All Chapters of THE RETURN OF THE HIDDEN HEIR : Chapter 151
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Chapter 151: An Enemy Tangled in Love
Outside, the night air was cooler.Derrick spent no time finding Dominic's Ferrari idling by the curb. He walked over and slid into the passenger seat."Whatsup?" he said as soon as he shut the door.Dominic didn't waste time."We've gone through everything sir," he began in a direct tone. "And it leads to one man–someone who's been very careful."He paused, then added, "You're not gonna believe who it is, sir."Derrick's gaze remained forward. Then he heaved a sigh. "Tell me it isn't Pa Lorenzo."His words cut cleanly through the air. It made Dominic turn sharply, genuine surprise flashing across his face."What? How did you come to that conclusion?”Derrick dragged a hand slowly down his face, his fingers pressing hard against his eyes as if he could push the monstrous reality back into the shadows where it belonged."Dammit..." he muttered under his breath before dropping his hand. His jaw tightened, and his voice lowered into something tougher and dangerously close to deception. "
Chapter 152: The Weight of Trust
Outside, Domonic's Ferrari was gone already.Derrick and Ivy reached their car. But just as Ivy moved to open the door, Derrick held her hand."Wait please," he said.She turned and watched as he released her hand. Then he began to circle the cat, his movement slow and deliberate. His gaze scanned all the edges of the car's underside."And what should we name this?" Ivy asked with a frown on her face.He glanced up at her immediately, a faint smile touching his lips. "Well, just doing some careful rounds."She studied him for a moment longer, then looked away.When he was satisfied, he opened the door for her before moving around to his side.The engine soon came to life, and they drove away.For a long moment, neither of them spoke. At the height of the silence, Ivy broke it."Derrick, what's going on?" she asked.He turned to her just enough to let his eyebrows knit in faint confusion. "Huh? What do you mean?"She held his gaze for just a second. Then, slowly, the corner of her lips
Chapter 153: Corporate Ambush
The room settled into a strained quiet the moment the last chair scraped lightly against the polished floor. Moses leaned back in his new seat at the head of the table, fingers loosely interlocked before him. His gaze was fixed on Ma Lorenzo. For a moment, he said not a word. Then he straightened slightly as though easing into a role he had long been waiting to claim. "Well, I believe it's only proper that I begin by clarifying a few things," he said in a smooth and measured voice. "As of now, I remain the acting chairman of the Lorenzo Group." His eyes moved to Ivy's face. "No one here holds a greater stake or a stronger claim to that position than I do." "Then go straight to the point," Ivy cut in just then, her tone controlled but quite edged. "We surely didn't come here for a speech." Moses turned his head slowly toward her and studied his cousin for a moment. Then he exhaled softly as though indulging a child's impatience. "Very well then." His gaze drifted across the room
Chapter 154: Business Genius
After Moses walked out, Lorenzo sank slowly into her chair. It was as though strength drained right out of her limbs."This..." she murmured under her breath, "is getting tougher than I anticipated."Ivy turned sharply toward her."He's a clown, Grandma," she said in an almost dismissive tone. "And clowns don't run empires for long. He surely won't get far with this one–he can't."But Ma Lorenzo slowly shook her head."No," she said, her voice low but steady despite the weight behind it. "You underestimate what a rogue like Moses is capable of."Her eyes lifted to meet Ivy's."Someone who hates his own family this much will go to lengths you wouldn't even consider. This isn't just to win, but to destroy and to tarnish everything we've built so far."A faint pause followed, and then her expression hardened with quiet resolve."I think it may be time for your grandfather to step in again."With that, she pushed herself up from the chair. Ivy and Derrick exchanged a quick glance before
Chapter 155: Tougher Pressure Lines
Sleep came eventually, and the days that followed moved quickly.Each morning, the routine resumed. Ivy, Derrick and Ma Lorenzo left the house together, their arrival at the headquarters marked by the undercurrent tension that had begun to seep into every corner of the company.The question of whether Ma Lorenzo would finally bow to Moses' pressure hung unspoken between everyone who was aware of the situation.Pa Lorenzo remained quite distant. There were no family meetings to address the problem, and everyone just watched him with hopes that he had something up his sleeves."Trust him to get us off this mess," Ivy's father said once over dinner. "He surely won't let the labours of his youth just go down the drain."At the Lorenzo Group, however, Moses did not relent. If anything, he grew more deliberate.What he had begun in the boardroom continued in subtler, more insidious means.The pressure he metted on his grandmother shifted from the formal demand to something far more uncomfo
Chapter 156: Smoke and Threats
The headquarters of the Maguire Group rose like a monument of resounding authority in the heart of the city's financial district. In his office at the highest executive floor, Christopher Maguire stood before a wall-length window behind his desk that dominated the far end of the room. It offered a sweeping view of the busy city below.In one hand, he held a finely crafted pipe, from which thin curls of smoke rose lazily in the air. The serenity in the office was thick, broken only by the faint hum of the city far below.Then came a knock on the door. "Come in," he said calmly without turning.The door opened with a soft click, and Vincent Maguire stepped in. Behind him followed Moses, his stride steady even as his gaze flickered briefly around the room."Father," Vincent muttered as he settled into one of the seats before Christopher's desk, crossing one leg over the other with effortless ease. Moses took the other seat, leaning back slightly.For a while, not a word was spoken.
