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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR SUSPICION
Tariq Khyber stood up, his movements were slow and deliberate, commanding attention in the room. With an air of confidence, he collected the thick folder from his assistant and opened it. From within, he retrieved a small flash drive, holding it up for everyone to see before passing it to the person in charge of the projector.“My fellow family heads,” he began, his voice was steady and measured, “the numbers don’t lie. Allow me to explain.”The projector screen lit up with charts and graphs as Tariq clicked a remote to begin his presentation. The first slide displayed a summary of Richmond Tech’s profits over the past five years, a consistent fifty billion dollars annually. Then the next slide appeared, showing the Richmond family’s total assets, which had mysteriously surged by five hundred billion in the same period.“As you can see here,” Tariq said, gesturing to the screen, “Richmond Tech’s official profits are accounted for. Fifty billion a year—very impressive for any compa
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR COLD BLOOD HOT FURY
Daniel Bowen’s heart felt like it stopped for a moment. His hand trembled as he gripped the phone tighter, pressing it closer to his ear. “What did you say, Marcus?” he whispered, his voice cracking.“I am sorry, boss,” Marcus replied with a heavy sigh. “Yes, your son Leo is dead.”The words hit Daniel like a hammer to the chest. He staggered slightly, leaning against the wall for support. His throat tightened as he tried to breathe, but the air felt thick and suffocating. For a moment, the noise of the world around him faded, leaving only the echo of Marcus’s voice.“For about a week now,” Marcus continued, cautiously, “we’ve been investigating what led to your son’s death.”Daniel swallowed hard, trying to keep control of his emotions. His voice was low and heavy. “What did you find out?”Marcus hesitated, as if searching for the right words. “I’m very sorry, boss,” he said finally. “He was murdered. Killed in cold blood. We’ve been digging into it, trying to uncover who was behin
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR TOO LATE
Daniel Bowen still in the conference room, had his chest still heaving with fury. His hand gripped his phone tightly as he scrolled through his contacts. Finding the name he wanted, he pressed the call button. His mind was set.“Hello,” came a calm voice on the other end.“Hello, Hans,” Mr Bowen said, with a voice that was steady but filled with cold determination.“Uncle,” Hans replied, respect was clear in his tone. “What can I do for you?”“I have some new directives for you,” Mr Bowen said firmly, with a voice that left no room for argument. “And I want you to carry them out with the utmost urgency.”“Whatever you say, boss,” Hans replied, instantly alert.Mr Bowen took a deep breath and continued. “Effective immediately, I want you to withdraw all of my investments in Richmond Tech Group. Every single cent. No delays.”Hans paused for a moment, then said, “Understood, Uncle. Consider it done.”“And that’s not all,” Mr Bowen added, his tone hardening further. “Any Richmond Tech s
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR TARIQ'S TRIUMPH
Mr. Richmond slowly rose to his feet, trembling with a mixture of anger and disbelief. He turned his eyes toward Evander Velcan, the man he thought might still be an ally despite all the allegations and turmoil. “Evander Velcan,” he said, his voice cracking slightly, “even you? You’re going to take sides with them against me?”Evander’s face was hard, his expression turned into one of disgust. He spoke slowly, his words were sharp and cutting. “Words cannot describe how much I hate Tariq Khyber. I despise everything about him. But,” he paused, leaning forward slightly, “it seems like he is a better man than you will ever be.”The words hit Mr. Richmond like a hammer, and he gasped audibly. “What!” he exclaimed, his voice was filled with shock and humiliation.Evander didn’t stop. He pressed on, his tone growing colder with every word. “There is enough evidence to prove why you cannot be trusted, Mr. Richmond. You sabotaged your alliance with Daniel Bowen, and worst of all, you kill
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR EXILED AMBITIONS
