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The Lost Heir Of Sargent MY KEY
"Do you think it's okay?""Of course, it is okay...." "Aren't we here on that purpose only?" "Did you even check whether he is asleep or not?" "My enchanting voice can make anyone fall asleep in seconds..." The voices came from the golden light particles that surrounded Christian while he was in his deep sleep."We have to keep our promise which we made to Marie." "He is asleep, let us show the truth through his dream." Strange voices reached his ears but he still couldn't understand what exactly it was, as he was already enveloped in deep slumber.The world around Christian twisted like wet paint swirling in water. One second he was lying in bed, and the next, he stood in the middle of a vast courtyard that felt like it had been pulled from another timeline.The sky above was the color of fresh blood, deep red streaks smeared across black clouds. The ash rained softly like snow. The air was thick, and suffocating, nothing giving familiar vibes apart from creating goosebumps
The Lost Heir Of Sargent IS THAT WHY YOU DISAPPEAR SOMETIMES?
"Why is even normal sleep became hard for me to afford?" Christian hadn’t slept at all. "Arghhh, why are these nightmares haunting me, why couldn't I even get some proper sleep?" After the dream, or illusion, or whatever it was, he’d stayed curled beneath the blankets, eyes wide open, listening to the tick of the old wall clock and the distant creaks of the manor settling in the cold night. "At this moment with lack of sleep, I might even turn into a zombie," He sighed within himself, "Turning into a zombie with no sleep and stress must be just a matter of time, I can really feel it." The image of the chained beast behind the gate kept playing behind his eyes, the way it had looked at him, spoken into his mind.'My key.'Even now, hours later, the words haunted him like a curse.Though he isn't sure whether it is that beast that spoke to him or not, but deep inside his consciousness, he could feel that it's none other than that beast which spoke to him."Ezra, I'm waiting for you,
The Lost Heir Of Sargent THAT'S VERY DIPLOMATIC!
"So, what are you planning to do now?" Ezra asked, tilting his head in genuine curiosity as Christian stood by the window, eyes fixed on the pale morning sky.Christian rolled his eyes so hard he nearly saw his brain. "Salsa dance, wanna join? Maybe I think, you're already an expert..." Ezra snorted, laughter bubbling up. "What a sarcastic guy! Just like his mother."Christian spun around, with a sarcastic tone, "My mom would be proud of me. You know, she loved a good twirl while we played around, and guess what, when I saw her fight, she twirled in the same way sealing that gate, and dodging shadow beasts, my mom is good at everything." Ezra flopped onto a nearby armchair, one of the fluffiest in the room, and folded his arms. "You’re practically a fountain of levity this morning." Christian raised an eyebrow. "Levity? I was thinking more along the lines of a snark tornado, but yes, levity works." He paced, calmly looking around, "Maybe I could start by writing a strongly worded
The Lost Heir Of Sargent YOU THINK SOMEONE DID?
"Chris," Amelia gently tapped on Christian's hand, "Are you okay? Why did you keep your face like that? Still thinking about your grandfather's words?" Christian mumbled out of hesitation, "I'm scared... I'm worried too, that I might not be able to keep up with the expectations you all have on me, what if I failed? What if I...." "You're thinking too much, Chrissy," Liliana laughed, as she couldn't handle the serious look on Christian's face, "Do you even know what Charles had done when Ed has asked him to handle a meeting with foreign delegates?" Christian looked curious to know, Liliana shared the rest of the story, "Ed gave all the details but this man messed up, he read out something else rather than the he is supposed to discuss, he spoke about financial report as if they're in the company as an auditor, what should we do with this guy?" Everyone burst into laughter including Christian, Betty said, "Even Ed was nervous, because he is supposed to work under Lord Sargent, the g
The Lost Heir Of Sargent MOM, IS THAT YOU?
