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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE DIAMOND ROYALE DILEMMA
“Ah, shut up, Marvin,” Jessica snapped, cutting him off mid-sentence. Her voice was sharp, filled with mockery and disdain.“Spare me all those crappy lies. Did you really think you could play me? That I wouldn’t figure you out? Please.”She let out a cold, sharp laugh, the sound was dripping with satisfaction.“You thought you could outsmart me? Oh no, Marvin. I knew you were going to stand in my way of owning Project Helios. I knew you’d try to outbid me. But guess what? That’s not going to happen now. Not without your Diamond Royale card. Not without your precious billions. Face it—you’ve got no money, no power anymore. You’ve already lost.”Marvin’s jaw tightened as anger surged through him. His voice was steady, but there was a dangerous edge to it. “Jessica, you’re going to return my Diamond Royale card today. If you don’t, all hell will break loose, and every single one of your family’s investments in Neovalle will crumble to dust.”Jessica gasped mockingly, then laughed again
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE BATTLE FOR HELIOS
The grand dome was alive with energy once again, its walls were glowing softly with a blend of golden and white lights. The polished marble floors reflected the dazzling chandeliers hanging high above, casting a warm, welcoming glow over the entire room. Outside, rows of sleek cars pulled up, carrying some of the most important people in Neovalle—science experts, influential professors, and top tech businessmen, all dressed in their finest attire.Inside, a steady hum of conversation filled the air as the guests began to settle into their seats. Rows of chairs were arranged in a semi-circle around the central stage, a raised platform was draped in deep blue fabric. At the center of the stage stood a tall podium, equipped with a microphone, and behind it was a large holographic screen displaying the words "Project Helios Auction – A New Dawn in Innovation".The auction was the talk of the city. Project Helios as you know was dubbed a revolutionary invention, rumored to have the pow
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE GHOST IN THE DOME
The room was electric with tension as the bidding began to escalate rapidly. A man in a dark suit raised his hand and called out, “Four hundred million.”“Six hundred million,” another voice added, this time from a woman dressed in a sleek red gown.The prices climbed steadily as one wealthy individual after another placed their bids. The excitement in the dome was palpable, with murmurs and gasps rising from the audience after each new offer.Then, Jessica Zypher leaned forward in her chair, her green eyes flashed with confidence. She raised her hand elegantly and said loudly, “Three point five billion.”A wave of astonishment rippled through the room at the sheer size of the bid. Jessica’s voice was calm and commanding, as though she was daring anyone to challenge her. She smiled faintly, certain that she was taking control of the auction.But the challenge came almost immediately. A voice rang out from across the room, powerful and confident. “Ten billion.”The audience gasped i
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THROUGH THE VOID
Jessica clenched her fists, her breathing came fast and uneven as anger surged through her. She stepped forward, determined to confront the governor and demand answers.But then, something strange happened.As she moved past her assistant seated beside her, her body slipped right through her—no bump, no resistance.Jessica froze mid-step, her heart started pounding. She turned to the lady, expecting her to react. But she just sat there, staring calmly at the stage, completely unaware of what had just occurred.Her eyes widened. She reached out to touch the back of the chair in front of her.Her hand passed through it.“No,” she whispered, her voice was trembling. Her legs wobbled as panic began to creep in. Desperately, she waved a hand in front of her assistant’s face.“Laura! Look at me!” she shouted. “Do something!”But Laura didn’t flinch. Her eyes stayed fixed on the stage like everyone else in the room.Jessica’s chest tightened. She shouted louder, as her voice had risen in pa
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR WHEN HANDS DON'T TOUCH
Marvin stepped up to the podium, with the keys to Project Helios glinting in his hand. The room, still buzzing with murmurs of astonishment, quieted as he adjusted the microphone. His silver suit reflected the bright lights, and his composed demeanor commanded the attention of every guest.He cleared his throat, letting the silence stretch just long enough to build anticipation. Then, with a small smile, he began."Thank you all for being here tonight," he said, his voice was steady and smooth. "As most of you know, this auction was not just about money—it was about vision. About responsibility. And, above all, about ensuring that Project Helios reaches its full potential."The audience listened intently, nodding along, eager to hear what Marvin had to say next."I must admit," he continued, leaning slightly forward, "it was quite a sacrifice to make this bid today." He let a light chuckle escape, prompting a ripple of polite laughter from the guests. "Thirty billion is no small amo
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE VICTOR'S STAGE
The governor stepped down from the podium, but he looked anything but satisfied since things didn't go the way he thought. He shook hands with a few of the guests seated in the front row before taking his seat again. The room was still alive with applause, and the sound echoed across the grand dome.The moderator, returned to the stage. He adjusted the microphone and waited for the applause to settle. The room gradually quieted, though a soft hum of excitement lingered."Ladies and gentlemen," the moderator began, his voice was calm and clear, "what an extraordinary night this has been. We have witnessed history in the making, and the future of Project Helios is now in capable hands. Thank you all for your participation and support. This concludes tonight’s auction."A few more claps sounded, though most of the guests were now murmuring amongst themselves. Some turned to leave, while others stayed in their seats, still processing what had just happened.The buzz in the dome grew lou
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR WHERE IS JESSICA?
The event was over, and the grand dome began to empty as the guests filtered out, their excited conversations continued buzzing over the historic auction. The once-crowded hall was now growing sparse, with only a few people lingering in small groups.Jessica’s assistants, who had been seated near her earlier, looked around nervously. Their boss was nowhere to be found, and none of them had seen her leave the room.“Where’s Ms. Zypher?” one of the bodyguards asked sharply, his tone was filled with concern as his eyes scanned the area.“We have no idea where she went to,” one of the assistants replied, her voice was shaking slightly.“It’s true,” Laura, another assistant, chimed in. “One minute, she was beside us. The next minute, she was gone.”The lead bodyguard’s face darkened with worry, and he immediately signaled the rest of his team. “Spread out. Search the area. She couldn’t have gone far.”The assistants exchanged uneasy glances as tension filled the air. Laura spoke nervousl
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE GHOST REVELATION
And there, in the dim light of the now-empty dome, stood a figure cloaked in shadows. Its outline was barely visible, but the voice—smooth, mocking, and chillingly familiar—made her blood run cold."Who’s there?" Jessica demanded, her voice was trembling as she struggled to push herself to her feet.The figure stepped forward slightly, just enough for her to see the faint glint of cruel eyes and a twisted smile."You’ve come so far, haven’t you?" the voice continued, dripping with mockery. "But it seems, my dear, even you couldn’t grasp what you so desired."Jessica’s fists clenched as fear mixed with fury. “Show yourself!” she shouted.The figure let out a low chuckle, the sound echoed in the vast emptiness.“Oh, don’t worry,” it said. “You will see my face.”Jessica froze, dread washing over her like ice.The figure stepped out of the shadows, and Jessica’s breath caught in her throat.To her shock, it was Marvin—and standing beside him was his uncle, Mr Christopher.Both of them we
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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
