All Chapters of RISE OF THE LOST HEIR: ASHES TO EMPIRE : Chapter 71
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SEVENTY-ONE: NOT A CHOICE AT ALL
While everything appeared calm on the surface, unrest was quietly awakening in the Underground world.With Leonard weakened and William increasingly absent from FAMILY affairs, one man on the board decided it was time for the Hales to relinquish their seat—to someone whose heart and mind, he claimed, were fully devoted to the business.“He’s demanding two things,” Alex said, seated beside Leonard’s hospital bed. William and Levi sat across from them on the couch, the tension in the room sharp enough to burn.“First, he wants us to hand over the seat. Second—” Alex paused briefly, then continued, “—he says that while we’re old and influential, he knows William understands the value his connections. To solidify both families’ influence, he wants a blood tie.”Levi lifted his head slowly.“He wants Levi to marry his daughter.”“Is this a joke?” Leonard muttered, weak but unmistakably furious.“Grandpa,” Levi said, frowning, “does he really have that much influence?”William leaned forwar
SEVENTY-TWO: CHOOSING SIDES
Seventy-two hours.That was how long it had taken for quiet dissent to turn into open defiance.For decades, the FAMILY had operated on a single, unbreakable principle: the Hales did not answer to pressure. They answered only when it suited them. Yet now, seven days had passed since the first formal complaints were submitted, and William Hale—feared, revered, untouchable—had remained absent.No address.No explanation.No reassurance.The silence gnawed at the organisation like rot beneath polished wood—Rhys started swaying opinions, planting doubt, and positioning himself as alterthenative.By the time the council convened again, the damage had already been done.“The organisation is tired,” Rhys said coldly, standing beside William’s empty seat at the long table. “And frankly, so am I. The Hales have refused to face us. I think it’s time we move forward without them.”“Rhys, I’ll say this one last time,” James snapped from his seat. “This childish rebellion of yours has gone too fa
SEVENTY-THREE: THE LONG WAY HOME
HALE HOSPITALA full month had passed since William Hale had been admitted, and the change was undeniable.Strength had returned gradually—first in his eyes, then in the steadiness of his hands, and finally in the way his voice no longer sounded like it was constantly fighting exhaustion. The exclusive ward of Hale Hospital had become a controlled cocoon of care, discipline, and quiet hope. And at the center of that progress stood Doctor Elsa Snow.Patrick Doyle finally decided it was time to see the results for himself.“He’s looking far better than I expected,” Patrick said honestly, his tone edged with impressed surprise as he studied the man on the bed.Elsa stood beside him, clipboard tucked against her chest, her expression calm but proud. Kaitlin was there too, hovering near the monitors, while William sat upright on the sofa aside. Two nurses moved quietly around the room, adjusting equipment and double-checking vitals.Patrick flipped through the reports, nodding as he read.
SEVENTY-FOUR — WHERE SHE FELT SAFE
After the incident, Levi made sure the men responsible were found—and dealt with thoroughly. Nothing public, nothing loud. Just final.Still, Elsa had vanished from his sight.According to the hospital staff, she had begun leaving earlier than usual. Sometimes she was picked up by Eli. Other times, she simply disappeared before evening rounds. Levi hadn’t seen her since that night, and the distance sat heavy on his chest in a way he refused to name.Luke, however, had no such restraint.He stormed into Levi’s office the moment he heard.“What?” Luke barked, stopping right in front of Levi’s desk. “So that’s it? That’s where the story ends?”Levi, seated casually on the sofa in his office, glanced up with a frown. His tailored shirt was undone at the collar, cuffs loose, exhaustion etched subtly into his face. “What happened after?” Luke demanded. “After you saved her.”Levi exhaled slowly. “Nothing. She’s been distant. I haven’t seen her since.”Luke stared at him like he’d just conf
SEVENTY-FIVE — A PROPOSAL
Two or three days later, things had finally begun to settle—at least on the surface. The tension hadn’t disappeared, but it had dulled, like a wound that refused to heal yet no longer bled openly. The rebellion within the FAMILY was still very much alive, and that alone kept everyone on edge.That afternoon, William, Leonard, and Levi sat outside, enjoying the rare calm that came with cool weather and iced tea. The breeze was gentle, almost mocking, considering the storm building quietly around them.The silence broke when Levi spoke.“O’Connell has joined Rhys.”William paused mid-sip. “O’Connell?” he asked slowly, disbelief threading his voice.Leonard scoffed immediately. “That’s impossible. Issac O’Connell would never do that.”Levi shook his head. “Not Issac. His son—Troy. Issac had a heart attack. He’s in a coma so Troy has taken over his seat.”The atmosphere shifted instantly. Even the breeze seemed to retreat.“That’s… not good,” William muttered, setting his glass down. “If