"Give me your necklace, you swine!" Ivan's eyes fixed on the necklace around Christian's neck, "My girlfriend is obsessed with finding one like that and I hate to disappoint her, so just give it to me!" Instinctively, Christian's fingers ran to the smooth edges of the silver necklace, a delicate piece with swirling patterns showed its uniqueness. A few years ago, his mother suddenly disappeared, leaving Christian with only a necklace and a note, "It will always protect you, Chris!" After investigation, the police announced that his mother was dead. Christian tightened his grip on the necklace protectively. "Of course," he thought bitterly. "Everything that is important to me will always be important to Ivan, so that he can steal it from me." But he kept his voice calm. "I can't give this to you, Ivan, it's something my mother left me, so I can't let it go." "Do you think someone like you can say no to me?" Ivan crossed his arms with a sneer, Christian knows very well about his
The Lost Heir Of Sargent CHEAP NECKLACE
It was not his mother. Christian could barely lift his head before his father’s hand gripped his hair, yanking him roughly out of the room, "come out, you bastard!" Morris was furious after watching Christian sleeping, as he wanted Christian to repent for his mistakes. The sharp, piercing pain was extreme, but worse than that was the familiar feeling of helplessness that passed through him, almost numbing the silent agony. As he stumbled behind Morris, tripping over his own feet, his heart bled within his chest. "So, do you realize your mistake or not?" Morris growled in a furious tone pushing Christian on to the floor, "What do you have to say for yourself, you useless little wretch?" Christian looked at Morris. He had no strength left, but his eyes were full of hatred. "I didn’t… I didn’t do anything!" The words barely got out of Christian's throat before Morris swung a baseball bat to hit him. Christian's breath left him in a harsh gasp, pain piercing through his ribs. He cur
The Lost Heir Of Sargent I'M YOUR GRANDSON
"No," Christian whispered, feeling a piercing pain in his heart as if something precious had been ripped off from him. He clutched his chest, staring with a painful face at the shattered pieces of his mother’s necklace scattered across the cold ground. The last thing he had of her, his only source of comfort, now got destroyed, and he barely had the strength left to reach it. His vision blurred minute by minute, and his legs froze making it hard for him to reach for the broken pieces. A harsh laugh brought him back to reality. Ivan stood over him, with a twisted smirk on his face, "Look at you, pathetic as ever, such a fool you're!" He sneered, raising his foot and kicked Christian brutally, making him to cough blood. The huge pain passed through Christian's frail body, and he gasped hard, with a low cry, crumbling on the ground. Christian felt his consciousness slipping away, hunger pangs increasing inside him, while his limbs froze due to the chilling coldness, every breath w
The Lost Heir Of Sargent DRAG HIM OUT OF THERE IMMEDIATELY
"No matter how many times you call for him, he won't be coming honey." Teresa appeared beside Morris, frowning slightly, as she remembered none being at home in their absence, apart from Christian all alone locked in the attic, still she spoke in an indifferent tone, "Why?" Morris questioned in a frustrated tone, to which Teresa shrugged, as if it were no more than a passing inconvenience, "our butler left days ago to look after his sick mother, when he is not even here, how can he answer you?" Morris was stunned for a moment hearing to Teresa, a flicker of guilt appeared in his face as he almost became speechless, "So, Chris has been here for three days without food or water?" "Maybe, I don't know either," Teresa replied awkwardly, not wanting to be blamed, "he did something wrong and he was punished, I can't be punished for his mistakes, right?" Morris couldn't help but to question her, "even so, he was left with no food and water for almost three days, why didn't you remind me?
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YOU THINK SOMEONE DID?
