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THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE
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I grew up with nothing just me, my mom, and the empty ache where a father should've been. I’d always thought he was some nameless stranger, long gone and dead. Then, right after I claw my way into this elite university on scholarship, my world shatters. Turns out my father wasn’t some faceless nobody he was William Cross, a billionaire, one of the world’s wealthiest men, and now he’s dead, leaving me his empire.It should’ve been a blessing, but it’s a curse. The “System” he left with his legacy gives me skills I desperately need but at a cost agonizing pain that feels like it’s tearing me apart from the inside. And now, as I stand alone, surrounded by powerful enemies who want me destroyed, I realize that inheriting billions might be the thing that finally breaks me.
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THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE The cost cost of Genius
Aidan sat in the corner of the lab, the fluorescent lights above buzzing softly, but all he could hear were the whispers. The sound of laughter, the taunts, and the cruelty of his classmates. It had been days since the offer from Dr. Harris, but even now, the words haunted him. “You don’t belong here, Aidan.” It echoed in his mind, the sharp sting of rejection still fresh.He clenched his fists. No. He belonged here. He belonged in the lab. He belonged in the world of machines, of code, of innovation. Not in their world. Not in the world of privilege, where people like Carl could toss their money around and decide who was worthy of being seen. They had everything. And Aidan? Aidan had nothing but his hands, his mind, and his determination. He’d spent his life building things from nothing, and he wasn’t going to stop now.The door to the lab creaked open, and Aidan didn’t even look up. He knew who it was.Carl. The same smug, arrogant voice that had tormented him since day one.“Workin
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE The forge of resolve
The days blurred together as Aidan buried himself deeper into his work. Pacific West University, with its pristine buildings and its elite student body, became the backdrop for his personal battle. Every lecture, every walk through campus, he could feel the mocking eyes of his classmates upon him. His clothes, always too worn and ill-fitting, were a constant reminder of the world he didn’t belong to. But Aidan never let their judgment touch him. In the depths of the robotics lab, he found solace. He found purpose.Every sneer, every laugh, every cruel remark became the fuel for his fire. They called him “robot boy” in the hallways. They shoved him aside in the cafeteria. Their words stung, but it was nothing compared to the anger he carried from his past—the anger of a life spent as an outsider, the rage that had simmered in him for years. And now, finally, he was using it.Aidan’s brilliance was undeniable. When it came to robotics and artificial intelligence, he was in a league of h
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE Spark of determination
Aidan stood alone in the robotics lab, the hum of the machines his only company. He’d been there for hours, his fingers a blur as he pieced together the delicate components of his latest creation. To the world, he was an outsider, an anomaly. To them, his clothes were nothing more than a joke, his awkwardness a source of amusement. But here, in the lab, none of that mattered. He was in control.Every beep and click of the machinery was his victory, his rebellion against the world that had so often cast him aside. He wasn’t like the other students, those who had been groomed for success since birth, surrounded by wealth, privilege, and opportunities he could only dream of. No, Aidan had nothing but his mind, his hands, and his determination. That was enough.As the days passed, the ridicule only grew. He became the punchline of every joke, the subject of every sneer. But Aidan didn’t care. His heart beat to the rhythm of progress. With every failure, every setback, he learned, adjusted
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE Rejection
Aidan had barely stepped foot onto the campus before the whispers started, before the looks of disdain turned into open cruelty. The students at Pacific West University had a way of making you feel small without ever having to say a word, and Aidan quickly realized that his scholarship was nothing more than a reminder of how different he was from them.He wasn’t like the other students who walked with the confidence of the privileged, their brand-new clothes and expensive accessories making it clear that they were born into a world of wealth. He wore the same jeans every day, his shoes worn and scuffed from years of use. His shirts were old, faded, a far cry from the designer clothes the other students wore. He didn’t fit into their world, and they let him know it every chance they got.The first few days on campus had been a blur of new faces, crowded hallways, and unfamiliar classrooms. But it didn’t take long for Aidan to realize that he didn’t belong here, not in the way the other
