All Chapters of The Lost Heir Of Sargent: Chapter 21
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DID YOU SEE THAT?
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"Young Master, are you prepared?" James respectfully asked Christian who is standing infront of the mirror being prepared to go to college after so many days.Christian let out a faint smile, "Yes!" "Let's go, young master," James said guiding Christian downstairs, though it's a common uniform of his college, it is unique in its style, most expensive fabric, every button of his shirt is pure 20 carats diamonds, most costly watch, everything on his body screaming richness.As he descended the stairs, his aunts, uncles and grandparents looked so happy and admiring him."You look so good, my boy," Amelia smiled caressing Christian's face."My grandson looks majestic in this uniform," Lord Sargent tapped on Christian's shoulder with a proud face.Charles immediately took out his mobile just to capture the photos of Christian, "Wonderful! I'll make these as a collection!""Send them to me," Edward requested Charles, while Betty and Liliana also joined, "Yes...yes, send to us also." Charl
ARE YOU TOO TIRED OF LIVING?
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"Chris, you monster!" Lucas shouted at Christian with an uncontrollable rage looking at Ivan knocked out unconscious, "I'll not leave you today." But before they could react, Christian felt another wave of strange power passing in him.It was like a current of energy coursing through his veins, uncontrollable, wild. His vision blurred, his head started throbbing with sudden pain.Greg and another guy, Lucas, were thrown backward as if an invisible force had knocked them off their feet. Their bodies crashed into the ground, rolling several feet before coming to a stop. Lucas groaned, clutching his ribs as he rolled over, his eyes wide with disbelief. Gregg coughed violently, trying to push himself up but collapsing back onto the floor. Gasps and whispers filled the air, "What just happened?" "How come Christian became so strong?"Christian gasped, stumbling back, as he checked his hands in surprise, "What the hell was that? What exactly did I do?" He didn’t have time to figure
WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO FOR YOU, YOUNG MASTER?
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"Pardon us, Mr. Charles!" Gregg’s father, Mr. Rison stammered, with a trembling voice, "How dare we mess with someone like you? We are sorry, please forgive us Mr. Charles." However, Gregg scoffed, crossing his arms, "Forgive? Dad, are you sure that you're not mistaken for him as some bigshot just because of his expensive suit and good looks?" Mr. Rison tried to pull back his son, but Gregg didn't stop, he continued, "Why are you begging this man, dad? He looks like some street side imposter that this fool dragged in to act like some bigshot, don’t fall for it." Gregg remained arrogant, until a harsh slap struck his cheek, Mr. Rison slapped him hard to knock some senses into his mind, since the man in front of them is Charles who can save even a dying man and also kill a healthy man without even moving his fingers, "You bastard, shut up!" Gregg looked stunned, his cheek burning from the slap, "Dad, did you just slap me because of these people?" "If you don't shut up now,
A GOOD BEGINNING
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"Suspension," Christian said firmly, "I want you to suspend everyone involved in this, they don't deserve to be in this college." At this moment, both Gregg and Lucas started to protest, while even principal started expressing his concern, "Suspension isn't a small thing young master, it has to be accepted by the committee and it's a huge process." "What do you mean by we don't deserve to be a part of this college?" Gregg shouted immediately, "Don't push your luck so far, Chris!" "You've no right to say this," Lucas also joined the argument, "Yes, it's you who fought with us, you beat us, in the end how can you complain against us like a victim?' Charles scoffed, cutting through their complaints with a single glare. "I know very well about my nephew, there's no way, he would have picked a fight unless provoked, you people got what you deserved, and don't you dare to raise your voice infront of my nephew!' "It's okay uncle," Christian said with a smile, "I've my explanation to sa
THEY AREN'T LYING
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"From here after, we don't invest in your company anymore Mr. Rison," the voice came from the other side of the call, "The compensation for the loss we have suffered, I advice you to pay back within a month, if not be ready to face consequences through a legal suit." Once the call ended, Mr. Rison’s face was red with fury, he kicked his son hard in the stomach. "I raised a disgrace! A white-eyed wolf! The pride and glory of the Rison family, everything ruined because of you, you bastard! Why on earth did I have son like you? You should've died right on the day you were born, you rogue!" Gregg groaned, clutching his stomach, but before he could recover, Mr. Carlton slapped Lucas harshly. "Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Do you know what kind of consequences I'm facing because of you and your foolish action My entire business empire gone! All because of you, you damn rascal! You messed with someone you shouldn't, and dragged out the entire family into this, how should I kill yo
I'VE BEEN TALKING TO A GHOST?
