All Chapters of THE RETURN OF THE HIDDEN HEIR : Chapter 121
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Chapter 121: A Perfect Trap Beneath Silence
Derrick ignored the taxi.The sudden stop of the car had already set something off in him. It wasn't just the timing alone, but the very manner in which it halted beside him.So, he kept walking.His hands were buried inside his pockets, and he didn't spare the taxi a second glance.But the vehicle rolled forward behind him."Hey!" the driver yelled, his voice sharp and strangely impatient. "I'll drop you off, sir."Derrick said nothing. The horn blared, longer each time. It was intrusive enough to even turn a few heads on the busy street."What the hell is wrong with this guy?" Derrick fumed with a tightened jaw.He exhaled slowly through his nose, resisting the urge to turn around and give the silly driver a piece of his mind. His pace didn't change, but his awareness sort of sharpened. The taxi crept closer. "I can drop you off, sir," the driver said. "Just hop in."The horn blasted again, and Derrick's fingers curled slightly in his pockets. What an annoying bastard. At that
Chapter 122: Deception at its Peak
The bar was alive with music as Moses stepped in and walked straight to the counter.He slid onto a stool and glanced briefly at the wall clock, noting that he was right on time—just a few minutes after 9pm."Whiskey," he said simply."Of course," the bartender replied.If only Moses had bothered to look at the man's face, he'd have seen the mischievous smile he wore while he poured the drink.Moses took the glass, swirling it just once before bringing it to his lips.Just a slow slip, and his gaze drifted toward the entrance. Minutes passed as he waited for the strange lady.Another drink followed. Then another. Still no sign of her.His fingers tapped lightly against the glass as subtle impatience began to creep in.He checked the time again, but remained seated. "More, he ordered," he ordered. The barman filled his cup again. "I see you're waiting for someone."Moses looked up. "Yeah. What does it matter to you?"The barman smiled. "Oh, nothing at all."Moses shrugged his should
Chapter 123: A Crossfire Symphony
"Away with him!!" a voice roared as several men rushed out of the other taxi. In no time, gunfire began to crack sharply through the air against Derrick. It tore through the silence of the dark street like thunder striking too close to the ground.Derrick moved just fast enough to remain alive. His body slammed really hard against the edge of a concrete barrier just as another round tore past him. The impact sent fragments of metal scattering across the pavement."Shit!" he muttered. His grip tightened around the pistol he had taken from the driver earlier. It felt smaller now, especially compared to what he was right up against.Across the dimly lit stretch of the quiet road, shadows of the killers moved with deadly precision. A more violent burst of gunfire started in no time. It made Derrick lean out just soon enough to take two quick shots of his pistol.A figure on the other end jerked violently before collapsing to the ground.Derrick ducked just once more as bullets rained o
Chapter 124: When They Needed Him The Most.
"Daniella," she said."Daniella," Moses repeated slowly.A stupid grin spread across his face. It was unguarded, almost boyish. "I love you, Daniella," he said. The words came out too easily.Daniella's smile deepened as she slowly turned back and walked slowly up to him."Do you now?" she murmured slowly."Yeah," Moses said with a slow nod. "I do."With that, she reached out, and the lights went off. Then she moved back toward him in the darkness.--------------The Lorenzos estate stood in heavy silence. The large family study had never been colder.Ma Lorenzo sat upright, her hands clasped tightly together. Though she tried as best as she could to maintain her composure, the strain in her expression betrayed her.Mr. Elvis had taken a move that was capable of permanently destroying the family.Across from her, Ivy sat still, her phone resting in her hand. The screen dimmed slowly as another call ended unanswered.Her fingers tightened around the device as worry creeped deeper int
Chapter 125: Perfect Trails
Back at the Lorenzo estate, Pa Lorenzo cleared his throat just as Elissa asked the question.All eyes turned to him. He sat upright, posture composed, and fingers resting lightly against the armrest of his chair. He wore a calm expression as he spoke."I hate to say this," he began evenly, "but this meeting must start without Derrick."The words landed strangely, causing a subtle shift to ripple through the room. "Honey?" Ma Lorenzo called immediately, her gaze snapping toward him instantly. "Why would you say that?" Ivy's head lifted too, her brows drawing together in clear disbelief.Pa Lorenzo didn't falter under the renewed attention."We just can't keep waiting indefinitely," he continued in a steady voice. "Time is really against us."Ma Lorenzo exhaled slowly before responding, her tone assured but firm. “He stepped out to speak with Mr. Dominic regarding the company's situation."Her eyes held his. "We can't just talk about it without his presence. He will return."Pa Loren
