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THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 31
Two cars were parked in front of an empty house on the city's outskirts. Smith stepped out with three of his men, holding a brown suitcase in his hand. His face appeared resigned, as the moment to relinquish his company drew closer. His steps seemed weak as he ascended the stairs of the large house, which looked like a haunted mansion."Sir, why must we meet in a place like this? Wouldn't it be better to suggest they meet us at the company?" one of Smith's men protested. Smith glanced at his men and said, "Shut up! Don't talk too much. We just need to deliver this file and leave. Remember, we're dealing with William. Say the wrong thing, and you could end up dead!"The three men behind Smith shuddered in horror. In truth, Smith had initially proposed to hold the meeting at his own house. However, William had refused and designated this empty house as the location for the transaction to receive the company's documents. Smith had briefly considered involving the police but quickly dismi
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 32
Similar to what has happened before, the tips of William's fingers were initially black and now began to fade. He stared sharply at Andrew and embraced the young man's neck, saying, "Can you do it now? I feel that my body is becoming more difficult to cooperate with.""I don't think I can do it yet. I--""How much longer do you need, Andrew?! It's the third day you're here. Could you still haven't found a way to heal me?!"William growled in front of Andrew; even his hand gripped Andrew's neck quite tightly. Veins were visible on his face as William showed immense anger.Andrew reached for William's hand and removed it from his neck. "There was no time agreement between us. Since I arrived here, our agreement was solely to heal you, Mr. William. I've been trying my best to quickly learn and utilize my powers, including now, to heal you quickly. Isn't that enough? My powers have to be completely perfected so that I can--""Shut up!"William pushed Andrew's body, causing Andrew to fall.
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 33
William woke up to a long buzzing sound in his ears. He held his face and said, "I'm not dead yet."The middle-aged man sat up and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a black light emanating from a necklace with red eyes hidden beneath it."I'm still not healed," he muttered. William hit the side of the bed and stood up. He walked weakly towards the door and called for his assistant, sitting and waiting for him."Ugh!""Sir, you should return to bed. You could have just called me instead of exerting yourself," Marcel said, guiding his boss back to the bed."I'm still not healed, Marcel. Why did it take Andrew so long to perform the healing? I'm starting to suspect that he already knows the truth, that he is my son?! What do you think? I can't wait any longer. The effects of this power are tormenting and eroding my body!"William trembled with heavy breaths. He appeared genuinely frustrated with the reality he was currently facing."Calm down, Sir. I think Mr. Andrew has yet to learn anyth
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 34
"So, what's your offer, Mr. William? Let me hear it first."William extended his hand to Andrew and said, "Help me sit up."Andrew accepted the hand and assisted the middle-aged man in sitting up. William leaned against the side of the bed and then pointed towards the cigar. Andrew immediately moved and lit William's favorite cigar."Well, I will give you a position in the diamond company. You can work there, consider yourself an intern until you successfully acquire the company as you desire if you manage to heal me. Additionally, I will provide you with a car and cash whenever you give me your power. Of course, it will all be worth millions of dollars. You won't gain those benefits if you remain silent without utilizing your power, Andrew. Consider yourself a doctor and me your patient!""That's it?"William blew smoke towards Andrew's face. "Yes, you can now state your desires. I know you have something in mind."Andrew smirked and folded his hands in front of his chest. "Of course
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 35
Andrew was ready, wearing a neatly pressed shirt and neatly combed hair. After a day of rest following William's healing, he was sent by William today to visit the central company where Smith's diamond mine was located."You look handsome! I've never seen you look this great, Andrew!" Erica's eyes sparkled as she looked at her brother, dressed in a dark blue shirt and black pants."If only I could take you along."Erica embraced her brother and said, "It's okay; staying at a five-star hotel for three days is best. At least, I can pamper myself.""Yes, I won't let you be among these people without me. I hope you'll take care of yourself, Erica. If anything bad happens, you have to call me immediately.""Then, how will you reach me? Are you going to use Superman's powers to fly over dozens of cities and cross the ocean?"Andrew pinched his sister's face. "You're always annoying, never changing."The laughter and warmth between the siblings had to come to a halt when a knock on Andrew's
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 36
Andrew's consciousness returned as he and his bodyguard were already inside the hotel. The light from the room's lamps dazzled Andrew's eyes. He forced himself to sit up and was wide-eyed in the luxurious five-star hotel room."Good morning, Mr. Andrew.""Morning? What time is it?""It's four in the morning, Mr. Andrew. We arrived here six hours ago, and Mr. William instructed me to give you this drink when you wake up." The bodyguard handed Andrew a can of drink. "This drink will help restore your energy, Mr. Andrew.""Great, thanks. By the way, what time are we going for the visit today? And after you answer my question, can you leave? I mean, are we sharing the same room?"The man in the black suit bowed and said, "The meeting is scheduled for 1:00 p.m., Mr. Andrew, and I have my own room. I am here to monitor your consciousness, Mr. Andrew. Good morning; you can press the number two on the telephone to call me."Andrew raised his eyebrows and watched the brown-haired man leave his
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 37
"Hello, Andrew..."A weak voice was heard from the other end of the phone. As Roger hadn't answered his calls, Andrew decided to dial the number left by Nadine."What are you doing? Why are you bothering me? How did you get information about me, Nadine?!"Instead of answering Andrew's questions, Nadine's crying only grew louder. It was so loud that Andrew had to move the phone away from his ear."I don't need your tears. Do you think I'll feel sorry for you? You're mistaken, Nadine. You're not talking to the old Andrew, the one you could manipulate and lie to.""No, Andrew, no! I regret my actions; I'll tell the truth. After Orlando's disappearance, I lost my way. The only thing left was the email address he used on my phone. There was a message offering to inform Orlando about your whereabouts. So, I replied and got the number where you are.""Give me the email you're talking about now!""th008@brz.com, that's the email that sent me the information.""Okay. Listen to me, Nadine. I do
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 38
The loud thud from a door being kicked by a man in one of the hotel rooms startled the other two people inside.It was Orlando, the deranged man venting his anger on a door in the five-star hotel."You're truly foolish, Nadine! Everything was going smoothly, and now you let him contact you through the hotel phone? What's the point?! I've told you, minimize the chances of him reaching you through something that's not privately owned! Your brain is too small to think!"Once again, Orlando slammed the side of the door in anger. One of the bodyguards who was guarding him tried to stop Orlando, but the young man blocked him with his hand, gesturing for him to stay away.Nadine's voice sounded panicked and fearful on the other end of the phone. Orlando's anger was truly terrifying to her."Honey, I didn't know. It would be best if you had told me in detail. Besides, you already obtained his location. You can keep an eye on him, right? Aren't the members inherited from your late father scatt
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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
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
