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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
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 135
Jen looked at Andrew with teary eyes, approached him, and shook her head softly. "No, I don't want to see him. I need your help, Andrew." Jen handed her phone to Andrew and continued, "Ryan wants to talk to you." Andrew immediately took the phone and asked, "What? Hurry up! Don't make it more complicated when William arrives!" "Andrew, I want you to help Jen escape from William. Make her seem stressed and disappear. If there's a chance, take her to my place. Please." "What? I think that's not a good idea. If you want to leave William, find another opportunity. Not here and in a situation that's difficult to explain. What's the best reason to leave? I can't think right now." "If we're talking about opportunities, then I have the same question for you. When is the right time for Jen to escape from William's grasp? Should I wait until he uses my body first? Or until Jen gives birth in front of William? I know it might sound crazy and very disrespectful, considering you saved me too,
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 136
In the early morning, around two in the morning, Andrew heard footsteps approaching the yacht. Andrew quickly opened the door and stepped outside, hiding Jen in the closet, making him even more cautious. There, William and Abraham were standing, both looking worried, or more precisely, it was only William who seemed concerned. I tried to stay calm and joined them. "Mr. Abraham and Mr. William, what are you doing here?" Both middle-aged men turned, and Abraham pointed at William, saying, "You should see how tormented your boss is because he lost that woman. I can't believe it, in all the time I've been friends with William, he's suffering the most now. There are so many girls out there, but he's obsessed with Jen." "You don't know anything, Abraham! You don't understand love. Go aboard your yacht; leave me alone. I want to talk to Andrew alone." William snapped at Abraham, who shrugged and walked away. William continued to shout, but as soon as Abraham was out of sight, he stopped
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 135
The taxi stopped in front of a building that was none other than Ivanka's house."Huh, finally I can shake off my exhaustion after being with William nonstop. That old bastard... Ugh!" Andrew stepped into Ivanka's, the door closing behind him with a soft click. The familiar scent of home was tinged with a tension he could almost taste. Ivanka, his girlfriend, was seated on the couch, her eyes fixed on her phone, but the furrow in her brow told him she was deep in thought. "Ivanka, I'm home," Andrew called out, trying to sound as cheerful as possible despite the day's weariness weighing on him. Ivanka looked up, her expression unreadable for a moment before she sighed and set her phone aside. "Andrew, we need to talk."Andrew's heart sank. Those words never heralded anything good. He took a deep breath and moved to sit next to her. "What's on your mind?"Her eyes flashed with frustration. "I’m sick of this, Andrew. Sick of waiting around for you. You’re always busy, always away. I ne
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 137
"Hello, Honey, I've arrived at the hotel, and I've met Andrew," Nadine called while facing the door, remaining alert in case Andrew suddenly appeared. Her heart was racing; she was truly worried and afraid that her plan would be exposed."Good. What did you discuss? You have to stay with him and not do anything foolish that might make him kick you out!" Orlando snapped at Nadine."I told him the story just as you instructed. But instead, he threatened me in return. He said if I lied, I should be prepared to die...""So, what's your next move? Are you scared? Are you going to spill everything? If that happens, I'll be the first person to kill you, Nadine!"Nadine flinched, her breath becoming rapid. Once again, she had to endure threats, and her mind was filled with fear."I told him you're in Western Europe and promised to accompany Andrew until he captures you. I guarantee that I will be in jail when you're arrested. Isn't this enough to convince
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 138
"Keep this! When we return, this phone can be fixed at Mr. William's place. You can rest; I'll go back to my room. Have you eaten? If not, eat. It's been six hours since Nadine's death. You've done well."The bodyguard bowed his body. "It's my duty, Mr. Andrew. Besides, I am the one who caused all of this to happen. I feel deeply regretful and guilty. Perhaps she wouldn't have died tragically if I hadn't mentioned your whereabouts.""It's good that you finally realize your foolish actions. I may have hated Nadine, but seeing her die so tragically earlier made me feel sorry for her. Anyway, you don't need to dwell on it too much. It's all in the past. And one thing you need to remember, even though I've praised your quick action in handling what happened today, it doesn't mean I'll forgive you. Understand?"Andrew immediately left the bodyguard's room. He composed his face to not appear tense as he entered and met Jelena again."I hope she's asleep, so she
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 139
He seemed busy observing the many people dancing and being intimate with their partners.A bottle of beer was in his hand, and Andrew had never felt so relaxed in his life. He appeared to be enjoying the chaos that unfolded around him.Andrew's eyes scanned left and right, surveying everyone within his sight. A smirk played on his face until he finally noticed a heavily bearded man staring at him intently from the table across.Despite the dim lighting, Andrew could clearly see how the man was watching him."Who is he?"Andrew stood up, holding the beer bottle in his hand, and approached the plump man sitting alone.The man greeted Andrew with a warm smile. "Hey, kid, can I help you with something?""I should be the one asking you, sir. I accidentally caught you staring at me so intensely. What were you thinking? Sorry, but I'm not interested in men."The man chuckled and tapped the side of the table. "Really? You see me that w
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 140
Andrew's punch sent the man tumbling to the side of the road. Andrew quickly stepped on the man's chest and said, "Who are you? What do you--"Before the sentence could be completed, the other masked man, who had already taken down the bodyguard, struck Andrew's head with a stone. Instantly, Andrew fell onto the masked man he had just fought.The two masked men quickly carried Andrew and the bodyguard's bodies into the car. Several vehicles passed by, but none of them cared or stopped to see the suspicious sight of humans being carried."I'll take their car." One of the masked men closed the car door and quickly ran to Andrew's car.The black car sped away, taking the two unconscious men to a place behind the hill. They stopped at an unfinished house.Three people immediately welcomed the car, carrying Andrew and the bodyguard's bodies and taking them inside the empty house.They brought the two helpless men to the second floor, where a midd
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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
Season 2-Chp 8
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
