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REBORN: AWAKENING OF THE INCREDIBLE HEIR OF THE BLACKWELL'S Chapter 27
Victor Montgomery leaned back in his leather seat, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest as the plane descended toward the runway. His eyes gleamed with cold satisfaction, his mind already a step ahead. Anderson thought he could outsmart me? The thought amused him. He had waited patiently for this moment, and thanks to Raul, his most trusted assistant, everything had fallen into place perfectly. Raul had delivered valuable information: one of the Blackwell guards had cracked, spilling every detail of Anderson’s so-called master plan. It was laughable, really. Anderson, with all his resources, had failed to account for the one thing Victor excelled at—predicting the unpredictable. While Anderson thought everything was under control, Victor’s men were already in Germany, waiting for Lena’s arrival. The jet touched down with a soft thud on the runway. Victor adjusted his suit jacket, smoothing out the creases as he stood. He cracked his neck, his movements deliberate, unhurri
REBORN: AWAKENING OF THE INCREDIBLE HEIR OF THE BLACKWELL'S chapter 28
The night was unusually quiet in the Montgomery estate. Amelia paced the room, her heart pounding as if it carried a secret she could no longer bear. She paused by the window, staring at the darkened horizon. The reflection in the glass revealed her own haggard face, worn down by the weight of years—years of lies, deceit, and manipulation. Amelia turned from the window and beckoned her maid, her voice colder than usual. "Where is my son?" The maid hesitated, knowing the answer might unsettle her. "Madam... Victor is in Germany." Amelia’s breath hitched. "Germany?" she repeated, her mind racing. What was he doing there? Why wasn’t she informed sooner? The maid nodded, clearly sensing the tension in her mistress. "Yes, Madam. He’s been overseeing matters personally." Amelia waved the maid away with a dismissive hand. "Fetch me some ink and paper. I need to write a few letters tonight." "Yes, Madam," the maid curtsied and swiftly left the room. As soon as the door clicked shut, A
REBORN: AWAKENING OF THE INCREDIBLE HEIR OF THE BLACKWELL'S Chapter 29
Amelia arrived at the hospital for what was supposed to be a routine check-up. As she sat on the examination table, her doctor frowned at the results on his clipboard.“Mrs. Montgomery, you haven’t taken your medication for the last month,” the doctor said, looking up with concern. “This is serious.”Amelia waved her hand dismissively, cutting him off. “I don’t need it. Don’t you see? I’m perfectly fine without all those pills.”The doctor sighed. “Amelia—”Enough!” She snapped, her voice ice-cold. “I’ve lived long enough to know what my body needs.” She slid off the examination table, grabbing her purse as she stormed toward the door.The doctor watched helplessly as Amelia left the room, her stubbornness an unmovable force. Outside, Amelia entered her car, her mind already far from the doctor's warnings. But as the door closed and the engine started, an unfamiliar voice greeted her from the front seat.“Who are you?” she demanded, her eyes narrowing as she saw a man in the backseat.
