The detective would cough blood in anger if he heard how the old man referred to him. “Aiden Romanov. That’s my name” Aiden smiled, for years he had been searching for his true identity, even though he had limited means.
“I’m Lorenzo Romanov, the CEO and chairman of Romanov conglomerate.” Aiden was stunned, he blinked his eyes a few times. Even though he didn’t watch the news, Aiden had heard a few things about the prestigious families in New York, with Romanov as the number one.“Cool right?” The old man laughed in happiness, seeing the stunned expression on his grandson’s face. “I guess that’s why he needs a lot of bodyguards.” Aiden thought out loud, seeing the darkened expression on Lorenzo’s face, he gasped. “Oops. I didn’t mean-”“You brat!” Lorenzo was fuming as he got to his feet. “Since I’ve found you, I can now retire to my private island and leave all the responsibilities to you.” The way Lorenzo’s expression could change in seconds amused Aiden.One minute he could be burning in rage, the next, he’s grinning like a fool. Just like that moment. “All I have to do is eat and sleep, I don’t have to worry about the company since this brat is here to take care of it.”Aiden was well aware that the Romanov conglomerate is made up of a chain of different businesses and companies. “You are not thinking of leaving all that work to me, right?”“What do you think? Wait till I inform the board of directors tomorrow. Those old fools would mourn, that that crazy old friend of mine, what’s his name, yeah! Kohler. Adam Kohler, I can’t wait to inform him that I’ve found the perfect heir. He would turn red in anger.” The old man kept talking to no one in particular, grinning at his inward thoughts. “Listen old man, I know nothing about running a business and you sure are not going to dump all your responsibilities on me.” Aiden commented exasperatedly.“Says who? It’s goodbye to my responsibility and hello retirement. I need to create a bucket list.”“You need a bucket list?” Aiden resisted the urge to roll his eyes.“Of course. Everyone has one, don’t you?”Aiden shook his head. “I never had a need for it.”“Ha! You snooze you lose.”“Old man is there anything else I need to be aware of?”“You have a brother.”“I have a brother?”“No need to worry about that brat, he’s adopted. The conglomerate still goes to you since you are my grandson.”Aiden shook his head, he was about to respond when a soft voice reached his hearing. “Daddy?” In the middle of the conversation, Zia was woken up by Lorenzo’s loud voice, she approached the living room but was too scared to go any further because of the bodyguards.“Sweetie, come here,” Aiden stood up and gestured to her with open arms. Zia ran to him as fast as she could and Aiden carried her before giving her a proper hug. “Eh, who did you steal this cute child from?” Lorenzo circled around the father and daughter pair, Zia shrunk into her father’s arms, hiding her face shyly. “Old man, this is my daughter. I didn’t steal her from anyone.”“I have another descendant!” The man burst into boisterous laughter. “Come here, let this old man give you a kiss.” He stretched out his arms in a bid to carry Zia.“Old man, don’t even think about it.” Aiden warned him, he held onto Zia tightly and stepped out of the man’s grasp.“What? I haven’t even punished you for making this old bones get tired from looking for and now you don’t want me to acknowledge my great grandchild?” He sniffed, before wiping tears from his eyes. “How can you be so mean to this old man?” Lorenzo returned to his seat. If business associate related to Lorenzo were to be present, they would be stunned silly by his act. His presence alone could cause employees to quake in their boots but here he was, acting like an aggrieved child. Aiden had no choice but to give in, he whispered into Zia’s ear before carefully dropping her, worried that she might break if he used too much strength.Zia looked at the old man with curiosity before approaching him, “Grandpa, do not cry.” She gently tilted her head to the side, one of her index fingers in her mouth as she smiled. Her expression was so cute. Even the bodyguards who were looking away indifferently, ignoring their master’s tantrums were moved by Zia’s childish appearance.“Grandpa won’t cry.” Lorenzo hurriedly wiped his face tears, he was ever excited but tried to restrain himself from grinning too much. “What is your name?” Lorenzo leaned to the young girl’s height, patting her head gently.“My name is Zia, I am five.” Zia made a display of counting her fingers to prove her words.Lorenzo started laughing again, he brought out a few items from his pocket. “You are so cute, let grandpa give you a gift. Pick your choice.” Of course he didn’t have chocolates in his pocket, but credit cards.Aiden’s eyes widened in surprise, Lorenzo had brought out seven cards with three different colors. Black, purple and platinum gold. The three card colors had different cash limit, with Platinum gold being the highest. Zia was attracted to one of the purple cards and immediately picked it. “Pretty!”“That’s my great grandchild. This color suits you perfectly.”“Old man, how come I don’t get to have a pick?” Aiden inquired.“You unfilial brat! You still address me as old man, what do you expect!” Lorenzo completely ignored Aiden and focused on Zia who was more interested in the card. “Finally, my family has a princess, a really cute one. I would see how that old man Adam would brag about his granddaughters. I would make sure he forks out a lot of presents for my family’s princess.”“ Since when did Zia become your family’s Princess?, she is still my daughter.” Aiden couldn’t help but tease the old man.“You! You- Do you want to anger me to death?”
