All Chapters of THE SILENT INHERITANCE: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
10 chapters
Chapter 1
"Noah!""Noah, get up!"The urgent whisper yanked Noah Varyn from a fitful sleep. Miss Valerie, a slender woman in her mid-30s with weary but gentle eyes, hovered over his small bed.The room was shadowy, with only a sliver of light slipping through a cracked window, casting faint glows on the worn wallpaper of the Adrian mansion’s tiniest bedroom.Noah rubbed his amber eyes, groggy as he sat up."Already morning?"His voice was hoarse, weighed down by exhaustion."Yes, it is," Miss Valerie replied, her tone grave with a hint of worry. She was hurriedly piling his clothes—faded jeans, an old t-shirt—into a battered laundry basket."You need to move, Noah. You know how Madam Celeste is about tardiness."Noah’s stomach churned at the mention of Madam Celeste Adrian, his uncle’s wife, whose sharp cruelty matched her stilettos. He glanced at Miss Valerie’s quick, careful hands and hesitated, the warmth of his bed pulling at him.With a reluctant sigh, he slid out of bed, the cold floor st
Chapter 2
The room fell silent, all eyes turning as she stormed toward him, her silk dress rustling with each furious step, her pale face contorted with rage.“Where’s my gold necklace? The one I left on my bed?” she demanded.Noah froze, bewilderment clouding his features. His tray of drinks wobbled as he turned to face her, his voice calm but tinged with confusion. “I didn’t take any necklace, Madam Celeste. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”She closed the gap between them, her lips twisting into a sneer. “Don’t act innocent, you little thief. You were the only one in my room yesterday. I *know* I left it there!”Noah’s pulse raced, but he met her gaze, his voice steady and truthful. “I swear, I didn’t take it. When I brought the linens to your room, there was no necklace. I didn’t see anything.”Whispers spread through the crowd, sharp and judgmental. “He’s lying,” a woman murmured, her diamond earrings catching the light as she leaned toward her companion. “Look at him, shifty as an
Chapter 3
The ballroom was quieting down, the air heavy with the scent of expensive perfume and the faint clink of champagne flutes. Guests lingered in a loose circle, offering their farewells while presenting gifts to Madam Celeste, who stood at the center, flanked by her close confidante, Lady Gaga.Madam Celeste’s forced smile sparkled as she accepted each offering, her sharp blue eyes appraising them like a hawk eyeing its next meal. A man in a tailored suit presented a small velvet case, bowing slightly.“How thoughtful, dear,” Madam Celeste purred, her voice dripping with artificial warmth. Another guest handed her a neatly wrapped package, and her “Oh, how charming!” echoed, though her eyes remained cold and distant.As the crowd dwindled, Madam Celeste and Lady Gaga slipped to the side, their whispers sharp and conspiratorial.“Did you see that tacky scarf Mrs. Carlton gave me?” Madam Celeste sneered, holding up a vibrant shawl with disdain. “As if this makes up for her husband’s crumbl
Chapter 4
Noah tossed and turned on his narrow bed, the thin mattress groaning beneath him. His dreams swirled with chaos—Madam Celeste’s mocking laughter, a mysterious woman’s voice whispering “Young master,” and his mother’s gentle face, marred by blood. His eyes flew open, and he sat up, heart pounding.“Damn, what a dream,” he muttered, rubbing his face, his amber eyes groggy in the faint morning light seeping through cracked blinds.The door creaked, and Miss Valerie entered, her apron slightly crooked, a tired but warm smile on her face. “Morning, Noah! Up early today. Sleep okay?” she asked, gathering his worn jeans and faded shirts from the floor into her laundry basket.“Night was… fine, I guess,” Noah replied, his voice rough as he ran a hand through his messy hair, hesitating. “I think.” The sting of last night’s humiliation lingered.Valerie’s brown eyes softened with concern. “Don’t let it weigh you down, Noah. Things’ll be alright. Your uncle’s back soon—maybe Madam Celeste will l
Chapter 5
The corridors of Verrath City College hummed with student chatter, the echoes of celebration lingering after Steven Jones’s proposal to Elara Trump. Noah Varyn stood rooted to the spot, his amber eyes wide with disbelief, heart racing as he watched his fiancée—now ex-fiancée—smile radiantly at another man.Cole George, his closest friend, pulled at his arm, concern clouding his blue eyes.“Let’s go, man,” Cole urged, but Noah’s feet seemed cemented to the polished marble floor.Shrugging off Cole’s hold, Noah stepped forward, his voice cutting through the dwindling applause.“Elara!” he called, his words heavy with confusion and pain.Elara turned, her blue eyes locking onto his, her smile flickering briefly before turning cold. Noah’s face was a portrait of anguish—jaw clenched, hands shaking at his sides.“What’s happening? What’s going on, Elara?”Elara, stunning in a form-fitting dress, her fair skin glowing under the hallway’s lights, adjusted the glittering ring on her finger wi