Chapter 157: Deep Cracks Beneath the Surface
Moses slid his hands into the belt loops of his trousers, his posture suddenly relaxing in a way that didn't quite match the tension in the room. For a brief moment, he lowered his head as though weighed down by the gravity of Christopher's last words.Then he drew in a breath and looked up again–his face tightening into something seemingly exaggerated and almost theatrical."Oh no," he said, his voice trembling with feigned alarm. "Please...please don't hurt the love of my life!"He dramatically pressed a palm to his forehead, as though the thought troubled him greatly."What will I do," he went on, his tone thick with mock despair, "if a single strand of my love's hair is harmed? Oh, my life would be completely ruined."Christopher watched Moses' display, his pipe hovered just shy of his lips. Vincent bit his lower lip, as if waiting for the punchline to settle into something real.Moses held the pose for another second longer before his full laughter filled the aids office space C
Chapter 158: Fractures in Motion
Ivy returned to Derrick's side, and together they made their way toward the door. He reached for the handle, pulled it open, and they stepped out into the hallway.Ma Lorenzo remained seated for a moment, her gaze lingering on the empty space they had just left.Then she turned back to her desk and stared at the papers on it. They were still unorganised–waiting for her to do something about it.Her fingers hovered over them before she let out a quiet breath.Lucy would have handled it back then, she thought. Without even needing to be told.The memory of those times lingered for a moment before fading, and her gaze shifted to the floor again as a faint smile touched her lips.Derrick. Even if everything falters at the end, she was sure Ivy was in good hands.With that, she reached for the first stack of documents and began sorting through them, one page at a time."Gosh," she muttered dryly as she picked up the last paper. "I'm too old for this."—-------The hallway outside Ma Lorenz
Chapter 159: A Man Surrounded
Ivy eased into the chair, exhaling lightly. "I've been better," she admitted, a small smile following. "It feels more like I'm carrying an entire person inside me now."The doctor chuckled. "I guess that's because you are."Derrick laughed lightly."We'll take a look," the doctor continued, already reaching for his notes. "Let's make sure everything is progressing properly."He pressed a button on his desk. "Nurse, please come in now."As they waited, Derrick turned to Ivy. His hand came to rest gently on her shoulder."I've got to go see Dominic now," he said.She tilted her head up at him, her eyes widening a bit. "Be careful. It's a dangerous world out there."Derrick chuckled. "A really dangerous world."Then he leaned down and pressed a brief, soft kiss to her cheeks before straightening. Afterwards, he turned to the doctor. "I'll be back sir."The doctor nodded just as Derrick turned and walked out.In the hallway, Derrick reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. The
Chapter 160: Hidden Hands
Security operatives tried to pull Moses back with effort, but he resisted for a little longer before finally allowing himself to be dragged away. His chest rose and fell rapidly, breath harsh as he struggled against their hold. "I'll have you locked up!" he snapped at the driver, sharp with fury. "Do you hear me? I'll call the damn police and have you rot in a freaking cell!" The driver coughed, rolling onto his side as a thin line of blood trailed from the corner of his lips. He tried to push himself up, wincing as he steadied his balance. Moses' jaw tightened, his very words lingering at the verge of action. But then something colder settled in. If the Maguires had planted a man to eliminate him, then pulling in the authorities would change absolutely nothing. The driver would be out before the paperwork settled, and Moses would have gained nothing except the brief illusion of control. His expression hardened. "Damn it," he muttered under his breath. Then he turned to the d