"Chris," Amelia gently tapped on Christian's hand, "Are you okay? Why did you keep your face like that? Still thinking about your grandfather's words?" Christian mumbled out of hesitation, "I'm scared... I'm worried too, that I might not be able to keep up with the expectations you all have on me, what if I failed? What if I...." "You're thinking too much, Chrissy," Liliana laughed, as she couldn't handle the serious look on Christian's face, "Do you even know what Charles had done when Ed has asked him to handle a meeting with foreign delegates?" Christian looked curious to know, Liliana shared the rest of the story, "Ed gave all the details but this man messed up, he read out something else rather than the he is supposed to discuss, he spoke about financial report as if they're in the company as an auditor, what should we do with this guy?" Everyone burst into laughter including Christian, Betty said, "Even Ed was nervous, because he is supposed to work under Lord Sargent, the g
THAT'S VERY DIPLOMATIC!
"So, what are you planning to do now?" Ezra asked, tilting his head in genuine curiosity as Christian stood by the window, eyes fixed on the pale morning sky.Christian rolled his eyes so hard he nearly saw his brain. "Salsa dance, wanna join? Maybe I think, you're already an expert..." Ezra snorted, laughter bubbling up. "What a sarcastic guy! Just like his mother."Christian spun around, with a sarcastic tone, "My mom would be proud of me. You know, she loved a good twirl while we played around, and guess what, when I saw her fight, she twirled in the same way sealing that gate, and dodging shadow beasts, my mom is good at everything." Ezra flopped onto a nearby armchair, one of the fluffiest in the room, and folded his arms. "You’re practically a fountain of levity this morning." Christian raised an eyebrow. "Levity? I was thinking more along the lines of a snark tornado, but yes, levity works." He paced, calmly looking around, "Maybe I could start by writing a strongly worded
IS THAT WHY YOU DISAPPEAR SOMETIMES?
"Why is even normal sleep became hard for me to afford?" Christian hadn’t slept at all. "Arghhh, why are these nightmares haunting me, why couldn't I even get some proper sleep?" After the dream, or illusion, or whatever it was, he’d stayed curled beneath the blankets, eyes wide open, listening to the tick of the old wall clock and the distant creaks of the manor settling in the cold night. "At this moment with lack of sleep, I might even turn into a zombie," He sighed within himself, "Turning into a zombie with no sleep and stress must be just a matter of time, I can really feel it." The image of the chained beast behind the gate kept playing behind his eyes, the way it had looked at him, spoken into his mind.'My key.'Even now, hours later, the words haunted him like a curse.Though he isn't sure whether it is that beast that spoke to him or not, but deep inside his consciousness, he could feel that it's none other than that beast which spoke to him."Ezra, I'm waiting for you,
MY KEY
"Do you think it's okay?""Of course, it is okay...." "Aren't we here on that purpose only?" "Did you even check whether he is asleep or not?" "My enchanting voice can make anyone fall asleep in seconds..." The voices came from the golden light particles that surrounded Christian while he was in his deep sleep."We have to keep our promise which we made to Marie." "He is asleep, let us show the truth through his dream." Strange voices reached his ears but he still couldn't understand what exactly it was, as he was already enveloped in deep slumber.The world around Christian twisted like wet paint swirling in water. One second he was lying in bed, and the next, he stood in the middle of a vast courtyard that felt like it had been pulled from another timeline.The sky above was the color of fresh blood, deep red streaks smeared across black clouds. The ash rained softly like snow. The air was thick, and suffocating, nothing giving familiar vibes apart from creating goosebumps
IT'S TIME!
"Do what?" Christian laughed, glancing over at Luna with one eyebrow arched in amusement.Luna folded her arms, pouting dramatically as Christian acting as if he didn't understand what she is trying to say, "Don’t act innocent now, Chris… You know what I mean, don't you?" He leaned back against the car seat, arms resting on the steering wheel, "You'll have to be a little more specific, miss drama queen, only then I'll be able to understand."She gasped, feigning hurt, "Drama queen? Is that how you treat the woman who just saved you from a raging hurricane disguised as a human girl?"Christian chuckled, tilting his head slightly. "You mean Mia?"Luna grinned, moving closer to him, "That’s right, I stood by your side and endured her shrieking, so now you're indebted to me." He raised a brow teasing her. "What? Indebted? Do you want a medal? Gold or silver?""Nope," she said, popping the ‘p’. Then, with a playful twinkle in her eyes, she added, "I want ramen." Christian blinked with
WHAT DID SHE MEANT BY YOU OWE HER?
