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THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 127
Andrew appeared busy serving three women who were dancing in front of him. He carefully observed the hips of the woman, the actual situation was quite chaotic inside the yacht occupied by Andrew. William not only sent entertainment but also asked the visitors of this small island to come to the party on Andrew's yacht.Many visitors were already drunk and engaged in brutal and wild 'adult activities'. However, Andrew, who was also enjoying the night, seemed unfazed. He was much more occupied with the three sexy belly dancers in front of him."Shake your hips more agilely, Sweety. I want to see them spin like tops!""Andrew!"Andrew's gaze was diverted when someone called him. It seemed that the call came from Ryan, who arrived with his father, Abraham."Hey, you, come in. Enjoy this party." Andrew shouted a bit as he motioned for both of them to approach.Ryan then walked up to Andrew, he bowed his body and whispered in Andrew's ear. "Step out for a moment, let's talk at my place. It'
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 128
The tension still hung in the air among the three men, namely Andrew, Chuck, and Morgan. Andrew's statement left the two older men bewildered. "What do you mean? Have you gone mad? Who wants to kill us?" Chuck exclaimed hysterically. The unruly duo prompted Andrew to use his power to make Chuck and Morgan obedient to him. The two men were immediately startled and sank into their chairs. "Alright, now listen to me. Remember my message to refrain from doing anything harmful. Stay calm! Abraham wants me to kill you. I won't do it. I'm here to save you." Slowly, the gray eyes of Chuck and Morgan moved to gaze at Andrew. Their mouths opened, and in unison, they asked, "How can we be saved?" "I don't know, but Abraham asked me to bring your pinky fingers as proof of your deaths. Unfortunately, the possibility of doing something else seems unavailable. I don't know if you have any other ideas or not." Chuck and Morgan exchanged glances, shaking their heads slightly, and jointly uttered,
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 129
Grins of amusement appeared on Chuck and Morgan's faces as they both looked at their severed pinkies, a result of Andrew's actions a while ago. "Look! Do you realize that our bodies now possess something of artistic value? To me, this is the most beautiful form I've ever seen!" Morgan nodded in agreement with Chuck's statement. He then approached Andrew, who was still leaning against a tree with a vacant gaze, and said, "Thank you, Andrew. You're truly remarkable; we didn't even feel that our pinkies were gone." Andrew could only nod slowly, his consciousness not fully returned. His mind still wandered as he recalled the gruesome act he committed on Chuck and Morgan. He vividly remembered using the small knife from the car's dashboard to sever the pinkies of the two men. Andrew had used his power to ensure Chuck and Morgan didn't feel pain and to stop the bleeding caused by the amputation. He could still picture himself holding the two small pinkies, now safely tucked away in his p
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 130
Andrew returned to the yacht at exactly four in the morning, where Ryan was sitting in front of the yacht enjoying a cigarette. Upon seeing Andrew's arrival, Ryan quickly stood up and called for his father who was on the yacht where he was. "Andrew, Andrew, Andrew, how's it going? Have you finished the task my father assigned to you?" Andrew gave a wry smile. "If I hadn't finished, I wouldn't be back here. I have principles in my work, Ryan. Everything must go according to the orders given. Where's your father? I want to meet him so I can rest." "Just wait a moment, I woke him up earlier. He said he'll be here in five to ten minutes. By the way, I want to talk to you too. Something important, something related to what you just did." "What? Just say it, don't beat around the bush." Ryan looked around, then approached Andrew and whispered. "I want you to kill my girlfriend." Instinctively, Andrew pushed Ryan's body away. He shook his head, about to speak when Abraham appeared from
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 131
"Don't bother me!" Andrew snapped at Ryan as he walked past him. After the altercation with Abraham, Andrew felt like he hadn't completely quelled his anger. He didn't want to resort to violence again. The term 'hitman' had deeply affected Andrew's heart. He never wanted to be evil or known as an evil person. He felt like he had lost his sense of self. Every murder that occurred was due to William's orders, something Andrew couldn't avoid due to his ties with William. Andrew's rebellious spirit was burning stronger within him now; he really wanted to pummel William until the old man was a sorry sight. "Aargh!" The sound of a gunshot rang out, causing Andrew, who was almost near his yacht, to turn towards the source of the noise. His eyes widened as he saw Ryan holding a gun and Abraham's fallen body. Immediately, Andrew ran towards Ryan, and from inside the yacht, William and Ryan's girlfriend emerged. Both of them were equally distressed at the sight of Abraham in pain. "Captur
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 132
Ryan's lover was seen running towards Andrew, who was parking the car near the yacht. The woman's eyes were teary as she pounded on the car window, asking Andrew to come out immediately. "What does she want?" Andrew grumbled, but he still had to listen to what this woman wanted. Nevertheless, Andrew hoped deep down that her request had nothing to do with murder or anything related to crime. Andrew carried a black plastic bag containing Ryan's clothes. Yes, they had executed the plan perfectly; Andrew only needed to hand over the clothes to Abraham. "Hey! Where's Ryan?" The woman seemed out of breath, looking inside the car with a panicked expression. Andrew furrowed his brow and said, "Why are you looking for Ryan? Aren't you having fun with Mr. William?" "That's none of your business! Now, just tell me, where is Ryan! Don't play games with me, or I might hurt you!" The blue-eyed woman said with trembling cheeks, trying to contain her anger. Andrew only smiled while raising the b
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 133
"Alright, I'll tell you where Roger is. But, I--." Andrew's index finger immediately pressed against Ryan's girlfriend's lips. He shook his head and said, "Not now. By the way, what's your name? I don't even know you. Don't be too hasty to act." Andrew's casual response made the woman in front of him push his hand away and growl, saying, "Don't play games with me, Andrew! Too hasty, you say? What are you really planning?!" "Jeez, why are people so difficult to control their emotions? I mean, we've already committed to helping each other, right? What else are you doubting? You just need to answer your name. It's impossible for me to keep calling you 'Ryan's girlfriend', it's too long and inefficient. Don't complicate something simple," Andrew stated firmly. Ryan's girlfriend, with an indifferent expression, sighed, her tiny lips moved as she said, "Just call me Jen." "Okay, Jen, I want you to stay calm. You will soon find out about Ryan's condition. I still need to meet with Abraha
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 134
"Is this what you like? Don't you miss my body?" That passionate voice came from Andrew's phone. He was clearly on a video call with his girlfriend, Ivanka. She appeared in a red bikini, showcasing her beautiful assets. Andrew could only gaze, trying to control his wild desires. Relieving the tension after not seeing each other for a few days and ending the constant arguments they had was something he longed for. "You're the most teasing woman I've ever known. How could you do this when we're apart, Ivanka? Don't you pity me, seeing that I can only yearn for you from behind a phone screen?" Andrew grumbled playfully. Ivanka grinned and brought the phone's camera closer to the enticing part of her body. "Let's touch each other, we have hands, right? We just need to get close with our voices. I miss your moans, especially when you call my name loudly, Andrew." Andrew was certainly not a man to resist when his girlfriend offered such bait. He nodded quickly and began to unzip his pant
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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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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