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Chapter 228– The Dawn of Unity
The fortress, once cloaked in shadows of tyranny, now shone with the golden light of dawn. Smoke from battle still curled in the distance, but the air was filled not with cries of despair—but with the sound of hope reborn. The Romanov empire, scarred yet unbroken, breathed again.Aiden stood upon the great balcony of the throne room, overlooking the sea of hunters, soldiers, and villagers below. They raised banners not in fear, but in reverence—for the man who had returned from ashes to reclaim his destiny.Beside him stood Silvana, their newborn in her arms, Zia holding tightly to her mother’s gown. Their presence was not just symbolic—it was the reminder that everything he had fought for was flesh and blood, family and future.And then, through the great doors of the hall, came Lorenzo.The old man’s steps were slow, yet steady. His eyes glistened with unshed tears as he carried in his weathered hands the mantle of the Romanovs—the ancient crest that had symbolized the family’s domi
Chapter 227 – The Fall of Zain
The earth trembled with the sound of war drums. From the highest ridge overlooking the Romanov stronghold, torches burned like a sea of fire, stretching across the horizon. The hunters had gathered. Aiden Romanov stood at their front, armored in steel and resolve, his face a mask of focus. Tonight would not be another skirmish. Tonight was destiny.Behind him, Silvana held their newborn in her arms, Zia clutching tightly at her side. Though they remained in the safety of the hunters’ village, their presence fueled his resolve. Aiden whispered only once before leaving: “I return not as a ghost, not as a broken man,but as your shield.”The time had come to reclaim what was stolen.The hunters moved in disciplined formations, their chants echoing like thunder through the valley. Alongside them marched allies,families who had once been loyal to Romanovs but had abandoned Zain after his tyranny drove them to ruin. Every banner that rose bore the same symbol: not Zain’s crest, but Aiden’s.
Chapter 226 – Shadows at the Gate
The night in the hunters’ village was alive with the sound of hammers striking iron, bows being strung, and whispered chants of preparation. Fires burned in controlled pits, their smoke drifting toward the stars. For the first time in years, hope lived here,not a fragile ember, but a growing flame.Aiden Romanov stood at the heart of it all. Cloaked in black, his eyes burned with the calm of a man who had survived ruin and returned with purpose. Every command was precise. Every movement is measured. His fall had carved away arrogance, leaving something sharper,an edge no blade could match.But far beyond the village walls, another fire was being stoked,one of deceit.Zain’s Calculated BetrayalIn the Romanov mansion, Zain sat at a long table, maps spread before him, his finger tracing the borders of hunter territory. Around him, loyal generals waited, their faces grim.“My grandson believes himself clever,” Zain said softly, almost fondly. “He strikes caravans, steals wealth, and thin
Chapter 225 – The Trap and the Strike
The Romanov mansion had never felt colder to Bryden. Not because of the marble floors or the iron-boned windows, but because of the suffocating silence that came with Zain’s suspicion. Every servant’s glance lingered too long. Every guard’s step echoed like a warning.Bryden sat in the drawing room one late evening, the firelight flickering across his sharp features. He pretended to be absorbed in a book, but his mind was racing. He knew Zain was onto him. The man had ruled empires with paranoia as his compass; nothing slipped past him for long.And then it came,summons from his grandfather.Zain sat in the great chamber, a room adorned with relics of power: old banners, portraits of forefathers, and gilded trinkets stolen from fallen rivals. He looked every inch the emperor, though the lines around his eyes betrayed a man gnawed at by time and desperation.“Bryden,” he said, his voice silk over steel. “You’ve been… busy.”Bryden bowed his head. “I serve you, as always, Grandfather.”
Chapter 224 – The Storm Within
lThe Romanov mansion was too quiet. The kind of quiet that wasn’t peace but surveillance, as if every wall had grown eyes and every shadow whispered. Bryden had lived here long enough to know when he was being hunted—even if it was subtle, even if no blade had touched his throat yet.He sat at his desk, pretending to study old family records. His pen hovered above the paper, unmoving. His reflection in the polished glass of the cabinet across the room showed more than just his tired face—it revealed the faint flicker of movement at the corner of the doorway.They’re watching me.Zain was tightening his grip. Bryden could feel it in the shift of footsteps that lingered longer in the corridors, in the way guards who once ignored his comings and goings now greeted him with sharp nods and unblinking eyes. He left the mansion at night, but he never felt alone. He knew he was being shadowed, yet every time he turned, there was nothing.He clenched his fist. A mistake now could expose everyt
Chapter 223 – The Watchers’ Report
The Romanov mansion no longer felt like a home it had become a fortress under siege, ruled by suspicion. Zain sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his eyes shadowed by the dim light of the chandelier above. His posture was rigid, his fingers drumming against the polished surface as two of his trusted men stood before him. They had returned from the night’s duty—watching Bryden. “Tell me everything,” Zain’s voice cut through the silence like a sharpened blade. One of the men, a tall, scarred figure named Mikhail, bowed his head. “Sir, as instructed, we shadowed Bryden after he left the estate last night. He took the northern route, alone. No escorts, no explanation. He disappeared into the outskirts of the city for nearly two hours before returning.” Zain’s lips curled into something between a sneer and a smile. “And where exactly did he go?” The second man hesitated before answering. “We… could not follow too closely. He moved cautiously, as though aware of being watched.
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