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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR EXILED FROM POWER
The chubby boss was still kneeling on the floor, and his hands were clasped tightly together. His wide, desperate eyes looked up at Marvin. "Please, sir Marvin," he begged, his voice shaking with fear. "I promise to do anything, anything at all to keep my job!"Marvin leaned back in his chair, his smile widened as he watched the man squirm. "You want to keep your job, huh?" he asked with a voice that was calm and steady."Yes, yes, sir," the boss stammered. "I need this job. I have a wife... kids..." His voice trailed off, and he lowered his head, ashamed.Marvin interrupted him, rolling his eyes. "Spare me the sob story. If you were such a good family man, you wouldn’t have been rude to me at the docks," he said coldly.The boss’s face turned red with embarrassment. He had made a terrible mistake by underestimating Marvin, and now he was paying for it. "I’m sorry, sir. I was wrong. Please, give me a chance. I promise to be a changed man," he said, bowing deeply, showing how sorry h
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE ZYPHER'S SHADOW
The door to Marvin’s office creaked open, with the sound slicing through the quiet hum of the room. A shadow appeared in the doorway, and Marvin glanced up from his desk, his sharp eyes were narrowed. The man who entered moved slowly, his steps were uneven and his shoulders hunched.The man looked old—perhaps in his late sixties. His clothes were wrinkled, and his shirt was slightly stained, as though he had rushed out without caring to iron it. His gray hair was unkempt, sticking out in odd directions. He limped as he approached the desk, with one hand he gripped the back of a chair for support.Marvin straightened in his chair, his gaze was cool and assessing. “Can I help you?” he asked, his voice was calm but guarded.The man paused, breathing heavily, and then nodded. “Yes. I... I hope you can,” he said, his voice hoarse and weak. “My name is Edward Hargrove. I used to work here. I used to be the head of the human resources department.”Marvin’s brow lifted in surprise. He leane
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A PLAN TO REGAIN POWER
Jessica Zypher sat in her luxurious living room, her manicured fingers trembled slightly as she held her phone to her ear. Her jaw was tight, and her usually composed demeanor was cracking under the weight of the voice on the other end of the call.“Jessica,” the chubby boss’s voice broke through the line, it was hoarse and filled with rage. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me? That new CEO you handed power to—Marvin—he has ruined me!”Jessica sighed, leaning back in her chair. She closed her eyes, as though the call was a weight she couldn’t bear. “Calm down,” she said, her voice was measured but tired. “What happened?”“What happened?!” The boss’s voice rose, nearly a shout. “He made me roll on the floor like a circus animal in his office! Do you know what that felt like? To be humiliated like that?! Me, a boss—reduced to rolling on the floor like a fool. He streamed the whole thing online! The entire company probably saw it!” His words came out fast, almost tripping over
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE RETURN OF JESSICA
Marvin sat at his large, imposing desk in the CEO office of Zypher Group, the morning sunlight filtered through the massive windows behind him. The room was pristine, decorated with sleek furniture and a dominating sense of power. On the polished desk in front of him rested his smartphone.His eyes narrowed as he stared at the phone, unmoving. Slowly, Marvin placed his hands palm-down on either side of the device. He took a deep breath, trying to center himself.“I can do this,” he muttered under his breath.He wanted performing telekinesis on his smart phone.Marvin closed his eyes and focused intensely, imagining the phone lifting into the air. He tried to feel the energy within him—the synapticore energy—flowing through his mind and body. He had done it before, hadn’t he? This wasn’t supposed to be impossible.The muscles in his face tightened as he pushed all his focus toward the phone. His breathing slowed, becoming deliberate, as though even that might disturb his concentratio
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A DANGEROUS GAME OF TRUST
Jessica took a deep breath, her eyes steady and focused. “I would like to…” She paused for a moment, choosing her words carefully. “No, I mean… even though you have taken over the company as CEO, that doesn’t mean I don’t care about it's success.”Marvin watched her closely, his expression was serious. He was trying to figure out if she was being honest or if this was just another smart move to win him over.“For heaven’s sake,” Jessica continued, moving her hands to show the room around her. “You haven’t even changed the name of the company. 'Zypher Group.' And I’m sure you don’t care about changing it, do you?”She was right. Marvin leaned back in his chair, his face showing no emotion. He didn’t care about the name of the company.His focus was on making money and gaining power. He didn’t worry about things like branding or names. In fact, if he was being honest, he wasn’t great at choosing names anyway. All he cared about was profit.Jessica didn’t wait for him to answer. She kept
