All Chapters of Adrian Cole; Return of the Lost Heir: Chapter 11
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Who is he really?
Chapter ElevenThe moment Isabella Reyes stood in front of Adrian Cole, the entire banquet shifted. Silence wrapped around the room like a noose, and even those who had been mocking him minutes ago now looked uneasy, darting glances between Isabella and Adrian.Mr. Graham, Armstrong’s manager, swallowed hard. His earlier arrogance vanished, replaced by something close to fear. Clearing his throat, he managed to say, “Miss Reyes… do you know this man?”The question cracked through the hall like a whip. All eyes swung toward Isabella.Before she could answer, Lucas Brown stepped forward, his tone sharper than usual, his pride bleeding through his words. “Manager Graham, who is this woman? Why is her presence suddenly changing the tone of this conversation?”Graham turned toward him, frowning deeply. “You don’t know her?”Lucas blinked. “Should I?”The manager exhaled slowly, his voice dropping into something heavy, reverent. “That woman is Isabella Reyes—the Director of the Cole Conglom
Power unleashed
Chapter Twelve The moment the banquet finally thinned, Isabella Reyes turned toward Adrian Cole. Her expression, which had been cold steel in front of everyone else, softened just slightly. “Come with me,” she said quietly. Catherine Moretti frowned, but Adrian raised a hand, wordlessly asking her to wait. He followed Isabella down a side corridor, their footsteps echoing against polished marble until they reached a private office. The door shut with a heavy click, sealing the noise of the auction outside. Catherine remained in the hallway, arms folded, her gaze sharp but patient. Inside, the silence was suffocating. Adrian stood across from Isabella, studying her calm face. “Here we are?” For once, Isabella did not posture. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached into her clutch and withdrew a small velvet case—the very same handed to him after the auction. She pushed it across the table toward him. “You’ve been searching for this,” she said softly. “Even before your accide
Sealed memory
Adrian Cole sat in silence long after the surge of power had faded. The ring, small and unassuming, rested in his palm like a burden too heavy for one man to bear. Knowledge still burned hot inside his mind—martial arts techniques that could shatter mountains, alchemy that defied natural law, medicine that could cut through mysteries no physician alive could solve. And yet… his past remained sealed. He clenched his jaw, his pulse hammering. This isn’t memory loss. This isn’t an accident. He could feel it now, as clearly as the blood running through his veins—an invisible seal wrapped tight around his soul. A deliberate lock. A cage meant to keep him blind. Whoever had done this hadn’t just stolen his past—they had taken his mother’s final truth from him. Grinding his teeth, Adrian pressed both hands against the table. For a moment, the grief nearly drowned him. He could see her faintly in his mind’s eye—his mother’s smile, warm and fleeting, a fragment he couldn’t hold on to. The
Humiliation
Chapter FourteenAdrian turned to look at Isabella “You don’t need to come with us,” Adrian said quietly. “You’ve done enough for tonight. I’ll handle the rest.”Her brow arched ever so slightly. “Are you certain?”He nodded once. “Yes. Leave this to me.”For a heartbeat, Isabella hesitated, then inclined her head. “Very well then, Just make sure you're choosing the right path, and take good care of yourself”She turned, her heels clicking softly against the stone, walking towards her sport car, she glance at Adrian once again and smiled before finally driving away. Catherine exhaled, her chest tight with unease. “You didn’t have to send her away. Having Isabella Reyes on your side could make anyone untouchable.”Adrian’s lips curved into the faintest smile. “I don’t need to be untouchable, Catherine. I just need to be myself.”His words carried a weight she couldn’t quite name, but she found herself nodding anyway. Together, they slid into her car, and the engine roared to life, ca
Tell us what to do?
