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THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 110
Andrew and Erica exchanged glances as Andrew entered his sister's room. They then chuckled at each other and Andrew approached Erica, who was lying down while reading a novel."Strange day, huh?" Andrew sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you okay if we stay here for the night? It's already ten o'clock in the evening. I also still want to hear a clearer story about my status.""Small talk to cover the uneasiness in your heart, I already know that, Andrew. But, you should reconsider the kind of small talk you want to bring up. We've been stuck in this house since earlier, and now you're only asking me if I'm okay with staying the night here."Andrew tapped his forehead, shook his head slowly, and chuckled. What his sister said was true; he was feeling restless about all the revelations."Do you know how crazy all of this is? I feel like my feet still can't touch the ground.""Why? Isn't this what you've been waiting for, Andrew? I mean, I also cried when I heard that you and I don't share
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 111
A glass of water was offered by Andrew to Daniella. The middle-aged woman drank it all and let out a long sigh, leaning back on the long chair by the edge of the pool."Ah, I hope you'll always be prepared for my pitiful state. Just keep the water ready so I can calm myself.""Well, I hope your story can be finished before 7 o'clock. I don't want to arrive late at William's mansion. He's returning today, don't make my life even more chaotic with your presence, Daniella," Andrew said with a crooked smile.Daniella nodded. "Is there a chance for you to stay with me? I mean, after all this mess, do you still want to go back to William?""Just continue the unfinished story, Daniella."The lines on Daniella's face revealed sorrow and regret once again. Andrew's response cut deeply, somewhere deep within, Daniella wished for a relationship like a mother and son. But she was aware that it was unlikely to happen. Andrew had inherited the vengeful nature from William, and he had already shown
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 112
"Are you sure you're ready to go? It's still very early, it's four o'clock! What were you thinking? Didn't you want us to leave at seven in the morning?!"Erica exclaimed with irritation as she threw a pillow onto the bed. Andrew had woken her up abruptly, and for a reason. He wanted to leave Calvin and Daniella's house as early as possible, avoiding any more disturbances related to the mistakes his biological mother had made.Andrew had heard all the explanations and had begun to understand what he was going to do. Since the conversation with Daniella had ended, Andrew had been experiencing ups and downs of emotions. He couldn't bear to keep seeing the disturbing visions of the past events that had happened between William and Lily."Stop complaining and just wash your face. I need to meet Ivanka first to calm down all the weird feelings I've had since last night.""What?" Erica folded her arms across her chest, giving her brother a sharp look.Andrew understood the direction the con
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 113
"So, Aunt Daniella, right?"Andrew turned to his younger sister, teasing her with the nickname Erica had made up for Daniella."I have no issues with her, so I still respect her as my aunt. What did she give you?""Documents about her company. I took it as compensation for everything that has happened in my life. They abandoned me. Do you agree with what I did?"Erica shrugged. "Who knows? But I agree with you, whatever reasons you give, as long as you remain my brother, Andrew.""Of course, I'll never change. Don't worry about that, Silly. You keep repeating the same lines, I've been with you since we were little, you're my only sister, Erica. By the way, there's something I want to talk to you about."Erica furrowed her brow and said, "What is it? Honestly, I hate it when you suddenly get serious, as if something terrible has happened.""Between being important and not to discuss this, but I want you to know the truth about your age.""What?!" Erica immediately turned off the car ra
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 114
The coffee shop was Andrew's chosen destination shortly after leaving Ivanka's house. Besides the rain-soaked sky, his feet were slightly sore from walking one mile.Andrew sipped a cup of hot coffee. He seemed to enjoy it while gazing at the street where cars were passing through the heavy morning rain."It's been a while since I sat alone like this. Sometimes, I miss the days when I used to work at the late Smith's company, spending moments pondering in a coffee shop after a day of work."Andrew smiled, his head forming shadows of the past according to his thoughts. And all of that imagination had to fade away when a waiter approached Andrew and handed him an envelope."Someone left this for me and asked me to give it to you, Sir."The envelope was black, Andrew looked puzzled. He stared at the waiter and said, "Where is the person?""He's gone, he was sitting inside earlier. A man with black glasses and a black mask. He didn't order anything, just sat for a while and handed this to
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 115
The time 20:03 became a decoration on Andrew's phone screen ever since he had the vision about Jeremiah."Shit! Why am I suddenly unable to think? How can I not solve this puzzle? My power can't even be used, I feel like my body is melding with this bed."An incoming call then appeared from his sister, Erica. Andrew quickly answered the call."Yeah.""Are you still at your woman's house?""No, I had an argument with her. I was only at her place for ten minutes. What's up?""You left William's jewelry box; you were too focused on having sex with that woman. I don't want to take her to William's house. You're the one who has to meet me."Andrew rubbed his forehead and sighed deeply. "Shit! Whatever, forget it. I'll figure out a way to get out later. You know how I am when William's back. I'll be his slave. By the way, there's something I want to tell you. Wait, I'm thirsty."Andrew got up from his bed, but as he stood up, his legs weakened. Consequently, Andrew fell to the floor."What