"You owe me, you owe me forever," Mia screamed aloud from behind, "You've to be grateful for me forever." But Christian no longer wants to entertain her nonsense.The heavy door slammed behind them, muffling Mia’s shrill screams.Christian strode ahead without a word, his hand still wrapped tightly around Luna’s, his pace fast and furious. His shoulders were rigid, his jaw clenched so tightly that the vein in his neck pulsed visibly.Luna followed without protest, sensing the storm raging inside him.She stumbled in one place because of his fast walking, as he turned back, she smiled awkwardly, understanding that he needs to slow down, silently he slowed his pace for her.Noticing his slow pace, Luna smiled inwardly, "Oww! My kind Chris! If you're this kind and sweet, who'll not fall for you? I don't understand why that annoying bitch couldn't see this side of yours, if it's me who got all that care and attention from you the same way she got, I could've cherished you forever in my
I NEVER NEEDED HIM!
"I hate you," Mia snapped at Christian foolishly without even understanding what exactly Christian has done, more importantly why exactly he did it, "you deserve that slap."She raised her hand once again to slap Christian to ease her anger, but her hand was pushed away, and a loud, sharp slap cracked through the room.Mia stumbled back, clutching her burning cheek, staring at Luna in utter shock, because it was Luna who reacted to the earlier slap instead of Christian."You dare lay your hands on me?" Mia stared at her in disbelief, "You... How can you a lowlife bitch dare too...." "I should have done it long ago!" Luna shouted, trembling with anger because of the pain in Christian's eyes, "How dare you hurt my Chris like this? All he's ever done is show you kindness, and you repay him with betrayal and poison! Rather than going in his way letting you to be devoured by these predators, he stepped in to save your dignity today, but what exactly did you do? You neither understood his
WHY DID YOU EVEN SLAP ME?
"Okay then, I'll make it fast," Christian said walking into the bathroom to get freshen up.To wait for Christian, Luna went downstairs, and found Amelia sitting there already, with a smile, she sat comfortably on the living room sofa, absently swinging her legs as she waited for Christian to come downstairs. Across from her, Amelia sat with a warm smile, knitting something soft and blue between her fingers."So, did he wake up?" Amelia asked with a smile, Luna nodded her head, "Yes, Mrs. Sargent, he woke up." Amelia sighed at the formal way of calling by Luna, "What Mrs. Sargent? Call me grandma, you're Christian's friend, which means granddaughter to me also, so don't be formal with me." "Grandma," Luna called her with a lot of hesitation, Amelia smiled at her, "Exactly, call me like that only." Luna nodded her head with a gentle smile."What about Chris? Is he still getting ready?" Amelia asked looking towards the stairs, Luna nodded her head, "Yeah, he said he'll be freshen u
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"Hey... Hey..." Ezra sighed looking at Christian who is lying on bed, "It's not even afternoon, are you sure about sleeping?" Christian glared at him, "Are you even sure about asking me?" "Huh?" "In the name of training, I got bullied there, as if that isn't enough, you and your commentary from behind," Christian gritted his teeth, "Even after three hours of shower, the dirt in my body didn't leave as if I took a mudbath, I'm tired as hell, can't you see my condition?" Ezra didn't argue, just scratched his head with an awkward smile.Closing his eyes, Christian said, "I want to sleep, please don't disturb me." With a silent hum, Ezra left from there, and for Christian, it didn't took much of time for him to fall asleep, within no time, he was pulled into a deep slumber.For hours, he slept peacefully totally forgetting the time.In his deep sleep, he stood at the foot of the massive gate, its wrought-iron bars stretching far above him, disappearing into a sky that was unnaturally
