Arthur wherever he went. Arthur didn’t argue.All he wanted now was rest.But before he could head upstairs, Mason’s voice stopped him.“Young master, Madam Ayun’s burial needs to be arranged. Everything is ready. How should we proceed?”Arthur froze mid-step. Mason’s words struck him like thunder.Had it really only been yesterday she died—and his life turned upside down?A dry laugh escaped his
chapter eighteen
Arthur stared at the message glowing on his phone screen, disbelief knitting his brows. “Come to Salvador’s Clinic. Now.” Salvador’s Clinic — the same place where Madam Ayun had taken her last breath. Does this have something to do with Mom? Is that why Rachel’s calling me? he wondered, but quickly dismissed the thought. If something were wrong, Mason would’ve said something. Still, as he looked at the message, a strange pull tightened his chest. Even though Rachel had humiliated him, he couldn’t deny that he had once cared for her. But that was the past. They were divorced now, and she had clearly moved on. He had no intention of getting tangled in her web again. With a tired sigh, Arthur tossed his phone onto the bed and leaned back. Today had been exhausting enough; he needed rest. His mother’s funeral was in three days. That alone was more than he could bear. --- Meanwhile, at the top floor of Salvador’s Clinic, chaos was brewing. Rachel paced the sterile hallway,
chapter nineteen
“Well…” Martin began, closing his eyes as if deep in thought.The Harris family’s stares bore into his skin, making his hesitation stretch into something uncomfortable.Racheal watched the flicker of conflict on his face, and her own expression darkened with resentment. Her fists clenched, nails biting into her palm as her complexion paled.Like Martin, her affection was a façade. The only reason she was still with him was to secure her position in the Harris Group. Once that was done, she’d discard him without a second thought. Her unborn child was her last card—the key to everything.If Martin couldn’t help her now, she risked losing both the company and him.The thought made her jaw tighten. Then regret seeped in, swift and bitter.If only she hadn’t been so impulsive… If she hadn’t ended things with Arthur so coldly, she wouldn’t be in this position. If she’d kept him close—fed him a little false hope—maybe he’d still be groveling at her feet, begging for another chance.Pity.“Ma
chapter twenty
Jessica Harris stood nimbly in the hallway with her head lowered, her eyes stinging due to unshed tears as Harold’s words cut through her, but she refused to let them fall.Her silence added fuel to the fire that already raged through Racheal's heart. “Well, what are you waiting for?! Father said, "Leave!” Racheal yelled annoyance flashing in her eyes.Seeing Jessica's pitiful but firm stance reminded Racheal of all those times when they were still kids. Her attitude toward things that made their grandfather like her also made Racheal hate Jessica even more.“Are you deaf all of a sudden?” Linda pressed, standing in front of Jessica, hands on her waist.She jutted her chest out, looking like an old hen ready to hit Jessica.Harlod took a look around, noticing how packed the hallways now looked with a grim face.He turned to warn Linda only for him to see her almost hitting Jessica.Seeing as the scene was about to escalate, Harlod snapped, narrowing his eyes. “ Enough! Let's not make