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 116
The sound of a door knock resounds. Andrew, who was asleep, immediately wakes up and looks at the wall clock; it's already noon. He hurriedly gets out of bed and approaches Marcel, who is behind the door."Mr. William has arrived and is waiting for you in his office, Mr. Andrew."Andrew quickly follows William's trusted assistant's steps. His eyes are still a little drowsy as he had only slept half an hour ago after battling anxiety in his heart.William's laughter is heard as they arrive in front of the office door. Andrew catches a sound that seems to be more than one person. "Is he with someone else?""Yes, Mr. Andrew, Mr. William is with three of his colleagues. He wants to introduce you to them."Marcel opens the door to William's office and Andrew enters. William's and his three colleagues' eyes immediately focus on Andrew. William stands up and approaches Andrew with delight."Andrew! Our last meeting was almost two weeks ago, and it made me miss you a little." William gives a
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 117
Andrew stood in front of Erica's house exactly at two in the afternoon. He looked left and right, checking to make sure no one was following him. As soon as the door opened, Andrew rushed in and threw himself onto his younger sister's sofa. "Lucky I didn't go to the salon. Why didn't you let me know you wanted to come here?" "Why do you want to go to the salon? Which man are you aiming for, Erica?" Erica squinted her eyes. "Don't think I'm dolling up for a man. Just answer my previous question." "I didn't inform you because I knew you wouldn't go. It's not important to discuss that. I want you to go to Daniella's house and stay there while I'm gone tomorrow. I'll be gone for three days with William. I'm afraid something bad might happen to you." "Where are you going, Andrew? And why should I go to Aunt Daniella's house? Can this house get any more secluded? It's far from the bustle, not on the roadside like your lover's house earlier. Weird!" "Let's just stick to the routine that
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The first thing Jerome felt was pain.A deep, throbbing ache pulsing through his ribs, jaw, and neck. His entire body screamed like he’d been hit by a truck, then thrown into another. His eyes opened slowly, vision swimming, light stinging.He wasn’t on the ground anymore. He was lying on a couch. A small, warm apartment — pale green walls, faint vanilla scent in the air, and a dim lamp glowing near a stack of books.Not his house. Not his room.And most importantly… not alone.“Hey.”Margareth’s voice cut through the haze.She was sitting in a worn armchair across the room, legs tucked beneath her, eyes red and tired, but focused entirely on him.Jerome tried to sit up, but pain flared in his side.“Easy,” she said, standing quickly. “You hit your head. Or something hit it for you.”He winced as she helped him lean back against the cushions.“What... happened?” he asked, voice raspy.“I found you. In the alley behind those apartments near 8th Street. You were unconscious. Bleeding. A
Season 2-Chp 9
The sun set early that evening, swallowed quickly by the thick layer of gray clouds hanging low over the city. Wind whipped through the narrow streets of Jerome’s neighborhood, making the street signs rattle and the trees moan in warning.It wasn’t the kind of night you wanted to be outside in.And yet, Jerome was walking straight into it.He hadn’t meant to. Originally, he was just going to clear his head with a short walk — five blocks, tops — but something pulled at him. A weight in his chest that refused to be shaken unless he moved his legs, put some distance between himself and that suffocating house.He passed shuttered shops, puddles reflecting broken neon, and a row of parked cars lined like teeth.And the further he walked, the more certain he became.He wasn’t alone.At first, it was just a feeling. A flicker at the edge of his vision. The sound of an extra footstep when his own had stopped. But then he heard it.Soft. Steady. Calculated.A second set of footsteps.Jerome k
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Tampa’s rain had stopped, but the clouds refused to leave.Jerome walked along the edge of the campus field, his hands shoved into the pockets of a black windbreaker that barely shielded him from the breeze. There was an eerie kind of silence in the air, the kind that made him glance over his shoulder every few steps — not because he was paranoid, but because something told him he had every reason to be.The necklace had been dormant all day.He hadn’t worn it. He’d left it in his backpack, zipped in the inner pouch, wrapped in an old T-shirt like a makeshift sarcophagus. But even in there, it pulsed. It was like hiding a heartbeat — faint but impossible to ignore.Jerome sat at the edge of the bleachers and looked toward the tall iron fence that separated the campus from the back alley. That’s when he saw him.A man. Dressed in all black. Standing completely still on the other side of the fence.He wasn’t doing anything — just watching.Jerome’s first instinct was to pretend he hadn’
