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THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 71
Three men in black and white uniforms were seen running towards William's car, which was carrying Andrew, Marcel, and Erica.Everyone seemed to bow down to Marcel, William's personal assistant, who had made a name for himself. It could be said that people were just as intimidated as they were when facing William."Come on, Mr. Andrew, Miss Erica. Enjoy this beautiful resort. It's rare to have guests pampered here. You two are the most special people who have been given these facilities by Mr. William.""I'm very glad to hear that, Marcel! I won't forget all of William's kindness. It would be so sad if I remembered how this journey happened in my old age."Erica's words stopped Marcel in his tracks. "I'm touched by your words, Miss Erica. I won't forget you either. You're the sweetest girl I've ever known. You're very kind.""Okay, enough small talk. We should explore the resort now. I want to know what's here." Andrew shifted his gaze to Erica. "Go ahead to the room. I want to talk to
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 72
"Okay, Miranda, I don't want people here to think something bad is happening to us. Come here."The three men arrived in front of Andrew. One of them, the most prominent one, a handsome man wearing a floral patterned shirt and cream-colored shorts."No! Stop bothering me! I don't want to be with you again!"The disheveled-haired man tried to grab the woman named Miranda's hand, but Andrew immediately intercepted him."Don't touch her." Andrew stretched out his arms to protect Miranda. "Miranda, go, find a safe place."Miranda followed Andrew's words, but the two men behind the man also moved quickly to chase her."Where are you going?"However, Andrew swiftly halted the two men, using his foot to make them fall."You bastard!" Miranda's ex-boyfriend shouted at Andrew, but then he moved to chase Miranda.Andrew clearly made a mistake; he was caught off guard. The two men he had taken down managed to get up and restrain Andrew, who was momentarily defenseless."How dare you disturb us!
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 73
The punch was about to land on Andrew's face when Marcel suddenly entered and stopped them."Stop!"Marcel's steps halted, and his expression completely changed as his gaze fell upon Miranda's ex-boyfriend, who was staring back at him."Marcel, is that you?" Miranda's ex-boyfriend was equally surprised to see Marcel.Of course, this raised a big question in Andrew's mind. 'How do these two know each other?'"What has happened, Mr. Adam? Why did you want to punch Mr. Andrew?""What? Mr. Andrew? You know this man?" Adam pointed towards Andrew, then squinted his eyes and spat suddenly at Andrew's face.Instantly, this fueled Andrew's anger to its peak. He had refrained from retaliating earlier, trying to neutralize the pain caused by Adam's attack."You bastard!" Andrew shouted loudly and quickly delivered a punch to Adam's head.The punch sounded loud, and Adam's head felt empty, the sound echoing as Andrew's hand hit it.Adam fell heavily, unconscious, just like what had happened to hi
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 74
Two cocktail glasses were served in front of Andrew and Miranda. They raised their glasses and clinked them together before taking a sip from the tall-legged glasses."This is the tastiest cocktail I've ever had," Miranda smiled as she gazed at her glass."Is that so? I'm glad to be the one who gives you an unforgettable experience. Right, you'll always remember the night you had the tastiest cocktail, won't you?" Andrew was skilled with his words, somehow managing to learn the art of charming women, making Miranda chuckle and blush."Well, it seems you're right. So, before I tell my story, what brought you to this resort? I mean, are you on a business trip or just here to relax?""Do you see me as a pathetic man chasing after a woman? Or as a useless and weak man?"Miranda shook her head, placing her glass on the bar table. "Of course not, why would you say that?""No, I just have trust issues with everyone who meets me. I'm always seen as a weak and helpless man. But I can't blame t
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 75
Andrew walked alone towards the room where Adam was with Marcel. As per the agreement he had made with Miranda, he would try to talk to Adam."Oh, it seems my fate is meant to be a helper. I was just daydreaming about getting a kiss, and now I have to fix the relationship of a woman I'm interested in. How ridiculous."When he arrived in front of Adam's room, Andrew accidentally overheard a conversation between Adam and Marcel."I deliberately had my mother approach one of William's associates so that I could slowly infiltrate and destroy him! Don't think he can just get away after throwing me and my mother away! I'll never forgive the slander he made against my mother and denying me as his son!"Andrew's eyes widened; Adam's words were specific and proved that Marcel's story was a fabrication.Unfortunately, in this crucial moment, Andrew's phone received a call from Erica. The ringing sound pierced through the walls and interrupted the conversation between Adam and Marcel."Shit! Why
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 76
Andrew sighed deeply, shaking his head as he pondered over each word he should say to Adam in order to make him open up about his identity. Andrew's goal was simply to listen to Adam's life with William before, hoping to find any clues that might connect to what he saw in his vision."Not all problems have to be solved with death, Adam. At least, you can establish a better connection with William. I mean, from what I heard, you're ambitious to gradually take over William's business, right? That would be much better than getting your hands dirty by killing him.""You're wrong, you can't read the situation, fool." Adam reclined back on the bed, raising one hand and smirking."Is that so? Then may I know what your actual plan is, Mr. Smart?""Because I am William's son, it's clear that all his power and wealth will eventually be mine. I can't possess it unless he's dead. Besides, there's nothing good left to consider about William. He abandoned me, cast aside my mother, disowned me, and
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 77
"You're so handsome, sir!""Sir, may I kiss you again and get this bill?"Two young women in tight, short dresses were seen sitting on William's lap. The middle-aged man looked satisfied as he directed his gaze towards their exposed and ample cleavage."Come here, give me an affectionate kiss." William embraced the heads of the two entertainers and received a kiss on his face. He then handed them a few bills. "I need to use the bathroom; we'll continue later.""Don't take too long, my lord! We'll be ready in bed!"William gave a kiss goodbye as he walked away. His face was truly flushed, having succumbed to the temptations of the women he intentionally ordered to entertain him.In the bathroom, William proudly stared at his reflection in the mirror. "I look younger; I didn't expect the effects continuously provided by Andrew to be this powerful. I thought I wouldn't be strong and great if he hadn't died."He wiped his face, which appeared tighter and younger. Then, he unbuttoned his s
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 78
Three sausages, three slices of cheese, and some vegetables were served on Andrew's plate. He appeared to be staring blankly at the food. The day had passed, but his mind was still focused on Adam's life and Marcel's lies.For some reason, Andrew felt much more unstable and sensitive now. Usually, he would set aside such things while looking for other clues. For example, Orlando, who had been missing for a long time, no longer haunted him."Andrew, can you act normal and not like a fool? What are you thinking? Last night, you agreed to stay calm, and besides, I will go back home and follow your orders to retrieve the jewelry box!" Erica rolled her eyes at him and sighed deeply. It was so heavy that Erica almost felt suffocated when the CO2 left Andrew's nose."My mind is full, and I don't know how to stop it. I don't want to be like this either.""Mr. Andrew."The conversation halted when Marcel, who was sitting near the restaurant door, approached them. As Andrew turned, Marcel was a
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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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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