SEVENTY-SIX : A PROPOSAL II
Levi’s words landed like a quiet explosion.All three of them froze, the air around the table thick and unmoving. No one laughed, no one spoke—because the look on his face left no room for doubt. He was serious. Painfully so.“Levi… what are you saying?” Elsa asked at last, her voice barely above a whisper, shock written plainly across her face.“I’m asking if you’d marry me,” he repeated calmly, as if the question itself didn’t just flip the room upside down.“Yes—but why?” Iris asked, stunned.Eli leaned forward, disbelief flashing across his features. “Wait. Are you being serious right now?”Levi looked at each of them in turn, then let out a short, almost disbelieving laugh. “Does it really sound that impossible—that I’d ask you to marry me?”“It does!” Eli and Elsa answered at the same time.“It doesn’t really,” Iris said, shrugging thoughtfully.Levi nodded, accepting all their reactions at once. “My family wants me married soon.”“And my sister was your best option?” Eli asked
SEVENTY-SEVEN: THE TEST
Surprisingly, after that day, Elsa didn’t see Levi again—not at the hospital, not at the estate, not even in passing. For an entire week, there was nothing.At first, she moved with caution.She arrived at work earlier than usual, left with alert eyes scanning the parking lot, half-expecting him to appear out of nowhere—calm, composed, and asking for an answer she wasn’t ready to give. She rehearsed responses in her head, imagined different scenarios, prepared herself mentally for confrontation.But Levi never came.Days passed. Then more days. And slowly, without realizing it, the tension she had been carrying began to loosen. The unease faded. The constant readiness dissolved into routine. And eventually, she forgot—at least enough to breathe again.Life settled.She had a car now—her own. No more rushing for rides, no more checking over her shoulder while waiting by the roadside. She drove herself to work in quiet comfort, music low, thoughts calmer than they had been in weeks. At
SEVENTY-EIGHT: TERMS AND TICKING CLOCKS
ELI’S HOME“What?” Iris exclaimed, eyes wide as she stared at Elsa. “You asked him to prove his worth?”Elsa nodded calmly, unbothered, as though she hadn’t just dropped a bomb.“You must be incredibly bold,” Iris continued, half-amused, half-stunned. “Do you know who Levi Hale is?”Eli let out a sharp laugh, pacing the living room. “Levi Hale. Feared. Wanted. Filthy rich. And you told him to prove himself?” He shook his head in disbelief. “Wow, Els. Just—wow.”Elsa smiled, folding her arms. “If I’m doing this, I might as well make it count.”“So basically,” Iris said slowly, tilting her head, “it’s already a yes… you just want him to suffer a little first?”“Yes,” Elsa replied honestly. “But he doesn’t know that yet.”Iris broke into a grin and raised her thumb. “Respect.”Eli groaned. “You women are unbelievably complicated. Why are you like this?”The two women exchanged a look, then shook their heads in sync.“I can’t accept that easily,” Elsa explained, her tone more serious now.
SEVENTY-NINE: THE PERFECT ONE
A new week arrived quietly for the rest of the world—fresh routines, repeated habits, ordinary beginnings—but for Levi Hale, it marked the official start of something far more unsettling: Elsa’s courtship.This was not a hostile negotiation or a business deal he could strong-arm into submission. This was unfamiliar territory. Delicate. Human. Emotional. And for the first time in a long while, Levi found himself walking without armor.By the end of the month, he hoped she would say yes. Only then could he redirect his focus back to the far more dangerous problem looming in the shadows—Rhys. But first, Elsa.Determined not to ruin his chances, especially with his family’s expectations breathing down his neck, Levi recruited help. Luke, who treated the entire situation like premium entertainment, volunteered himself without hesitation, while Teyana—unavailable to be physically present—offered advice through long calls and endless voice notes.His first move had to be memorable.So Levi d
EIGHTY: LASTING IMPRESSIONS
It felt unreal.Elsa had said yes.For days after, Levi found himself replaying the moment outside the hospital—the softness in her voice, the certainty in her eyes, the way she had accepted him fully, secrets and all. It had not been a political agreement. Not strategy. Not pressure.It had been choice.When the Hale family heard the news, the mansion had not known peace. Kaitlin, especially, had nearly wept with joy. She held Levi’s face between her palms and declared that heaven itself had finally aligned with common sense.“I told you,” she said proudly, “the right woman would not fear us and the Doctor is the right woman.”William merely nodded, satisfied in a quieter way. An engagement meant stability. Stability meant leverage. And leverage meant the end of Rhys.Within hours, Kaitlin insisted on arranging a formal joint family dinner with Elsa’s side. “We will welcome her properly,” she declared. “No half measures.”But while celebration brewed in Silver Leaf Heights, something