The luxurious car moved smoothly through the glowing streets of Westwood, Tariq Khyber had reclined comfortably in the backseat. His grin remained firmly in place as he held his phone to his ear, his tone was calm and composed.The call connected, and Marvin's voice from the other end said, “Hello? Who is this?”Tariq’s grin widened. “Hello, Marvin. It’s Tariq Khyber.”The voice on the line shifted, recognizing him. “Oh, Tariq Khyber. What’s up? How did the conference go?”“It went exactly as you said it would,” Tariq replied, with a trace of satisfaction in his voice. “Your father really tried to blackmail me back there, but thanks to your information, he’s the one who left with a red face.”There was a pause before Marvin spoke, with a voice that carried a sense of intrigue. “So, how did Mr. Bowen react when he found out the truth about his son?”Tariq smirked, looking out the window as the city lights danced past. “Mr. Bowen has declared war on the Richmond family. Their alliance
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE FIRST STEP TO POWER
Mr. Christopher stood and gestured for Marvin to follow him. “Come with me,” he said, his tone was serious. “Your training starts now.”Marvin nodded, his resolve was firm. He followed his uncle down the narrow corridor that led to a steel door, heavily secured with multiple locks.Mr. Christopher keyed in a code, and the door slid open with a low hiss, revealing his hidden lab, filled with the advanced machinery and robotics that Marvin had seen the previous time he arrived here. Glowing holograms, and a centerpiece chair surrounded by intricate synaptic connectors were also in the room.“This, as you know,” Mr. Christopher began, motioning to the room, “is where I discovered your Ultra Mega Synapticore Force, Grade 3. But raw power alone isn’t enough, Marvin. To awaken it, you need clarity, control, and unshakable willpower. That’s why this phase begins here—with mental and emotional conditioning.”Marvin frowned, his fists clenching. “Control? Clarity? After all I’ve been through,
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR IN THE LIONS DEN
Daniel Richmond stepped out of the second vehicle in the convoy of four, his movements were slow and heavy. The sleek black car gleamed under the dim lights of the Richmond estate’s sprawling driveway, but Daniel himself was far from polished. His left eye was swollen shut, with a deep bruise darkening the skin around it. His jaw was puffed and discolored, evidence of the beating he had endured in the hands of the policemen. He clenched his fists, with his anger simmering beneath the surface, and began striding toward the entrance of the grand Richmond mansion.The mansion loomed before him, its tall iron doors and towering columns cast long shadows in the faint glow of the evening lights. Daniel’s steps echoed against the marble steps as he ascended, his battered face was set with grim determination. He pushed the heavy double doors open, stepping into the grand hallway, where the golden chandeliers above gave the space a cold, empty brightness.As he walked through the expansi
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR SHARDS OF GLASS SHARDS OF FEAR
Daniel stood frozen at the foot of the staircase, his legs had refused to move. His father’s voice still echoed in his mind, and each word was heavy with authority and menace. His heart pounded in his chest as his eyes darted between the staircase and his mother, who was staring at him with pleading eyes.“Daniel,” Dana whispered, with a trembling voice, “don’t go. Please.”Daniel hesitated, his fists were clenching and unclenching as he wrestled with himself. Part of him wanted to run, to avoid the storm brewing in his father’s chambers. But another part of him, perhaps his pride or his sense of duty, or even a greater fear of what consequences his father would rain down on him told him to face whatever was coming. He closed his eyes and took a deep, shaky breath.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Daniel took a step forward. “I’ll be fine, Mom,” he said, his voice was soft but strained. He glanced at her with a weak, forced smile. “Don’t worry.”Dana’s face fell. She knew
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THE ELIMINATION ORDER