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE outcast
Pacific West University, with its towering buildings and pristine campus, was a world away from the crumbling streets he had grown up on. But that world, with its sprawling lawns and gleaming halls, welcomed him only as an outsider. The rich, the powerful—they saw him as nothing more than a charity case, a reminder that some kids didn’t belong. And Aidan could feel it in every step he took on campus, like the eyes of the privileged students were tracking him, judging him, wondering what he was doing there.Every day was a test. He’d walk to class with his head down, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. The looks he got, the whispered conversations that stopped as soon as he came near—he hated it. He could hear their mocking voices in his head: "Scholarship kid," they’d say. "Bet he doesn’t even know what it's like to have real money." Their laughter echoed in his ears long after they’d stopped, and the weight of it felt like a hundred pounds pressing down on him.It wasn’t just
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE CURIOUS
Aidan stared at the letter in his hands, disbelief written across his face. It had arrived earlier that morning, the heavy weight of it like a tangible presence in his life. He could almost hear the sound of the envelope tearing open as his fingers trembled with a mix of excitement and fear.Full Scholarship to Pacific West University.The words on the letter’s top edge were crisp, black, and formal, almost too surreal for him to process. He had been dreaming of an opportunity like this for as long as he could remember, but now that it was staring him in the face, he wasn’t sure how to feel. This was his chance to escape, to leave behind the small town and the memories of being the kid who never quite fit in, who always came second in a world that valued wealth and appearances over anything else.Yet, the thought of stepping into a place where everything was so foreign, so polished, was both thrilling and terrifying. The students at Pacific West were different. They had more than he c
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE The scholarship
The letter of acceptance to Pacific West University arrived on a rainy afternoon, its crisp envelope standing out starkly against the faded mailbox. Aidan’s hands trembled as he opened it, the words “Full Scholarship” leaping off the page. It was a dream he hadn’t dared to dream, a chance to escape the shadows of his small town and prove to the world—and himself—that he could rise above his circumstances.Pacific West University was a prestigious institution, a world of polished marble floors, towering libraries, and students dressed in designer clothing. To Aidan, it felt like stepping into another universe, one where the wealth and privilege he had always been excluded from were now on full display.---Aidan’s arrival on campus was anything but smooth. His thrift store duffle bag and second-hand clothes marked him as an outsider. Students glanced at him with mild curiosity, some with open disdain.“Hey, is that guy lost?” a blonde-haired student whispered to her friend as Aidan wal
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE shadows
The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm, golden light over the small town streets. Aidan sat on the front steps of the house, Clara’s warnings echoing in his mind. He had never seen her so shaken, her fear so palpable. The note, the photograph, the shadowy figure from the night before—all of it felt like pieces of a puzzle he wasn’t sure he wanted to complete.As a child, Aidan had grown used to being unseen and unheard. He had learned to navigate a world that seemed indifferent to his existence. The mocking laughter of his classmates still lingered in his memory, a sharp reminder of his inability to fit into their world of privilege.---At school, Aidan had been the perpetual outsider. His tattered clothes and shy demeanor made him an easy target. His shoes, with their worn-out soles and patched sides, drew cruel comments from his peers.“Hey, Aidan,” a boy named Caleb had sneered one day, pointing at his feet. “Did you get those from the garbage dump, or did they just fal
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE The weight of memory
The next morning, Aidan sat by the window, staring at the early rays of sunlight spilling onto the wooden floor. The house was silent, the kind of quiet that came after heavy words left wounds too raw to address. Clara had locked herself away in her room, and he hadn’t heard her stir since their confrontation the previous night.The photograph of William Cross remained on the table, a glaring reminder of the storm brewing beneath their fragile peace. Aidan traced the edges of the image, his thoughts drifting to Clara’s ominous words: “Some truths will destroy you. Let him go before it’s too late.”But how could he? The answers were so close now, tantalizing and maddening. Clara’s insistence on hiding the truth only made him more determined.As Aidan’s gaze shifted to the street outside, his mind wandered back to the years he’d spent trying to carve out an identity in a world that seemed hell-bent on keeping him invisible.---School had been a battlefield where Aidan learned the art o
