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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE DESPERATE PLEA
The room seemed to shrink around him as the weight of Marvin’s accusations bore down on him."But wait that is not all of it."Mr. Landon stood frozen as Marvin Richmond’s calm yet sharp words sliced through the air. Landon tried to maintain his smug demeanor, but Marvin’s revelations were hitting him hard.Marvin’s voice remained steady as he continued. “Let’s talk about those offshore accounts tied to your wife’s name. Clever move to hide your money, Mr. Landon, but not clever enough. You see, those accounts are flagged in certain international investigations. It wouldn’t take much for the governor—or the authorities—to connect the dots.”Landon’s expression tightened, his confidence started cracking under the weight of Marvin’s knowledge. But Marvin wasn’t done.“And then there’s that private ‘donation’ you made to secure the highway contract. I’m sure the governor would be thrilled to know just how generous you were—especially since it wasn’t exactly legal. Bribing government off
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A PLEA UNANSWERED: WAR DECLARED, SECRETS SECURED
Marvin’s faint smile faded as he stepped forward, his voice grew colder with each word.“Well said, Mr. Landon, but there’s a problem with that,” he began, his tone was calm yet sharp. “You see, when my distribution rights were suspended, I didn’t lash out immediately. I didn’t rush into revenge. Do you know what I did?”Mr. Landon remained silent, his unease was growing with every passing second.“I begged Victor Vayne,” Marvin continued, his words were laced with quiet fury. “I humbled myself and asked him to reconsider, to let this go. I even tried to fix the mistakes of the past—mistakes I admit were mine which happened to be the root cause of our problem. Do you remember his brother, Billy Vayne? The one I accidentally injured? I offered to cover his medical bills. I promised to sponsor his treatment, even a possible brain surgery. All of that, just to make amends.”Marvin paused, his gaze hardened as he recalled the moment. “But what did Victor do?” he asked, his voice was now c
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE UNSEEN HAND
Victor Vayne sat at his large mahogany desk, his office illuminated by the soft glow of LED panels embedded in the sleek, glass-paneled walls of Voltforge headquarters. The room was cool and silent, except for the faint hum of the central air conditioning. On his desk, a beer bottle clinked softly as he set it down, its condensation formed a small ring on the polished surface.Before him, multiple screens displayed live feeds from Voltforge’s various departments. Engineers tinkered with prototypes in the innovation lab. Analysts poured over charts and numbers in the data center. Customer care representatives answered calls with well-practiced smiles. The hum of productivity was clear, yet Victor found no solace in the efficiency of his empire.Victor leaned back in his leather chair, with the second bottle of beer in his hand. He took a slow swig, letting the bitter taste linger on his tongue. But no matter how much he drank, the knot in his chest refused to loosen.It had been fiv
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR EMPIRE UNDER SIEGE
Victor’s brows furrowed. He had personally approved that shipment. “What about them?”“They’ve been skimming off the profits,” Roland said flatly. “Twenty percent of the revenue they made from deliveries was pocketed instead of being submitted instead of leaving the full amount intact until they submitted everything to the company.”For a moment, Victor didn’t react. It felt like the words hadn’t quite registered. But then, like a match striking a fuse, his anger exploded.“They what?” Victor hissed, his voice was low but trembling with rage.“Yes, boss,” Roland continued, his tone was cautious. “They’ve been doing this for weeks, but this time, it’s worse. Twenty percent of the profits are missing. I’ve got the proof.”Victor’s grip on the phone tightened as his earlier anger combined with this fresh betrayal. His face darkened, the veins on his neck becoming visible. His chest heaved as disbelief, horror, and fury surged through him all at once.The betrayal was almost too much to
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR RAGE UNLEASHED 1
Victor’s fists slammed against the desk, rattling the items on its surface. His voice was sharp and filled with venom as he cursed under his breath.“Damn them! Damn those lowlife thieves! I trusted them to work for me, to be loyal, and this—this is how they repay me? By stealing from me?”Luis Tarejo, startled by Victor’s outburst, raised his hands in a placating gesture. “Victor, cálmate! What is going on? Tell me, hombre, what has happened?”Victor’s jaw clenched as he pushed his laptop across the desk toward Luis. His voice was cold and deliberate. “Take it. Watch this video.”Luis hesitated for a moment before leaning forward, with a face that was etched with concern. He took the laptop, his fingers were steady as he clicked play.The room was silent, save for the voices from the video. Luis’s expression darkened as he watched the two drivers laughing and talking about skimming profits. When the video ended, Luis slammed the laptop shut, and his face was a mixture of shock and an
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR RAGE UNLEASHED 2
