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CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR AWKWARD CAR RIDE
“Why did you stop talking?” Zoey asked as she noticed that Ellis was lost in thought.He sighed. “To be honest, I’m just having an internal argument on the pros and cons of telling you this next part. I don’t know if you’ll see me as crazy for saying this.”“If you don’t want to tell me, I won’t push you. I understand that this is your personal family issue, and you need to sort it out, so I won’t get angry for not being told the whole story.” She reassured him.“This is the reason why I want to tell you, Zoey. I trust you. I just don’t know if you’ll believe me. What I want to say sounds ridiculous. Magic exists, and I cannot explain further unless you believe it.” He said to her, and her brows scrunched in confusion.“You need to explain it a bit more to me in order for me to form an opinion. What do you mean by magic exists? Do you mean like fantasy creatures, maybe vampires?” She asked.“Not really. Have you ever heard of cultivation? It’s a technique that can grant anyone great
CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR George
Ellis was not ready for the trouble that he was about to encounter. George and his small family had met him and Zoey on their way out and as they all — except Zoey — knew, George was going to start up something. Zoey didn't really know the extent of animosity that George had against Ellis. Ellis hadn't told her about it because it felt like something that should be resolved internally. The air was thick with tension as George accosted Ellis and Zoey just as he opened the door to Mr Cyrus's hospital room. George's face was flushed with anger, his eyes narrowed into slits as he jabbed an accusing finger at Ellis."How dare you show your face here ! You tried to kill him. Have you no shame?" George spat out, venom dripping from his words. He was about to repeat the very words that he always said to Ellis ever since Mr Cyrus's collapse. "My father was healthy as a horse until you came sniffing around. Now he's lying in that bed, clinging to life, because of you!"Lisa laid a hand on Geor
CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR BAD NIGHTMARES
The brightly lit room was nothing like what it looked like. An ordinary man would think it was a conference room, but it would take a second, close look to see the unusualness in the room. It was the vast vacuum that served as a location for the mage council. Another unusual sight to behold was the beautiful face of the maid, Yelena, who Ellis had seen, in the middle of the room. She stood before men and women who sat on a large, round table that took up great space in the room. She stood like someone who was being addressed. In Yelena's hand, was a small vial enclosed in an emerald coloured bottle. It was the degrading potion. One would wonder why Yelena held a degrading potion and stood before men and women of high standing, in a large room like that. The setting was normal, but also really abnormal. At first Yelena's face was down towards her feet, but now, she looked up at the people whose front she occupied, with a determined look in her face. Words were spoken, but most inaudib
CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR HALLUCINATIONS
Ellis had forgotten an important file he was supposed to submit to the hospital, so he went back to the Royale mansion to get it before he could visit his father. He had just entered the mansion when he began to hallucinate. It seemed almost like his nightmares were happening in broad daylight. He began to feel a sense of unease within the cavernous walls of the sprawling Royale mansion. First, he began to hear weird voices. As the only remaining Royale in the mansion after Marcus’s arrest and his father’s collapse, Ellis easily attributed his fears to his loneliness. But he was more than sure that something sinister was at play.At first, except for missing his father, Ellis had no problem with having the place to himself even after being accused of something he did not do. It was a good break from people. Well, until he found out about Yelena and it no longer was. He was beginning to believe Zoey, maybe there was a hex on the house. He had been relatively better when he was at Zoey’
CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR REGAINING HIMSELF
When Ellis regained consciousness, he found himself in a hospital room, with sunlight filtering through the blinds and the reassuring sounds of serenity filtering in from the hallway outside. A doctor in a crisp white coat was making notes on a clipboard, glancing up with a look of professional concern as Ellis stirred. "Ah, you're awake Mr. Royale. You've had quite an ordeal, it seems. The staff that brought you in seemed quite shaken." Ellis opened his mouth to respond, but no words would come out, his throat was parched. He was given some wanted, and then the doctor continued in a gentle yet matter-of-fact tone. "The cut on your head required stitches, and you suffered from dehydration, exhaustion, and malnutrition. But the biggest concern was your mental state - you appeared to be experiencing a psychotic break with auditory and visual hallucinations which was confirmed by the gardener that found you first. We were told that you appeared to be seeing things no one else could se
CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR THE EVIL IN THE HOUSE
Ellis could not tell the person behind his auditory and visual hallucinations, because of course, the doctors had attributed them to stress and loneliness. But in truth, someone was tampering with his mind. And it was Yelena. It had started as merely a game to Yelena - a bit of harmless mischief to amuse herself and scare Ellis, since she knew that Ellis had found out about her. Ellis himself did not know, but there was a bug in his own room that the technicians had not seen on the day that they saw the one in Mr Cyrus’s room. Apart from shape shifting, she possessed a unique gift, one that allowed her to reach into the minds of others and plant insidious whispers that could slowly erode their grips on reality. At first, she only used her powers sparingly while working as a maid at the vast Royale estate. A fleeting murmur in the ear of the house keeper to make her question if she had remembered to lock the windows. A hint of disembodied voices reaching one of the befuddled househo
CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR MEDITATIVE TRANCE
After recovering from his mental breakdown, Ellis swore to himself never to be a victim of it again. In order to fortify his mental barriers, he spent more time meditating. He got help from Zoey’s mage mother, though the woman hadn’t known that she was helping him. Because of the need for secrecy, Zoey didn’t tell her mother that Ellis needed help, she just asked her mother for tips on how to improve her meditation process. Her mother was a bit concerned, wondering why Zoey wanted to start meditating when Zoey had been adamant about not becoming a mage. But Zoey calmed her mother down by telling her it was just for yoga. He spent two days in complete meditative trance. He didn’t eat or drink water, or sleep. The Qi he was channelling slowed down his body’s normal function so he could survive without physical sustenance for that long. His mind was blank. The aim of this meditation was for him to clear his thoughts so he could focus on connecting to his father’s aura. Being close to hi
CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR CONTEMPLATIVE
"Ah, the pampered prince graces us with his presence," George snapped, seemingly regaining his usual recognizable composure. "I figured you'd wait for your spy to summon you before coming to show your face here.""Leave me alone, George," Ellis said wearily. He was tired after spending so long trying to wake his father.It had taken about an hour for Mr Crus to wake up after Ellis had woken from his trance. That was why they had enough time to get to the hospital to check if Mr Cyrus was finally awake, or if it would still take time for him to recuperate. George was taking away his joy at seeing his father awake, and selfishly ruining the moment. But George did not stop. "You do not care about my father. All you want is his money, which is why you abandoned him when he was sick and left him all to me to care for. How did you even know he was awake? He just got up. Isn’t that suspicious? Did you finally decide to release him from poison when you discovered that you wouldn’t get away w
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