Marvin’s eyes remained fixed on the strange man in the silver mask. His heart thumped harder with every passing second.The mark of the Synapticore glowed faintly on the man’s forehead—proof that this visitor was not just anyone. He was one of them. One of the Coven of Elders, the one who passed the decree against the extraction of the Astralyte.Marvin’s lips parted slightly, but words failed him. He tried to sit up more in bed, with eyes that were narrowed in disbelief.The man took one step forward and spoke again—his voice was smooth and calm, yet carrying an odd electric tone that seemed to buzz through the air.“Good day, Mr. Marvin,” the man greeted again, his voice sending chills down Marvin’s spine.Marvin finally found his voice, though his words came out slower than usual.“G-Good day,” he replied, still staring at the mask. “I know that mark, I know you… You’re from the Coven of Elders… from Westwood…”Before he could say more, the door opened again.Uncle Christopher ste
SHE HATES ME... BUT SHE LOVES ME
Uncle Christopher sighed and stepped closer to Marvin, lowering his voice.“It’s not severe,” he said softly. “At least, not yet. The doctors say there’s hope… but it’s going to take time. A lot of care, patience, and the right treatment. This condition… it doesn’t heal in a week or two. But she can get better.”Marvin’s jaw tightened. His heart felt heavy, but he nodded slowly.Without a word, he reached for the wheels of his chair and rolled himself closer to the bed.The sound of the wheels on the tiled floor echoed in the quiet room.When he stopped just beside her, he reached out and gently touched her wrist.“Helena…” he said softly. “It’s me. It’s Marvin.”At first, she didn’t react. Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.Then slowly, her head turned—and her eyes were locked onto his.But instead of relief or recognition, her face twisted in confusion and disgust.“No…” she whispered. “No, you’re not him.”Her voice rose slightly. “Get away from me! You’re not my Marvin. You’r
WHAT BROKE HELENA
Uncle Christopher’s eyes narrowed.He stepped closer to Marvin and crossed his arms.“This isn’t just about Helena… or your father,” he said. “It’s bigger than that. What you did at the last WG-8 Summit… it shook Westwood to its core.”Marvin blinked.“My speech?”Uncle Christopher nodded slowly.“You gave out information that no one thought you had access to. You exposed secret dealings, illegal contracts, and power abuses—especially from the leaders of the Power Families. The entire Council of Elders turned on them that day. You embarrassed them… and you made enemies.”Marvin’s brows furrowed.“But… why would they see me as a threat?” he asked. “I’m based here in Neovalle. I run a solar based tech company. My focus is innovation. I don’t even want anything in Westwood. Even when I finally get to hold the Astralyte… my goals haven’t changed. It's not like I intend to conquer Westwood.”Uncle Christopher gave a slow, tired nod.“I know, Marvin. I know you’re not after thrones or terri
THE AFTERMATH
About four hours later, Marvin’s eyes opened again.He squinted.A sharp pain stabbed through his head.He winced, groaning softly.His body was no longer shaking. The chaos had passed. But the pain was still there—deep and dull, resting behind his forehead.Slowly, he turned his head to the side.The beeping machine beside him was still working… but this time, the sound was calm. His heart rate was steady.He was breathing normally.The air felt less heavy now.He was awake… and he was alive.Just then, the door opened.Uncle Christopher walked in with a careful step, holding a file in his hand. His eyes moved quickly to Marvin—and when he saw him awake, sitting up a little, all calm and steady, a deep breath escaped his chest.He smiled, softly.“You’re awake… again,” he said, with a calm voice.Marvin nodded slowly.He sat upright, moving his back against the pillow. The motion hurt a little, but he could handle it.Uncle Christopher moved closer, standing by his side now.He place
BETWEEN DEATH AND MADNESS
Marvin’s eyes twitched.Slowly… very slowly… they began to open.Everything was blurry.Light. Movement. Shadows.He tried to blink, but even that felt like lifting a mountain. His eyelids were heavy. His body felt like stone. His chest rose and fell with a deep struggle.Then came a sound—his own breath, rough and noisy. A cough tore through his throat, loud and painful. He gasped again, coughing hard, chest shaking like thunder inside him.“Uh… you are awake,” a calm voice said.It was familiar.Faint… but familiar.Marvin blinked again, this time harder.The blur started to clear.He could now make out a face.His uncle—Uncle Christopher—was sitting beside him.The old man looked tired, but his eyes were calm, filled with relief.Marvin tried to speak, but his voice cracked. His throat was dry.“O-… oxygen,” Marvin whispered.“You’re on it,” Uncle Christopher replied, softly pressing a hand on Marvin’s shoulder. “You’re in intensive care now. You’re safe.”Marvin glanced around
JUST A STEPPING STONE?