Roughly two hours later, the sound of truck engines filled the air as a convoy of delivery vehicles rolled into the company headquarters.One by one, twenty trucks parked neatly in the company’s parking lot. The drivers climbed out of their trucks, each with different expressions—some tired, some curious, others just trying to stretch their legs after the long drive.The leader of the drivers, a stocky man named Raymond, stepped down from the first truck.He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, his face was tight with tension. As he looked around, he saw his colleagues chatting, laughing, or stretching, seemingly unaware of the storm that was about to hit.Raymond adjusted his cap, his mind racing, and then he raised his hand. His voice rang out loud and clear, cutting through the chatter.“Listen up!” he barked, his tone demanding attention.The voices of the drivers fell silent immediately. They all turned to look at Raymond, some frowning, others nervous. Th
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE BOLD DENIAL
The drivers exchanged uneasy glances, some turning to scan the group as though expecting Raymond to step forward at any moment. The silence grew heavier with each passing second as they shuffled uncomfortably.“Isn’t Mr Raymond here?” a young driver muttered under his breath, looking over his shoulder.“I thought he was right behind us,” another chimed in, as his brow was furrowed.The murmurs of confusion spread like wildfire. A few men called out Raymond’s name, their voices echoed in the spacious office, but no response came.After a few minutes of searching the group and glancing toward the door, it became painfully clear—Mr Raymond was not present.“He’s not here,” an older driver finally said, his voice carried a mix of disbelief and worry. “But he’s the one who told us to come here in the first place! He said it was an order from the boss.”“I could’ve sworn he was with us when we came in,” another driver added, scratching his head. “What’s going on?”The men exchanged confuse
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A JOKE GONE TOO FAR
The driver stepped forward, his face was pale, yet he clasped his hands tightly in front of him as if bracing himself for the storm ahead. His voice trembled with a mix of humility and desperation.“Mr. Vayne, with all due respect,” he began carefully, his gaze firmly on the floor, “we would never, ever think of you as a fool. Please, believe me when I say that. None of us here would dare to insult you or your intelligence.”Victor’s eyes narrowed, his arms were crossed as he stood like an immovable mountain. His silence pressed the driver to continue.“What you saw in that video,” the driver said, his tone pleading now, “was nothing but a skit—a stupid, drunken joke. We were… we were messing around after a few drinks. That’s all it was, sir. We would never harm the company or steal its money. It wasn’t serious.”Victor Vayne tilted his head slightly, his piercing gaze boring into the driver. “A skit?” he repeated slowly, his voice was calm yet filled with a dangerous edge. “You expec
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A HEART BEYOND LOGIC
Helena felt a deep, almost suffocating urge to open up to Marvin, to reveal everything that had been gnawing at her for so long.She wanted to tell him why she created the bioengineered humanoid, why she had taken such a dangerous and controversial step. The weight of her secret pressed down on her chest, and she could feel the truth bubbling up inside her, begging to be let out.But as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she quickly pushed it away. She could feel her heart race, her hands tremble slightly. She couldn’t. Not now. Not yet. She wasn’t ready.The urge to speak only grew stronger, though, until it hurt. It was like a tight knot in her throat, each second she held back feeling like it might strangle her.Helena took a deep breath, her eyes were narrowing as she turned her attention back to the pod. She needed to say something—anything—to distract herself from the overwhelming need to confess.She swallowed hard. “It’s made up of a variety of synthetic tissues and bio-g
THE SUSPENDED SECRET
Marvin blinked rapidly, forcing himself to snap out of whatever daze had taken hold of him. He cleared his throat, with his mind scrambling to recover, but instead, it went completely blank.He hesitated before speaking, rubbing the back of his neck. “Um… sorry, what question?”The words came out slower than he intended, and as soon as he said them, a wave of shame washed over him. He had just made a fool of himself.Helena’s brows lifted slightly. “Why are you acting weird?” she asked, tilting her head again. “I was asking how your mind training was.”Marvin exhaled, regaining some composure. “Oh, about that,” he said, quickly searching for the right words. “It was… good. I was glad to try something new. But that rabbit’s mind…” He paused, shaking his head. “It was unstable. Like a quantum particle in a superposition state—constantly shifting, unpredictable, and impossible to pin down.”Helena’s lips curved into a small smile. “That makes sense,” she said. “A rabbit’s thoughts flick
CRACKS IN CONTROL
Two hours had passed.Marvin sat on the metal stool, his back was slightly hunched. His mind felt like it had been stretched and pulled in all directions, yet he still wasn’t sure if he had truly connected with the rabbit. He had tried—really tried—but all he got were flashes of movement, strange impressions, and faint emotions that vanished as quickly as they came.The Prime Minister watched him for a moment before finally speaking.“You did your best,” he said, his voice was even. “It wasn’t perfect, but that’s expected. You will return here tomorrow.”Marvin exhaled, rubbing his temples. He was exhausted, but he nodded anyway. “Alright.”He stood up, adjusting his woollen jacket. As he turned towards the door, he cast a quick glance at his uncle, Christopher Richmond, who had been silently observing from the corner of the lab. With a subtle dip of his head, Marvin muttered, “Thank you, Uncle.”Before he could take another step, the Prime Minister’s voice stopped him.“There’s som
MIND OVER MATTER
