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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE MONSTER AT THE DOOR
The week had flown by, and the tension was thick in the air. Mr. Craig's deadline was today—he was to pay the thirty thousand dollars he owed Mr Charles, a debt that had loomed over the family like a dark cloud. Outside the orphanage home, the children played, their laughter was the only light in an otherwise heavy day.Then, the sound of engines rumbled up the street, shattering the peace. Mr. Charles drove up, with his car leading a small convoy. Two other cars pulled up behind him, each carrying four large, intimidating men.The teenage orphans who were kicking around a soccer ball stopped in their tracks, their eyes were wide with fear. The younger children who’d been playing tag froze, then scattered, their little feet was pounding the ground as they raced back toward the orphanage. They knew trouble when they saw it.One of the youngest girls, quicker than the others, dashed inside and ran straight to the kitchen, where Mrs. Martha was cooking.“Mama! Mama!” she cried, her v
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR HOPE ON THE HORIZON 1
The men spread out, moving through the house like shadows. They didn’t waste any time, opening doors and tossing furniture aside. One of them stormed into the bedroom where the youngest children slept. He grabbed a small wooden bed and, with little effort, flipped it over, sending blankets and stuffed animals scattering across the floor. One of the orphans, a small boy, barely five, tried to gather his things, clutching a tattered teddy bear. The man only sneered and kicked the bear out of his hands.Another child, a girl with wide, tearful eyes, tried to grab her shoes as one of the men dragged her by the arm. "Leave me alone!" She kicked and wriggled, desperate to hold on to the small things she called her own, but he only tightened his grip, ignoring her screams.Outside, Mr. Charles stood with his arms crossed, a cold smile was on his face as he watched his men work. He didn’t seem to care about the cries of the children or the pleas of Mrs. Martha, who followed them from roo
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR HOPE ON THE HORIZON 2
Marvin moved quickly, his focus was sharp as he spotted one of the men dragging a young orphan by the arm. Without hesitation, he strode over and shoved the hefty man away from the child. The man stumbled, and looked shocked, but before he could react, Marvin’s fist shot out in a powerful punch. The blow landed squarely on the man’s face, sending him sprawling to the floor.The hefty man scrambled to his feet, looking furious and ready to fight back. But when he saw the intense, unflinching look in Marvin’s eyes, he hesitated. Marvin’s stance was firm, his fists were clenched and ready to strike again if needed. The man’s anger faded into fear, and he took a nervous step backward, deciding not to test his luck.Meanwhile, the other men who had been tearing through the orphanage froze when they noticed the police. Their faces shifted from smugness to worry, and they dropped whatever they were holding, stopping their search and harassment."Shit!" one of the men muttered under his
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR HOPE ON THE HORIZON 3
Mr. Charles looked up, his face was pale and his hands were shaking as he held the documents.Marvin stepped forward, his voice was steady but full of satisfaction. "Well, it is possible now," he said firmly. "You no longer own this building. The government has taken it from you."Mr. Charles’s eyes widened in shock. "But... they don’t have any solid grounds to take this from me," he stammered.The inspector beside Marvin replied sharply, "Oh yes, they do." He pointed at the papers. "We found out you were extorting money from Mr. Craig here. His foundation was supported by the government. How dare you demand money from him just because he’s an immigrant?"Mr. Charles’s mouth dropped open, stunned by the accusation. He tried to defend himself, as his voice began to grow defensive. "Mr. Craig is an illegal immigrant. He’s not even supposed to be here in this country."Marvin’s face darkened with anger. "Is that why you decided to use his situation against him? To squeeze money from him?
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR SHADOWS AMID APPLAUSE
The moderator of the Neovalle College science project examination stood on the stage, looking over the eager crowd. With a smile, he raised his microphone, and his voice was booming across the auditorium."And the winner of this practical exam, and the beneficiary of the Neovalle scholarship," he announced, pausing for effect."Miss Kelly Boston."The room erupted in applause. Mr. and Mrs. Craig, seated among the audience, couldn’t contain their joy. They clapped with all their might, and their eyes were brimming with pride as their daughter, Kelly, had just won the scholarship that would change her future.Not only was her victory going to win her a scholarship, but it was sure going to connect her with some top tech firms around Neovalle.Kelly, with a determined smile, stood up from her seat and began to make her way to the stage, balancing on her crutches. Her steps were slow but steady, and her face was glowing with happiness. The audience cheered even louder, watching her app
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR UNDER THE VEIL OF HELIOS 1
"So," Marvin asked, raising an eyebrow, "what brings you to Neovalle?"Jessica’s smile didn’t falter. "Business."Marvin hesitated, then nodded. He tried to keep his tone casual. "What about you, Marvin?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. "What keeps you here? You are no longer in Westwood?"Marvin’s jaw tightened. "I don’t have much of a reason to be in Westwood anymore," he admitted. "Not since my father stripped me of my title and inheritance. That life is gone."Jessica’s expression softened, if only for a second. "I’m sorry to hear that again, Marvin. Truly, that must have been a hard experience for you."Marvin glanced down, uncomfortable with the sympathy. Jessica wasn’t usually one to offer kind words. But before she could speak further, Marvin looked her over, his eyes were lingering on a thin silver bracelet around her wrist. At the end of the chain hung a small, polished stone—her amulet."You still wear your amulet, I see," he said, with a hint of amusement in his vo
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR UNDER THE VEIL OF HELIOS 2
They walked side by side out of the auditorium and into the quiet hallway. The polished floors gleamed under the overhead lights, and the faint hum of distant voices filled the air. Marvin’s shoulders were tense, his mind was racing as he tried to anticipate what Jessica would say next.Once they were far enough from prying ears, Jessica stopped, turning to face him fully. Her bodyguard stood a few steps behind her, his expression was blank but his eyes watchful."So, Marvin," she began, her voice low and steady. "Project Helios... Tell me, how far along is it?"Marvin hesitated. He didn’t want to reveal anything, but he knew Jessica too well. If she had come all this way, she likely already had her own sources. Still, he couldn’t be careless."It’s... in development," he replied carefully. "That’s all you need to know."Jessica raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed with his answer. "Come now, Marvin. Don’t play coy with me. We both know that Helios could change everything. And i
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE ZYPHER ULTIMATUM
Jessica’s expression didn’t falter. She looked at Marvin, and her eyes were gleaming with a cold, calculating light."It’s simple," she said, her voice was steady and certain. "I did my research, and I discovered exactly what your Project Helios is. It’s a solar flare prediction initiative, isn’t it? You’re developing a technology that can forecast solar flare events more than 36 hours in advance."Marvin’s eyes widened in shock. He stared at her, looking totally speechless, struggling to process how she could possibly know such detailed information about his project.Jessica continued, unfazed by his reaction. "Using a machine-learning algorithm and high-performance computing, Project Helios is going to be designed so as to protect satellite-based communication systems, global power grids, and even military operations from the disruptive effects of solar flares. We both know these solar storms can cause massive damage to technology on Earth and in space."Marvin was still trying to w
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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