Chapter FifteenThe ward was thick with silence, broken only by the rasping sound of the old man’s labored breathing. Adrian’s words—poison—hung in the air like a blade, cutting through doubt, pride, and fear.No one spoke at first. The doctors shifted uncomfortably, their confidence fractured. Catherine’s parents exchanged stricken glances, while Catherine herself could only stare at Adrian, her chest rising and falling in quick, shallow breaths.And Marco—her cousin, the loudest skeptic a moment ago—stood frozen. His face was still flushed, not just from humiliation, but from the shock of having his darkest secret torn into the open.He swallowed hard, unable to meet Adrian’s eyes. Nobody in the family knew his condition. Not even Catherine. Yet this man had seen it in a glance.Marco’s anger withered into something else—fear, yes, but also a spark of hope. If he can see through me… maybe he can fix me too.One of the senior physicians finally broke the silence. His voice trembled w
Treatment
Chapter SixteenThe ward was thick with tension. Catherine’s plea still hung in the air—Adrian, tell us what to do—and every eye fixed on him as if the old man’s fate rested on his next breath.Adrian broke the silence. His voice was calm, steady, but carried the weight of command.“Bring me a full set of silver needles.”The room stirred at once. Catherine’s family blinked in surprise, while the physicians exchanged bewildered looks.“Silver needles?” one of them echoed. “You mean acupuncture? This is no time for folk remedies!”Another doctor scoffed, pushing his glasses higher up his nose. “With respect, young man, you’ve accused us of being blind. Yet now you turn to outdated superstition? We’re dealing with a real medical emergency here. Needles won’t save him.”Adrian’s gaze sharpened, cold enough to silence the protest. “If you had a solution, he wouldn’t be lying here dying.” His tone dropped to steel. “You’ve had months to fix this, and you’ve failed. Either prepare what I as
Interruption
Chapter Seventeen The ward became quiet after Adrian’s shut the nurses up. he stood there observing the Catherine stood close to her grandfather, her fingers shaking as they rested against his. The peace shattered with a firm knock at the ward doors. A man entered with the calm certainty of one who commands rooms before speaking. Tall, sharp-featured, and clad in a perfectly pressed white coat, he moved with deliberate steps. His presence seemed to pull all attention toward him. Dr. Blaine Corvus, the city’s most renowned physician, had arrived. “I was summoned,” he said in a low but authoritative voice, scanning the ward with sharp precision. His eyes stopped on the old man in the bed, then flicked toward Adrian. “It appears I have arrived after some… unconventional intervention.” Catherine’s father straightened. “Doctor Corvus, you were invited—” “I am aware,” Dr. Corvus interrupted smoothly, “but I must speak plainly: those needles must be removed. Immediately.” A murmur ra
Salvation or ruin
Chapter Eighteen The air inside the ward felt heavy, as though the very walls bore witness to failure. Mr. Morritis’s breathing had grown ragged, his pulse faint and erratic. The silver needles lay discarded on a tray, their faint gleam a cruel reminder of what had been undone. Catherine’s eyes brimmed with fury as she turned on Dr. Blaine Corvus. “You said removing the needles would help him. Look at him now!” Her voice cracked under the weight of grief and rage. “If he dies… this will be on you!” The family members, who had earlier wavered, now shifted uncomfortably, their expressions darkening. Even Marco, who once questioned Adrian, stared at Dr. Corvus with thinly veiled resentment. Dr. Corvus straightened, his composure rattled but not broken. “I warned you from the beginning. The boy’s crude methods were nothing but dangerous tricks. The decline you see now is the result of his meddling, not my intervention.” Adrian’s gaze sharpened, but before he could speak, Catherine st
A trick
Chapter Nineteen The atmosphere in the ward was divided. On one side stood Catherine and her family, their hope resting entirely on Adrian. On the other side, Dr. Blaine Corvus and his disciples loomed, their pride bruised but their tongues sharp with scorn. “Young man,” Dr. Corvus sneered, folding his arms. “You truly expect us to believe that crushing bugs into powder is medicine? That such superstition could rival modern science?” One of his disciples, a tall youth with mocking eyes, laughed outright. “Master, don’t waste your breath on him. He wants to use worms to cure illness? Ha! If he actually makes one crawl out of the old man, I’ll eat it on the spot.” Snickers rippled among the other students. Their arrogance clashed harshly against the family’s desperation. Catherine’s hands balled into fists, her eyes flashing. “Mock him all you want, but you couldn’t save my grandfather. Adrian already has!” Her words silenced them for a moment, but Dr. Corvus quickly recovered, li
He's awake
Chapter Twenty For a long, breathless moment after the insect was expelled, silence gripped the ward. The only sound was the faint ticking of the wall clock and the shallow breathing of Mr. Morritis as he lay motionless on the bed. Then, suddenly, his eyelids fluttered. “Grandfather!” Catherine cried out, rushing to his side. The old man’s eyes opened slowly, clear and steady where once they had been clouded with pain. His chest rose in a strong, even rhythm. He blinked at the faces crowding above him, then let out a rasping laugh. “Why… why are you all looking at me as if I’ve come back from the grave?” Gasps erupted. “He’s awake—!” “Father!” “Impossible… it’s a miracle!” Catherine’s mother collapsed into tears, clutching her husband’s arm as relief poured over her. Marco staggered back, eyes wide with disbelief. Even the once-arrogant doctors stood pale and dumbstruck, unable to reconcile what they had just witnessed. Catherine gripped her grandfather’s hand tightly, her v