Chapter 6
Noah sat in the passenger seat of Mrs. Lilly’s sleek blue Rolls-Royce, the cool leather pressing against his wrinkled clothes. His amber eyes gazed out the window, heavy with sorrow, as Verrath City’s streets rushed by in a blur of neon signs, bustling crowds, and gray buildings shrouded in morning fog.The past few days weighed on him: Elara’s betrayal, Madam Celeste’s deceit, the cold jail cell. His cheek still burned from her slaps, his heart stung from being branded a thief.Mrs. Lilly glanced at him, her blue eyes gentle yet probing.“You holding up, Noah?” she asked, her voice soft, cutting through the car’s low hum.He turned slowly, his face pale, and managed a faint smile that didn’t touch his eyes.“Yeah,” he murmured, voice barely above a whisper. He nodded once and returned to staring out the window, fingers tracing the seat’s edge.Mrs. Lilly frowned, hands steady on the wheel.“How about some food? You must be starving.”Noah hesitated, his stomach quietly rumbling. He n
Chapter 7
Noah dashed into the shadowed alley, his sneakers slamming against the uneven pavement, the dim streetlamp throwing jagged shadows. The girl's piercing scream still rang in his ears, raw and urgent.He slid to a halt, his amber eyes sharpening as he saw her, pressed against a graffiti-streaked wall, her dark eyes wide with terror. A hulking man towered over her, his grin cruel and threatening, flanked by two others clutching baseball bats."Hey!" Noah's voice thundered. "Back off the girl!"The leader whipped around, his face contorting in confusion. "Who do you think you are?" he sneered, eyeing Noah. "What, you some kind of hero?"His cronies laughed, their jeers echoing off the walls.Noah lowered his head, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. His chuckle started soft, then grew, matching theirs. The men’s laughter faltered, their brows furrowing. The leader’s expression hardened."What’s so damn funny?" he snarled, stepping closer. "Stop it, or you’ll regret it!"Noah’s laughter did
Chapter 8
Noah was jolted awake by the pulsating rhythm of loud music vibrating through the walls. Groaning, he sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes and running a hand through his tousled dark hair. The upbeat party music shook the floor beneath him.“What’s that noise?” he muttered, sliding out of bed.He stretched, grabbed a borrowed t-shirt and jeans from a chair, and slipped them on, the soft fabric brushing against his skin. After lacing up his sneakers by the door, he followed the growing volume of the music downstairs, his hand gliding along the wooden banister.At the bottom, Noah’s eyes widened. The living room buzzed with energy—Cole and his dad, Mr. George, were in the middle of a dance lesson. A speaker on the coffee table blasted the music as Mr. George moved with smooth confidence, his graying hair bouncing with each spin. Cole, stumbling through the steps, laughed at his own clumsiness.Catching sight of Noah, Cole’s blue eyes lit up. “Yo, bro! Come dance with us!” he called, waving h
Chapter 9
Noah, still standing in front of his uncle, Mr Adrian, whose eyes were still widened in shock as he gazed at his wife, madam Celeste, who was also in shock too as she gazed at Noah Varyn, who still had his face gazed to the floor."Are you sure that is what you want to do, you really want to leave this mansion?."Mr Adrian asked as he lowered his glasses to his nose level and gazed at him."Yes, uncle Adrian, that is what I want to do."Noah Varyn responded as he gazed up at him, his voice now laced with seriousness. Mr Adrian gazed at him eye to eye for a second."Okay then, if it is what you want then I will support you."Mr Adrian spoke as he broke the stare and took up his magazine."What!"Madam Celeste exclaimed as he gazed curiously at Mr Adrian and then gazed back at Noah Varyn with a scornful gaze."Uhmm...thanks uncle but there is no need for that, I am going to get a per time Job in the city and I will sort my need with my salaries that I will be getting."Noah spoke as he
Chapter 10
"Joyful birthday wishes to you!"The room erupted in applause as the final notes of the song rang out. Noah’s face lit up with a grin as he eyed the cake before him, adorned with the words, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NOAH TRISTAIN, YOU’RE OFFICIALLY A MAN!" alongside a playful smiley face."Like the cake’s message? I personally had it written at the bakery," Cole said with a teasing edge, stepping closer to Noah."Yeah, it’s awesome, really awesome," Noah replied, his voice shaky as he fought back tears. Cole noticed the glimmer in his eyes."Yo, man, don’t cry—you’ll soak the cake, and trust me, it won’t taste as good!" Cole quipped with a smirk. Noah let out a laugh, quickly wiping his eyes."Thanks, everyone. Honestly, I completely forgot it was my birthday today," Noah said, prompting soft chuckles from the group."Truly, thank you all," he added warmly, scanning the room with gratitude."Time to slice that cake! I’m claiming the biggest piece," Cole declared with mock seriousness, grabbing