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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A TOAST TO DECEPTION
Mr. Landon smiled, a slow and knowing smile. “I may not follow the news consistently, but I have ears everywhere.”Darius Crowe let out a low, nervous chuckle, but his eyes betrayed his shock. “Well, I must say, Mr. Landon, I’m quite impressed by the efficiency of your spies.”In truth, he was deeply surprised—and slightly disappointed. He had taken great care to keep his involvement in the Lunebrook tragedy a secret. No traces, no loose ends. Yet, somehow, Mr. Landon already knew.For a brief moment, Crowe considered how much information Mr. Landon truly had. Had someone betrayed him? Or was Landon just that powerful?Before he could fully gather his thoughts, Mr. Landon’s voice cut through his hesitation.“I believe I asked you a question.”Crowe blinked, his mind was still slightly unsettled. “I… I didn’t catch that, sir.”Mr. Landon sighed, his tone carried a hint of impatience. “I asked if these policies were passed after you planned the disaster in Lunebrook.”Darius Crowe swal
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR UNSEEN FORCES
Inside a spacious, high-tech workshop within Helios enterprise, Marvin Richmond sat hunched over a sleek worktable, his sharp eyes were locked onto a holographic screen. The room around him was quiet, save for the soft hum of machines and the occasional beep from the devices he worked with.Blueprints of an advanced drone flickered on the screen in front of him. The images showed intricate mechanical designs, delicate energy circuits, and the outer casing of the drone, all made to look like a work of art. Marvin’s hands, covered in thin, black gloves, moved swiftly over the worktable, adjusting tiny components with the precision of someone who had spent years perfecting his craft.This was no ordinary drone. It was a stealth reconnaissance model, designed to infiltrate high-risk areas without being detected. Unlike the usual drones used for surveillance, this one had a special feature that no one could replicate: a cloaking mechanism that bent light around it, making it invisible
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR WHO RIGGED THE DRONE?
“Yes… yes, Luminar, it’s been a long time,” Marvin said in his subconscious, his voice was calm but firm. “However, cut the pleasantries. I have something for you.”A soft chuckle echoed through his mind. “And what exactly could that be, Mr. Marvin?” Luminar’s voice was smooth, almost amused.Marvin leaned forward slightly, his glowing blue eyes were locked onto the paused holographic footage. “I need you to analyze this drone’s point-of-view footage,” he said. “Something doesn’t add up. This drone was tested thoroughly before deployment. It passed every safety check just after production. So tell me, why did it explode while covering Darius Crowe’s campaign in Lunebrook?”Luminar went quiet, his presence in Marvin’s mind started fading slightly. Marvin could feel the AI scanning the video feed, breaking it down into data that only an advanced intelligence like Luminar could process. The silence stretched on, with the only sound in the workshop being the soft hum of Marvin’s lapt
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE LAID OFF ENGINEER
A sharp beep echoed through the dimly lit workshop. The holographic projection flickered violently before stabilizing.Then, Luminar spoke.“IDENTITY OF DEVICE PLANTER: CONFIRMED.”Marvin held his breath, his glowing blue eyes started narrowing. The anticipation was suffocating.Luminar's voice deepened, carrying an eerie weight.“Name: Ethan Voss.”Marvin’s pupils shrank. Ethan Voss?! The name sent a jolt through his mind.He clenched his fists. "Are you sure?"Instead of answering immediately, Luminar directed him toward a workstation in the corner of the room.“Boss, move to the terminal on your right,” the synaptic echo instructed.Marvin turned sharply. A PC was already switched on, its screen was dimly glowing. But he hadn't turned it on.His pulse quickened.The moment he stepped closer, the screen suddenly came to life.A series of rapid system breaches flashed across the monitor. Lines of code ran like a storm—commands were executed at an unnatural speed.“Luminar…” Marvin’s
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE CROWE-VOSS LINK
Marvin’s glowing blue eyes stayed locked on the screen, his pulse was steady but quick.The PC hummed with raw energy as Luminar worked, with the data streaming in like a digital storm.Lines of code flickered. Files opened and closed at blinding speed. The workshop lights dimmed slightly as if reacting to the sheer power flowing through the system.Then, suddenly—BEEP.Marvin’s head snapped toward the screen."Luminar," he said, his voice was sharp with anticipation. "You said you found something."There was a brief silence before Luminar responded, its voice was steady yet mechanical.“Boss, patience,” Luminar said. “I am in the process of making the data visible.”Marvin exhaled heavily, with his fingers gripping the edge of the desk. His patience was running thin, but he knew better than to rush Luminar.The PC’s screen flickered violently. A strange pulse ran through the system. Then—A ping echoed through the workshop.Marvin’s eyes narrowed as two images loaded onto the screen
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR OUT OF THE HOSPITAL INTO THE FIRE
Marvin’s fingers tightened around the phone as he listened intently. Dr. Hayes took a slow breath before speaking."Marvin, listen carefully. I just got word that Ethan Voss is about to be discharged from the hospital."Marvin’s heart pounded harder. "Discharged?" He frowned. "That doesn’t make any sense. He should still need medical attention shouldn't he."Dr. Hayes sighed, his voice dropped slightly. "It’s not a normal discharge, Marvin. It’s being forced."Marvin sat up straighter, his glowing blue eyes were flickering. "Forced? By who?""A few men loyal to Darius Crowe," Dr. Hayes said. "They came into my office a few minutes ago. They told me they are moving Ethan Voss to a private facility—one they claim is more advanced than my hospital."Marvin’s mind raced. This wasn’t right. If Crowe’s men were involved, it meant Ethan Voss was being taken somewhere for a reason—most likely to keep him away from prying eyes.But how could they suspect that his security was not guaranteed a
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE VANISHING CONVOY
Smoke and flames filled the air as the SUV carrying Ethan Voss lay on its side, crushed and burning. The loud explosions had shaken the entire highway.But this was no random accident.The people behind the attack had planned everything carefully.Two hours before the SUVs left the hospital, a black van had been parked near a small coffee shop along the route. Inside the van, four men wearing dark clothes and sunglasses were watching the hospital entrance.One of them, a man with a scar across his cheek, spoke into a small radio.“They’re moving. Get ready.”A few kilometers down the highway, another group of men were already preparing the trap.They knew the convoy’s route perfectly. Earlier that morning, they had scattered small, black waterproof packages on the side of the road.To anyone watching, it looked harmless. The men pretended to throw away some trash while walking along the highway. No one suspected that those “pieces of trash” were actually mines, waiting to explode.
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR HELIOS ON THE BRINK
Inside Marvin Richmond’s private lab, the lights were dim. The air smelled of antiseptic, cold and clean.Ethan Voss lay on a white hospital bed, his body was covered with bandages. A thin blanket was pulled up to his chest. The heart monitor beside him beeped softly, showing a slow but steady rhythm.A tall man in a white coat stood beside the bed, checking Ethan’s pulse. His name was Dr. Lewis, a trusted doctor sent by Dr. Hayes to treat Ethan’s injuries upon Marvin's request.Marvin Richmond stood a few feet away, his arms were crossed tightly. His sharp eyes never left Ethan’s pale face.“How bad is he?” Marvin asked, his voice was cold, but there was a hint of worry.Dr. Lewis sighed, removing his gloves. His expression was serious.“He’s stable now, but the injuries are severe,” the doctor said quietly. “He has two broken ribs, a concussion, and a deep cut on his right thigh. He also inhaled a lot of smoke from the fire… If we hadn’t treated him quickly, he might not have made
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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