REBORN: AWAKENING OF THE INCREDIBLE HEIR OF THE BLACKWELL'S Chapter 30
Victor stormed into the Montgomery estate, fury radiating off him with every step. His voice echoed through the grand hall, cutting through the tension in the air like a knife. “Where is her driver?!” The men flanking him froze in place, exchanging nervous glances. One of them pointed to the trembling chauffeur standing by the corner, eyes wide in terror. Without hesitation, Victor reached into his jacket, pulling out a sleek black gun. He aimed it with deadly precision and fired. The shot rang out sharply, reverberating through the silent house. The driver collapsed to the floor, his lifeless body falling with a dull thud. “Useless!” Victor screamed, his voice hoarse with rage. “All of you! Useless!” His breath came in ragged bursts as he glared at his men, his chest heaving. He couldn’t stop the storm raging inside him. He needed answers, and he needed them now. “Have you tracked her location yet?” His voice was low now, but the danger in his tone was unmistakable. The men b
REBORN: AWAKENING OF THE INCREDIBLE HEIR OF THE BLACKWELL'S Chapter 31
Anderson sat up in bed, staring blankly into the shadows that stretched across the room. The Blackwell Estate, usually a sanctuary, felt like a suffocating cage tonight. No matter how he tried, sleep evaded him. His mind was heavy with thoughts—his mother's past, His other mother's death, Victor's endless schemes, and the newfound weight of his identity as Anderson Blackwell. He sighed, running his hand through his hair, and decided to take a walk, hoping the cold halls of the estate would clear his head. The estate was eerily quiet at this hour. The chandeliers hung like ghosts above his head, casting long, pale shadows on the walls. He wandered aimlessly, his footsteps barely making a sound against the marble floors. Somehow, he ended up in the library, the one place that always drew him in when he felt lost. As he walked past the towering shelves, something caught his eye—an old, ornate bookshelf that seemed slightly out of place. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and
REBORN: AWAKENING OF THE INCREDIBLE HEIR OF THE BLACKWELL'S Chapter 32
Three nights before Jacob Montgomery's death, a spirit roamed the earth in silence. Andrew—once known as a simple café boy—had died. His death had come without warning, but what followed was far more chilling. After his passing, his spirit lingered, restless, and wandering. He drifted aimlessly through cities and fields, unaware of the time that had passed. When the fateful moment came for his soul to return to his body after a week, his body was gone. Panic surged through him as he searched in vain. He couldn't find it. His body, his very own vessel, had vanished. There was no peace in this limbo, only a strange pull toward something he couldn’t understand. The pull eventually led him to a mansion. Something about this place felt familiar, more like Déjà vu. He couldn't place the exact connection, but the sensation gnawed at him. Was it the architecture? The smell of old wood? He drifted further, drawn by an invisible force until he found himself attached to a specific room. It wa
REBORN: AWAKENING OF THE INCREDIBLE HEIR OF THE BLACKWELL'S Chapter 33
43 hours had passed, and an eerie silence enveloped Anderson’s hideout. Shadows filled the room, with only faint moonlight breaking through the cracks in the old walls. Two spirits hovered above a single body lying on the floor. The atmosphere was thick with unspeakable tension. One spirit tormented the other, while the other sulked in guilt.Anderson’s spirit circled around Jacob’s fading ghost, grinning maliciously. He seemed to feed off Jacob’s misery, his voice dripping with cruelty as he sneered, “You’re no different from the man who killed you, are you? A thief.”Jacob’s spirit recoiled, his pale form flickering slightly. The accusation stung, but it wasn’t the first time Anderson had spat those words at him. The guilt weighed heavily on him, but he couldn’t find the strength to speak. Not yet.Anderson's spirit floated closer, his cold, lifeless eyes locking onto Jacob’s. “What makes you think you’re better than Victor, huh? You framed someone else for a death that wasn’t even
REBORN: AWAKENING OF THE INCREDIBLE HEIR OF THE BLACKWELL'S Chapter 34
Jacob’s spirit floated uneasily, watching Anderson’s malicious grin with growing apprehension. The tension between them was palpable, and the eerie silence of the hideout only amplified the pressure. A chilling laugh escaped Anderson's lips, mocking the unresolved silence.“What’s so funny?” Jacob’s spirit demanded, his ethereal voice echoing with frustration.Anderson’s grin widened, his eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction. “You’re asking why? Why do I hate her so much? Why do I want Aunt Evelyn dead?”Jacob’s spectral form narrowed his eyes. “You haven’t told me anything. But I know this hatred you carry runs deep. What’s your endgame?”Anderson circled him, his form flickering ominously with each step. “Oh, Jacob, the clock’s ticking. You’ve got hours left, and you’re still here, questioning me. It’s amusing. Time is a luxury you no longer possess.”Jacob’s patience thinned. “You’re stalling, Anderson. So, why don’t you get to the point already? You’ve been haunting me, tormenting
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