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The morning after felt like a hangover.Not the kind brought on by alcohol, but the raw, nauseating fog of a night spent screaming at voices only he could hear.Jerome stared at the ceiling. He hadn’t moved in over an hour. The necklace was still under his bed, where he’d tossed it the night before, and for the first time since receiving it, he refused to wear it.The calm in the house was deceptive. His mother was humming in the kitchen — a soft, nostalgic tune, something old-fashioned that she used to sing when he was younger, when things still made sense. Back when their world, however small and crumbling, had some rhythm to it.Now, it was chaos wrapped in glass smiles.Jerome finally stood and trudged to the bathroom. His reflection looked worse than he expected. His face was pale, his eyes hollow, and there was a faint redness around his pupils. He splashed cold water on his face and stared at himself again.No change.It wasn’t just exhaustion. It was... residue. The kind left
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Later that night, the rain returned.Tampa streets shimmered under the yellow streetlights, coated in a thin sheen of water. Jerome walked alone down the cracked sidewalk, hands deep in his hoodie pockets, head bowed against the wind.He didn’t even remember how he left campus—only that Margareth had let him go after promising to “talk again tomorrow.” Whatever that meant. His thoughts had been looping all afternoon: the way his hand moved on its own, the blank, terrified look on Ryan’s face, and most of all—the voice.That voice.He stopped walking and leaned against a telephone pole, letting the cold seep into his back. His chest felt tight again, but not from asthma.“Why me?” he murmured.The necklace didn’t answer.But it pulsed. Softly. Once.That was worse.Jerome arrived at the tiny, peeling house he called home and stood in front of the door for a long moment, staring. He hated walking into that place now. Every time he did, it was like the walls closed in tighter. And ever s
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The morning air at campus felt heavy. The Tampa sky was overcast, but the sun still managed to burn through the clouds in the most annoying way. Students rushed down the narrow sidewalks, some chatting casually, others glued to their phones.Jerome walked slowly through the corridor, wearing a gray hoodie pulled low over his face. His gaze was dull, and his eyes looked like they hadn’t seen sleep in days.Which was true.The necklace around his neck now felt like metal fused to his bones. Not painful, but... intrusive. As if the thing refused to be forgotten, even for a second.Margareth had glanced at him several times throughout the morning. They were in the same class for modern literature. Her seat was just one row away, and every few minutes she turned her head, trying to read the expression usually hidden behind his glasses.“Jerome,” she called softly after class ended.He turned to her. His face remained blank.“Are you okay? You look like... like you’ve been holding your brea
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Jerome woke up gasping for air. Sweat drenched his face and body, causing the worn-out T-shirt clinging to his skin to feel like a second, suffocating layer. His eyes darted wildly around the room, struggling to anchor himself—was he still in the real world, or had the nightmare that ensnared him dragged him somewhere far worse?In the darkness of his room, one thing stood out: a faint gleam—the blue pendant hanging around his neck. It shimmered softly, almost as if it were breathing with him, pulsing with a life of its own.Jerome lifted a trembling hand and touched the pendant carefully. It was warm against his fingertips, beating gently like a slow, steady heart. As his skin brushed the stone, a whisper rose... or perhaps it was just the exhausted echo of his own mind."You chose me..."Jerome froze.The deep, resonant voice hadn't come from the room. It had cut straight through his thoughts, slicing into his mind with a terrifying calmness.Swallowing hard, Jerome shook off the da
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Ryan and the other two were already standing in front of the car with faces full of rage. They pointed at Jerome, who had just arrived with Margareth at the field near Jerome’s house.“Jerome, I don’t think you need to do all this, remember they’re—”Margareth’s words stopped mid-sentence when Jerome raised his hand while looking at her.“Maybe you know how weak Jerome is at campus, but not now. Didn’t you see how I hit Ryan earlier?”“Yes, but… I think that was just a coincidence because you found an opening, and that doesn’t change the fact that they’re much stronger than you, Jerome!”Jerome patted Margareth’s shoulder and said, “Everything’s going to be fine, and you know what? If I actually manage to take down all three of them, I want to ask you out on a date!”Margareth looked confused, while Jerome now ran enthusiastically toward Ryan and the others.Margareth didn’t pay much attention to Jerome’s earlier words—her only concern was Jerome’s safety.“Alright, come here! I’m not
Season 2-Chp 2 [Chapter 141. 142 has been edited and you can re-read on Monday]
Jerome hid under the blanket. What had happened to the three men earlier terrified him."Am I going to die? They definitely won't stay quiet; they'll come back," Jerome mumbled, clutching tightly to the edge of the blanket that covered his body.The sound of a knock on the door startled him, his heart seeming to leap out of his chest. Sweat, which had been absent, now surged all over his body, but the tension eased slightly when he heard his mother's voice."Jerome, are you home?" Meghan, his mother, called out.Jerome quickly hid the necklace he was wearing under his shirt and hurried to open the door for Meghan. His eyes narrowed as he glanced out the window, seeing a man kissing Meghan's neck affectionately."My son! Where have you been, sleeping?" Meghan asked with a broad smile."Who is this?" Jerome asked, looking at the man with jet-black hair who was now fondling Meghan's backside.Meghan pushed the man's hand away awkwardly and was about to answer her only child's question wh
