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THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 43
"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 you that I'm truly fighting for our r
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 44
It had been almost an hour since Andrew stared at Nadine's cracked phone. He tried to analyze and scan the phone's memory with his abilities, but it was all in vain."Ugh! Did I lose my powers? But it doesn't feel like it. Damn, why can't I use them in such a crucial moment!"Andrew took the phone from Nadine's room and entered the bodyguard's room."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 i
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 45
The loud thumping music and the raucous sounds of the visitors' shouts, accompanying the rhythm, colored Andrew's night. 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 chuckl
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 46
The masked man didn't answer the question but instead grabbed the bodyguard's hand and forcefully opened the car door from the inside. Seeing this, Andrew immediately got out of the car and struck one of the masked men near the right door."Mr. Andrew-- Ugh!"The bodyguard collapsed; the punch from the masked man was much stronger than his own strength. Meanwhile, Andrew was still fighting with the other masked man.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 ma
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 47
The sound of classical music resonated from William's room. The old man was seen dancing while holding a glass of red wine. His face was radiant; ever since receiving the power flow from Andrew, he had been much better. In fact, William had started traveling farther than his usual distances.Marcel, William's trusted assistant, smiled as he saw his boss feeling happy. He stood near the door, observing and enjoying the dance that William was performing, until William noticed Marcel's presence and turned off the music that was playing."Marcel, how long have you been there? Come here. Enjoy this wine with me. We should celebrate our victory."Marcel approached his boss, experiencing a special treat from William for the first time. William presented a glass of wine to the man who had served him for twenty-seven years."Thank you, Sir. But if you don't mind answering, what's happening? I mean, is this because of Demian's death?""Of course! What else would make me happy other than that ba
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 48
Two cars welcomed the arrival of the private jet carrying Andrew. The sky was already dark, indicating that it was precisely eleven o'clock at night.Marcel ran up to Andrew and bowed. "Welcome back, Mr. Andrew.""Thank you, Marcel. By the way, please keep an eye on him. I'll tell you more later, but the important thing is to give him a special space and make sure he doesn't leave." Andrew pointed towards his bodyguard, who William's guards were already greeting."I understand. Mr. William is eager to meet you, Mr. Andrew.""As am I. There's one thing I want to discuss, whether it has already been leaked or not. I hope it's still safe and not too late for me to report it to Mr. William."Marcel opened the car door for Andrew and said, "It's never too late as long as you're with Mr. William. Even if it's already late, circumstances can change."Andrew smirked. The statement sounded absurd, but there were indeed some mysteries and enigmatic statements about William. Jeremiah's words ech
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 49
William's response took Andrew aback. Somehow, his desire to ask questions diminished instead. The doubt eventually caused Andrew to shake his head."No, Mr. William, I understand my question now. It's just business, you know? This is the first time I've been involved in something important like this, so my curiosity has increased, and I became curious."William's gaze seemed skeptical, but he shrugged and said, "Alright, if you believe you understand your own question. Anyway, take this and rest. Tomorrow afternoon, give me your power again. It seems my body needs your replenishment every four days. And can you start healing me again next month? I mean, whatever you're learning, can you speed it up?""Sure, Mr. William, as long as our agreement remains the same and mutually beneficial, I will comply with your wishes.""Yes, don't worry. Even if it fails next month, we'll continue with this routine until you succeed. But don't pretend to be incapable of continuously receiving money fr
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 50
The sound of slaps colliding with faces echoed loudly in one of the luxurious rooms of the five-star hotel in the European plains. It was none other than Orlando carrying out the horrifying act. He repeatedly struck the faces of his two bodyguards.His hand grew thicker from continuously slapping his bodyguards for nearly half an hour. Even his own hand was injured, but Orlando paid no attention and continued venting the anger raging inside him."Argh!"He was about to deliver another slap, but one of his bodyguards trembled in fear. It was the first time Orlando had seen a robust and fierce-looking man like him cower under his treatment."Shit!" Orlando retracted his hand, pushing his two bodyguards away and saying, "Clean your faces. I hate looking at them!"Orlando sat on the edge of the bed, appearing busy as he looked at his phone screen, selecting a flight that would take him to another country. His teeth clenched, veins bulging on his face. Anger once again made him scream like
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Season 2-Chp 10
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’
Season 2-Chp 7
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
Season 2-Chp 6
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
Season 2-Chp 5
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
Season 2-Chp 3
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