Chapter 126: When Fear Finds A Name
Inside the car, Derrick leaned back slightly, his head resting against the seat. The faint hum of the engine filled the space as the city lights blurred past outside the window.His hand rested loosely against his injured shoulder."Crazy," he muttered, not wishing to imagine Ivy's future reaction to the wound.His mind was quick to drift back to the attack.Everything about it pointed to the Maguires. Of course, it was the most logical conclusion.But wasn't it too logical?Derrick’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stared ahead.Something about it just didn’t sit right.His instincts twisted uneasily.Whoever orchestrated that attack wanted to kill him really badly. The desperation was evident.But why would the Maguires attack the Lorenzos in the corporate world, only to desperately want to kill him off later on?“No…” Derrick murmured under his breath.Something wasn't right.He now counted dearly on Dominic to get to the root of it.—------------Ivy managed to push through the final
Chapter 127: The Weight of What Remains
For a moment, Ivy’s question hung between them. Derrick didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he slowly stepped forward, his gaze softening the moment it settled fully on her face—on the tears she hadn’t even realized were already falling. “Ivy…” he murmured, closing the distance again. His arms wrapped around her once more, this time firmer despite the strain in his injured shoulder. He pulled her into himself, pressing her gently against his chest as though grounding himself in her presence. One of his hands slid up slowly and cradled the back of her head. Then he leaned down, his lips brushed softly against her hair. “I’m here,” he whispered. “I’m okay…” But Ivy stiffened almost immediately. Her hands, which had instinctively clutched at him, now pressed against his chest. “No—” She pulled back, her fingers curling into his shirt as she forced just enough space between them to look at him properly. Her eyes searched his face now—not just as a wife relieved, but as someone
Chapter 127: Custodian of Peace
The moment the study door swung open, the voices inside came to a definite stop.It was as though someone had cut through the noise with a sharp object.Every head turned, eyes landing on Derrick first, then Ivy.The weight of that silence pressed heavily against the room that was already thick with tension and unspoken questions.Derrick’s steps slowed instinctively as he took it all in.Ma Lorenzo sat at the center, her posture composed but her expression far from calm. Pa Lorenzo stood just behind her chair, arms folded, gaze sharp. Elissa leaned against the edge of the desk, Jane and Samantha beside her, while Ivy’s parents sat opposite, their faces drawn with concern and restrained impatience.No one spoke.Until—“Well,” Pa Lorenzo broke the silence, his voice measured but firm, “what exactly kept you waiting this long?”The question hung pointedly in the air.All eyes remained fixed on Derrick. For a brief moment, he said nothing.Then he stepped forward.“I’m sorry,” he said c
Chapter 129: The Illusion of Control
Morning came quietly.Moses stirred slowly, his brows knitting faintly as consciousness pulled him back from sleep. For a brief moment, he lay still, eyes half-closed, relishing the lingering warmth of the night before.His hand shifted lazily across the bed beside him, noting the coldness.Then his eyes opened fully. The space next to him was empty.“Daniella?” he called, his voice still thick with sleep.He got no response.He pushed himself up and scanned the room with a frown.“Daniella?"He swung his legs off the bed and stood up, walking toward the bathroom. He pushed the door open. It was empty–no steam, no damp towels, not even a faint trace of perfume.Moses stood there for a few seconds longer than necessary, his expression slowly shifting from confusion to great unease.He turned back into the room, his gaze sweeping across every surface.It was as though Daniella had never been there at all."What the hell is this?” he muttered under his breath.For a moment, he considere
Chapter 130: Between Laughter and Impact
The smell of smoke still lingered in his memory. He recalled how the investigation that followed had been pointless. It was dragged on by a government that offered nothing but empty reassurances and dead ends. Derrick’s grip tightened around the water can in his hand. “I’ll find out…” he murmured under his breath. “Don’t care how long it takes.” That was why he came to New York after all. He lifted the can and took a long drink. Just then, he heard footsteps behind him. They were soft and approaching. Derrick turned, only to smile immediately. Ivy jogged toward him, her pace light but steady. Her hair was pulled back, and her expression was bright despite the early hour. There was something about her presence that always shifted the air around him. "Honey," she called, slowing as she reached him. Then she placed her hands lightly on her hips. “Thought you could have all the fun yourself alone?” she asked, a playful glint in her eyes. Derrick let out a quiet chuckle, loweri