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE CALL THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING
Jessica nodded, her voice was steady and confident. “That is what’s best for you,” she said. “And that is what’s best for the legacy my family has fought to build all these years.”Marvin stared at her for a long moment, his mind turned over her words, weighing the risks and the potential benefits. “As much as I hate you, Jessica, I can’t deny the fact that your proposal is quite reasonable,” Marvin said, his voice was cold but firm. He leaned back in his chair, eyeing her carefully. “As a Richmond, being the CEO of a franchise that belongs to a rival family is very risky. However, without much further ado, I accept your request to be part of my executives. The procedures for your installation will begin in a few days' time.”Jessica’s heart raced with excitement, but she fought hard to keep her composure. Her well-crafted plan was finally falling into place. She allowed herself a small, polite smile as she nodded. “Thank you, Marvin, and despite our grievances in the past, I must
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR MARVIN RICHMOND REVEALED
The gates of the company headquarters groaned as they swung open, their movement was smooth and deliberate. Through the opening, four sleek black vehicles rolled in with a menacing air. They parked in a calculated manner, forming a neat yet intimidating line that reflected the power of those inside.The lead car's door opened first. A broad-shouldered, tough-looking man stepped out, his movements were precise, and his gaze was sharp. He strode to the back of the vehicle and opened the door with military precision.Victor Zypher emerged.The air seemed to change as he stepped out. A faint, spectral aura surrounded him, a shimmer was now in the air that made him appear larger than life. His presence was overwhelming—both regal and terrifying. On his wrist, he wore a golden bracelet, intricately designed and glowing faintly. That was no ordinary bracelet; it was his amulet, a powerful artifact that granted him the ability to turn invisible at will. It was a reminder of the special a
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE FALLOUT BEGINS
The moment Victor Zypher uttered Marvin Richmond’s name, the room’s atmosphere grew heavier, suffused with unspoken tension. Marvin’s calm demeanor faltered, if only for a split second, before he composed himself. He stood, smoothing out his suit, and forced a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.“Mr. Zypher, oh, what a surprise.” Marvin extended a hand toward him, his voice was steady but it lacked conviction.Mr Victor didn’t take the hand. His piercing gaze bore into Marvin as though the handshake was beneath him. His tone was sharp, almost venomous. “What are you doing here, in an office meant for my daughter?”Marvin inhaled deeply, his composure was only slightly shaken. He clasped his hands behind his back and gave a practiced smile. “Well, Mr. Zypher, it’s a long story,” he began carefully. “But to sum it up, I run the entire Zypher branch here in Neovalle. However, you have no need to worry—your daughter is one of my executive staff members.”Mr Zypher’s expression hardened.
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WESTWOOD HERE I COME
The sun was just rising when a sleek black Bentley Bentayga rolled smoothly out of uncle Christopher's gated mansion. Inside, Marvin sat quietly, dressed in a tailored black suit with a crisp white shirt underneath. A sleek, dark overcoat draped over his shoulders, and a silver wristwatch gleamed subtly on his wrist. His posture was relaxed but commanding, his clean-cut appearance giving him an air of quiet power. He looked healthy—stronger, sharper, and more focused than ever before. His eyes were cold, scanning his surroundings with precision, but inside him, a fire was burning.The driver didn’t speak. He only focused on the road. Beside Marvin, a silver suitcase sat firm, containing only what he truly needed. Two enforcers sat in the front seat—members of the elite guard chosen by Uncle Christopher himself.As they approached Neovalle Airport, the early morning light reflected off the airport’s tall glass buildings. Flights were already taking off. People rushed in and out of t
GHOST OR GLADIATOR
The Prime Minister didn’t flinch. He looked straight into Marvin’s eyes, his voice was dropping to a grim tone.“Marvin, listen to me carefully. The Richmond family did not all agree on what happened to you.”Marvin’s eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”The Prime Minister sighed deeply, then leaned forward.“Our family… the Richmonds… we are not united anymore. We’re divided into two strong factions.”He raised two fingers to make his point.“One side—your side—believes you fought bravely. They believe that if not for your sacrifice and bold stand, the Richmonds would never have gotten a voice with regards to the attainment of the Astralyte. They believe you deserve protection and honor, not death.”Marvin listened closely.“These ones are loyal to the legacy of our founder, Paul Richmond. They know what you’ve done. And they will never support any attack on your life.”A small breath of relief escaped Marvin’s lips.But the Prime Minister wasn’t done.He slowly lowered his hand, his v
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
