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THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 96
The taxi arrived in front of Bo's residence, and a man who was none other than Andrew got out of the car. Andrew was wearing sunglasses, brown shorts, and a white doodle-patterned shirt. He casually walked into the luxurious compound of Bo's house. He deliberately came by taxi to have the freedom to talk to Ivanka on the way to the upscale hotel, not far from where he and Marcel were staying. "Fortunately, today I could control Marcel's mind and make him follow my orders. I'm really annoyed by his compliance and curiosity about everything I do," Andrew said. Andrew pressed the doorbell at the gate and spoke into the speaker to announce his arrival. Instantly, two bodyguards came to open the black gate. "Please come in, Mr. Andrew. You are asked to meet Mr. Bo first in his room," said one of the bodyguards. Andrew proceeded and approached Bo, who seemed to be enjoying breakfast and welcomed Andrew as if he were an old friend they hadn't seen in a long time. "Good morning!" Bo greet
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 97
Andrew's body was already covered in sweat, even though it was only seven in the morning. If it weren't for the ringing call from Marcel, Andrew wouldn't have let go of Ivanka, who was on top of him. "Where are you going?" Ivanka asked, her face still frightened. "Ivanka, I have to take care of some things related to the mine, including meeting your stepfather again. Just wait for me here; I'll probably be back by evening. You know, we've been at it since we arrived at the hotel yesterday at eleven in the morning. We never stopped and kept being intimate; it's the craziest thing in my life. You're amazing, Ivanka." Andrew gently caressed Ivanka's face and gave her a warm kiss on her forehead. "Thank you for the compliment, Andrew. Smith also always felt the same way; I think I can earn the title of a satisfying girl in bed." Andrew laughed awkwardly. "Well, I guess that suits you. But can you not talk about what happened between you and Smith in front of me?" "Are you jealous? Don
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 98
Andrew arrived at Bo's residence right at nine in the morning. As usual, Bo was enjoying his breakfast in his favorite room. This time, what surprised Andrew was the pajamas worn by the middle-aged man. "There's always something new I find in you, Bo. Out of all the pajama designs, why did you choose a moon and stars motif, and in dark blue color? How old are you, Dude?" "I'm 57 and I'm still growing up. Don't be too surprised, I can be wild and sweet at the same time. So, how was your first day with Ivanka?" Bo patted the side of the sofa next to him, inviting Andrew to sit. "Nothing special, I mean, you must understand what happens between two adults. Other than that, everything is fine. I've brought the agreement letter, you can check it first." "I trust you, I believe you are responsible and consistent with your words. By the way, eat everything that's served. Accompany me for breakfast, then we'll be on the way to that hotel. I deliberately chose a hotel quite far away because
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 99
"I'm back!" Andrew's voice sounded warm as he arrived in the hotel room where Ivanka was staying. The beautiful woman with green eyes immediately hugged Andrew tightly and affectionately. "I missed you so much, Andrew. I never imagined that you had such a strong allure that almost drove me crazy waiting for you here," Ivanka said. Andrew gently caressed Ivanka's face and kissed her lips affectionately. "So do I, Ivanka. Your face has been on my mind all day while I was working." "Wow, what kind of work did you do? Weren't you meeting with Bo?" Ivanka inquired. "Yes, Ivanka, that was also part of my job, deterring them from pursuing the mine. Everything is settled now, and we'll be heading back tomorrow. I've asked my associates to find a house for you. I'll visit you twice a week, and--." "Wow, wait, you won't be staying with me?" interrupted Ivanka. Andrew sighed and pulled Ivanka's hand, urging her to sit with him on the bed. "No, I can't leave with you just yet. Maybe I can do
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 100
The blue house located in the middle of the city was the option given by Marcel to Ivanka. After they arrived, they immediately took Ivanka to the house managed by one of William's associates upon Marcel's instructions. "Wow, I didn't expect to get such a minimalist and cool house. Thank you, Andrew and Marcel," Ivanka exclaimed. "You're welcome, Miss Ivanka. Please go inside, we will be back home soon," Marcel handed her the keys and went back to the car. "Give me a moment to talk to him," Andrew tapped Marcel's shoulder. "He seems very cold and doesn't seem happy with my presence. By the way, why don't you come in, Andrew?" "I wish I could, but I don't want to force Marcel to wait. Besides, I'm still jet-lagged, and so are you. We should rest first. If William hasn't returned by tomorrow, I will come to see you, okay?" Ivanka couldn't help but nod, resignedly giving Andrew a kiss on the lips. The couple, only two days old, had to part. Andrew stroked Ivanka's hair and went to c
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 101
Andrew looked neat in his white t-shirt and black jeans, not forgetting to wear a blue denim jacket to enhance his appearance and make it even cooler. A smile on his face hadn't faded since reading the loving message Ivanka had sent him two hours ago."My morning feels much more beautiful now, I can't wait to meet Ivanka and spend time alone with her."The phone rang, and Andrew, standing in front of the mirror, quickly shifted his attention to the phone lying on the bed. Erica's name appeared, and Andrew raised an eyebrow, showing a hint of disappointment, as he had hoped the call was from Ivanka."Yes, Erica? Have you arrived?""An hour ago, you ignored the message I sent you three times! Hurry up and come here, William hasn't come home yet, right? Don't be careless, I won't take responsibility if William comes home early and you have trouble meeting me!""Calm down, I already told Marcel today that I wanted to spend some time outside alone. I'll be there soon."Andrew ended the cal
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 102
"Hey, how are you? Have you returned? By the way, my wife and I are sailing to a few countries in three days. I hope we can have dinner because it would be too long to wait until we're back." Calvin's message halted Andrew's steps near the black-painted house terrace in front of him."Why do I have to receive so many disruptions just when everyone who can make me happy wants to meet me?""Mr. Andrew, is there a problem?"Andrew quickly put his phone away and shook his head firmly. "So, who wants to meet us today?""Zayn is inside, and we just need to enter this house, Mr. Andrew."Marcel stepped ahead of Andrew and opened the door of the dim-looking house. Dust clung to the doorknob, giving the impression that it hadn't been occupied in a while."Please, come in, Mr. Andrew.""Wow, you seem to know this place very well.""That's right, Mr. Andrew. Zayn asked me to host you."Marcel closed the door again, then he clapped his hands twice, and the luxurious chandelier in the middle of t
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 103
The man with a hooked and crooked nose, resembling a parrot, swung his glass towards Andrew and Marcel as they reached the last step of the stairs."Welcome, welcome, Andrew," Zayn greeted Andrew warmly, immediately shaking Andrew's hand, which was still hidden in his pocket.Andrew looked surprised as his hand was suddenly pulled by Zayn. "Thank you for the sudden hand pull and warm welcome. So, what are we going to do? I have a lot to do today, so I don't want to spend a long time just retrieving wealth that doesn't belong to me."Zayn gave a slight smile and nodded. "Sure, I'm also eager to retrieve the treasure I've guarded for decades. Follow me, Andrew."The three of them walked back to a massive iron door that resembled a giant safe. Zayn turned to Andrew and extended his hand. "Give me your hand, Andrew. We need blood to open this door, William must have told you about it, right?""Blood? What the hell, do you want to kill me and sell my organs on the black market? Come on, th
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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