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"I'm so tired," Christian collapsed onto his bed with an exhausted sigh. His mind was a tangled mess of emotions, disbelief, surprise, and most of all, confusion. He traced his fingers over the cold surface of his amulet, a habit he had developed whenever he was troubled. "Mom gave you to me, you always made me feel warm even in absence of mom, but I never felt this before, I'm always hearing your voice whenever I'm in danger, to think of it as my imagination, things feel too real to be an imagination, if the voice I hear is real, then who are you? Why are you protecting me?" He muttered under his breath. For a moment, there was extremely silence. He checked the amulet once again with a frown, "what's wrong with me?" Then a strange feeling rushed through him, like an electric current passing down his spine."Are you there? Can you hear me?" He tried again, being a little hesitant.A deep voice responded, "Yes, I’m here." As Christian watched, the smoke formed into a tall ma
MY POWERS?
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"Hey kid, you can't just call me a ghost," the man sighed, shaking his head at Christian’s bluntness. "I'm a master and a warrior."Christian crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "A ghost is a ghost, once you're dead, you’re just a ghost, don’t you know that?"The man scoffed, tossing his long hair back dramatically. "Have you ever seen a ghost as handsome as me? I'm too handsome to be called as a ghost!"He smirked, clearly being proud of himself and his looks.Christian huffed inwardly after hearing his words, "Great, not just a ghost but a narcissistic ghost!" The man studied Christian’s indifferent expression and sighed, "Are you okay, kid? Why are you being so silent?"Christian barely lifted his head and gave him a bored look. "How can I be okay after knowing that the one beside me was a ghost?"The man chuckled at Christian's words, "You don't have to be scared of me, I won’t hurt you, your mom asked me to protect you."Christian frowned. "My mom? Are you that close to he
I'M DISAPPOINTED IN YOU DAD!
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"Suspension and disciplinary action, do you even know what exactly all these are Ivan?" Morris shouted at Ivan for the first time, "You've always been an obedient and kind child, but what's all these?"Ivan was silent with no response, as he couldn't find any words to speak.The living room of Adam's mansion is filled with tension, a place they used to chill out with comfort felt suffocating as Ivan standing in front of his father with heavy injuries, bruised face, and reddened eyes from crying.Teresa was standing closer to Ivan with a frustration evident face as she crossed her arms not understanding what was happening in their lives, before she could become happy that finally she got rid of Christian, other troubles started knocking on their door.Morris paced back and forth, his jaw clenched as he replayed the principal’s words in his head."Your son has messed with someone he shouldn't, even powerful people can't handle the wrath of those people, how can mere small families like
COUNTRY BUMPKIN!
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"The Sargent Legacy Unveiled: Grand Revelation of the Mysterious Heir!"The entire country buzzed with news of grand celebrations in Sargent's family, since after 20 years the doors of Sargent estate were going to open for visitors.An event designed to introduce their heir to the public. Every major news channel covered it, and headlines filled newspapers, discussing the mystery behind the heir’s identity.At the Sargent estate, the preparations were in full of excitement, the entire household was caught up in a whirlwind of activity, making sure every detail was flawless.Multiple designers surrounded Christian, taking his measurements for a custom-made suit. Finest silks with threads of gold, silver and platinum are placed in front of him, they're making sure that the suit he is going to wear is perfectly tailored to make him the star of the party.Betty and Liliana, his aunts, argued over the best diamonds and gems to use as buttons and cufflinks."These ones sparkle well during t
BY CHANCE, IS HE THE HEIR OF SARGENT FAMILY?
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"The estate of Sargent family is nothing but a paradise!" The guests looked excited to enter the Sargent mansion.For years, the Sargent family avoided the outer world, and had always been an enigma, its grand gates closed to the public for years, preserving the mysteries of their family and decided to live in isolation.But tonight, those gates officially opened welcoming the most powerful figures of the business world and underworld into a world of luxury and power.The grand hall was nothing short of heavenly. A massive chandelier, decorated with thousands of imported sparkling crystals worth millions, hung from the ceiling, casting a golden glow over the room. Expensive silk with hand made embroidery curtains draped the windows, their soft fabric fluttering slightly from the gentle breeze that entered through the balcony doors. Intricate gold and silver carvings adorned the walls, depicting tales of wealth and power. The floor beneath was pure marble, its surface reflecting t