Dana Orion laughed again—louder this time, with wicked joy.“The great Marvin Richmond!” she shouted, spreading her arms wide as she slowly walked around him like a vulture circling a dying animal. “The young genius! The CEO of Helios Enterprise! The young man with the rare ultra mega Synapticore gift!”She leaned close and whispered into his ear.“Look at you now…”She pulled back and raised the Solstium Grip higher.“Chained like a dog. Sweating like a pig. Screaming like a coward!”Dana threw her head back and laughed again, cruel and sharp. Her laughter echoed through the empty garage like broken glass.“You built companies. You led tech enthusiasts. You inspired a generation. But now…” she leaned closer again, with her smile like poison, “you’re just spare parts.”Behind her, Helena stood frozen.Her eyes were fixed on Marvin—his body was trembling, his skin was pale, sweat was dripping down his face, his muscles were twitching from the pain.She said nothing.But her fingers tre
OF BLOOD POWER AND LIES
The world around Marvin was dark and quiet.It was no longer the golden, peaceful lounge of La Vie En Rose. No music. No warmth. Only the low hum of silence and the smell of rust and oil.Dim lights flickered from old, hanging bulbs. The walls were made of bare concrete, and the floor was stained with grease. Broken car parts, metal tools, and oil drums were scattered everywhere. It looked like an old, abandoned car garage. Cold. Lonely. Empty of life.The only sound was the soft drip of water from a leaking pipe in the corner.Marvin’s head felt heavy. His eyes were half-closed. His whole body was weak—like he had been running for days with no food, no rest. Sweat rolled down his forehead, sticking his hair to his face. His mouth was dry. His tongue felt thick.Slowly, he began to wake up more. He tried to move.That’s when he realized…He couldn’t.His arms were spread apart, each one was chained tightly to the sides of a steel pole. His legs too were stretched and chained to the
HER SMILE HIS DOWNFALL
As Marvin walked through La Vie En Rose, heads began to turn.Some people gasped quietly, others whispered to one another. Within seconds, smartphones were lifted into the air. Camera flashes blinked like fireflies.“Isn’t that Marvin Richmond?” someone whispered with excitement.“The CEO of Helios enterprise!”People started taking photos and recording short videos. A few stood up and came toward him politely, smiling and asking for autographs.Marvin smiled kindly, even as he kept moving. He paused for a moment, signing one or two with a graceful nod. But as more people began to gather, he raised a gentle hand and spoke with calm respect.“I appreciate the love, everyone,” he said warmly. “But I’m with someone special tonight. Maybe next time, alright?”There were no hard feelings. The patrons of La Vie En Rose were people of class and manners. They nodded with understanding and returned to their tables, still excited just to have seen him in person.Marvin returned to Helena’s s
WHISPERS BENEATH THE STARS
Marvin stood still for a second, his hand was frozen in the air.But then, he shook his head slightly and let out a soft sigh.No matter what, he wasn’t going to let anything ruin tonight.He straightened his suit jacket and walked calmly to the passenger side of the car.Without a word, he opened the door and slipped into the back seat beside Helena.The car’s interior was quiet, and the atmosphere felt heavy.Helena sat beside him, her face was expressionless, her eyes distant.She looked out the window, as if she wasn’t even aware that he was sitting next to her.Marvin watched her silently for a moment, feeling a gnawing worry rise in his chest."Where did all this coldness come from?" he thought.This wasn’t the Helena he knew.Slowly, Marvin reached out and cupped her chin gently, turning her face toward him.His thumb brushed her soft skin with care."Baby," he said softly, his voice was low and soothing."What’s up? What happened? You don't seem so good... you don't sound so g