Marvin blinked in disbelief, his gaze shifted between the Prime Minister and the rabbit in the cage. His mind struggled to process what he had just heard.“Do rabbits think?” Marvin blurted out, his voice was laced with skepticism. “For goodness' sake, they are animals!”The Prime Minister chuckled softly, folding his hands behind his back. His piercing blue eyes held a glint of amusement.“Oh yes, Marvin, rabbits do think,” he said confidently. “They may not think like humans, but their minds are constantly at work.”Marvin raised an eyebrow, still unconvinced.The Prime Minister continued, raising one finger. “First, rabbits remember faces. If you are kind to them, they recognize you and respond positively. But if you harm them, they will avoid you or even act aggressively.”He raised a second finger. “Second, rabbits feel emotions. They experience fear, joy, and even loneliness. If a rabbit loses its companion, it can become sad and refuse to eat.”A third finger went up. “Third,
THE TEST OF A SILENT RABBIT
Marvin’s mind was spinning. His whole body felt numb, and his thoughts raced a million miles an hour. But despite the overwhelming confusion and disbelief, he managed to murmur a shaky, “Yes.”The Prime Minister gave a slight nod, his piercing blue eyes never leaving Marvin's face. He motioned toward a chair set off to the side, one that looked far too advanced for a normal piece of furniture.“Please, have a seat,” the Prime Minister said, his voice was calm and patient, as if nothing extraordinary had just happened. “We will begin shortly.”Marvin’s legs trembled slightly as he walked to the chair. The seat seemed to hum with some kind of energy, almost as if it were alive, waiting for him. He hesitated for only a moment before sitting down, as his body was stiff with anticipation.The Prime Minister then pulled out a small, metallic object from a metallic of briefcase. It was a pair of sleek, black earplugs, unlike any Marvin had ever seen before. The earplugs seemed to shimmer
THE PHANTOM ARRIVAL
The sleek black car rolled to a smooth stop in front of Uncle Christopher’s mansion. Marvin took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He stepped out, with his polished shoes clicking against the tiled driveway. His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings. Something felt… off.Where were the security guards?Since the prime minister was inside the mansion it was supposed to be heavily guarded. But no, it was too quiet. No armed men. No patrols. Just the grand building standing tall under the morning sun.As he walked towards the entrance, the doors swung open before he could even knock. A well-dressed butler, his posture straight as an iron rod, gave a polite bow.“Master Marvin, welcome. Please, follow me.”Marvin nodded and stepped inside. The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of polished wood and expensive cologne.The butler led him through the long, marble-floored hallway, until they reached a set of heavy steel doors.With a soft beep, the doors slid open, revealing Uncle Christ
MIND OVER MATTER
Marvin took a deep breath, his mind struggling to process the Prime Minister’s words.Mind reading?Could he really develop such an ability? The very idea made his chest tighten. He had pushed himself beyond human limits, unlocking abilities that others could only dream of. But reading minds? That was an entirely different level.If what the Prime Minister said was true, this training would change everything.He couldn’t afford to hesitate. He had come to far to back down now. The prime minister had registered enough trust for him to back down now.If mind reading was the key to fulfilling his mission, then he had no choice but to embrace it.Marvin clenched his fist, pushing away his doubts.“Understood, Your Excellency,” he said firmly. “I’ll be there at ten.”The Prime Minister didn’t respond. The line went dead.Marvin let out a slow breath and placed his phone on the table. His body still ached from last night’s passionate encounter with Stella, but he pushed the thought aside.
BETWEEN LOVE AND DUTY
A faint glow from the city lights seeped through the hotel curtains, casting soft shadows over the room. The air was thick with warmth and the lingering scent of passion from the night before.Marvin stirred, with his body shifting against the soft sheets. As he blinked his eyes open, his mind was still clouded with the memories of last night—Stella's soft skin against his, the way her body had trembled under his touch, the way she had whispered his name over and over in the dark.But something else struck him at that moment—he was completely naked.His heart pounded as he slowly turned his head to the side. There she was—Stella. Still asleep.She lay there peacefully, her bare skin was illuminated by the dim light, her chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Strands of her hair were sprawled across the pillow, and her lips were slightly parted as she breathed softly.Marvin’s breath caught in his throat.What had they done?He already knew the answer. They had made love.
BREAKING POINT THE FIRE WITHIN
Stella’s fingers gripped Marvin’s wrist tighter, and her heart raced as she slowly stood up. She pulled him gently towards her, with her breath catching in her chest. Her eyes were locked onto his, and in that moment, she couldn’t hold back any longer. The words she had kept hidden for years, buried deep inside her, came rushing out."Marvin," she whispered, her voice was trembling with raw emotion. "I’ve always had a crush on you. Ever since high school." She let out a shaky breath. "I was always fascinated by how you would help your father with his business. You were so strong, so capable, and I couldn’t help but admire you."Marvin’s confusion grew, with his brow furrowing slightly. This wasn’t what he had expected. He thought this was about the way he had ignored her, the way he had made her feel unappreciated. But now, hearing her words, he felt something else stir in him—something he couldn’t quite place.Stella took a shaky breath before continuing, her voice softening, fil
