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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A CHANCE ENCOUNTER 1
Marvin and his assistant, Kenney had visited the Neovalle college of technology and they sat in the office of Dr. Gideon Barnes, an experienced engineering professor of the university. The room smelled of old books and faint machine oil, with blueprints and mechanical tools scattered across the desk. The walls were lined with framed certificates, awards, and sketches of complex machines.Dr. Barnes, a tall man with graying hair, leaned forward, looking at Marvin with deep interest. "So, you want to build a machine that can extract solar energy efficiently?" he asked, his voice was steady but curious.Marvin nodded. "Yes, professor. I’ve already developed some prototypes, but I need better tools and a more refined design to move forward."Dr. Barnes smiled knowingly. "I see you’re ambitious, Marvin. That's good. Now, if you're serious about this, you’ll need to focus on a few key areas. First, you’ll need high-efficiency solar cells—something beyond what’s available in regular market
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A CHANCE ENCOUNTER 2
Kelly took a deep breath and began to explain, her voice was still shaky. "I’ve been working on this project for months. It’s for the practical exams organized by the school. “I need to pass this. It’s the only way I’ll get the scholarship.” She paused, her fingers were lightly touching the wind-powered generator in her lap. "But every time I show it to my supervisor, he rejects it. He says it’s not good enough for the exam, and I need this scholarship more than anything."Marvin listened carefully, his curiosity started growing. "May I ask why you really need this scholarship?" he asked gently.Kelly looked down at the floor, with her voice becoming even softer. "It’s the only way I can continue my education. Without it, I’ll have to drop out of school, and I’m so close to finishing my school because I am about to enter my final year."Marvin thought for a moment. "I see. Your parents can’t afford to keep paying for your education?"Kelly shook her head, with tears forming again. "N
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE ARROGANT LANDLORD
The landlord, Mr. Charles Loucke, arrived at the orphanage, flanked by two muscular men. His face was red with anger as he marched to the front door. He banged on the entrance hard, making the door shake. "Craig! Mr. Craig! Come out before I break down this door!" he yelled, his voice was echoing through the yard.He banged again, even louder. Just then, Mrs. Martha Craig, Kelly’s guardian, opened the door. She looked up at Mr. Charles with innocent eyes, trying her best to stay calm."Good afternoon, Mr. Charles Loucke," she greeted him quietly."Why were you all taking so long to answer me, huh?" Mr. Charles bellowed, glaring at her."I’m sorry, Mr. Charles. We didn’t mean to delay, we were—""Shut your mouth!" Mr. Charles cut her off angrily. "I don’t have time to hear your excuses."He stepped closer, towering over her. "Now, where is your husband?""He’s not here right now," Martha replied. "He went to work."Mr. Charles narrowed his eyes. "So, I suppose he left my money with yo
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A DEBT TOO HEAVY
Just then, Mr. Craig arrived at the orphanage on his old scooter. As he rode up to the house, he noticed Mr. Charles Loucke standing in front of the entrance, glaring at Martha and Marvin. Quickly, he parked his scooter, removed his helmet, and switched off the engine. Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed over to Mr. Charles, breathing heavily from his hurry. "Good afternoon, Mr. Loucke," he said, his voice was tired but respectful. "I apologize for keeping you waiting. Here—" Mr. Craig reached into his bag and pulled out a bundle of cash. "I just got my salary, and this is half of it. Five thousand dollars. Please, bear with us a little longer. I promise we’ll pay you everything we owe." Mr. Charles’s face twisted with disdain as he looked at Mr. Craig, as if he were something unpleasant he had stepped in. Martha’s face tightened with worry, and she grabbed her husband's arm. "Craig," she whispered urgently, her eyes were full of concern. "If you give him half of you
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A FRACTURED FAITH
As Mr. Craig entered the room, he saw his wife, Martha, sitting on the edge of the bed, her shoulders were shaking as she cried. He felt a pang in his chest and moved quietly to her side, placing a gentle hand on her back.“Martha,” he whispered with a soft voice. “Why are you crying?”She looked up at him, her eyes had already turned red and it was filled with pain. She sniffled and wiped her face, trying to steady her voice. But the words tumbled out, heavy with frustration.“Why do you let people treat you this way?” she began, with her voice breaking. “Ever since we decided to take care of these orphaned children, our lives have been so hard. The money from your job and even the small amount of money we get from the government isn’t enough to take care of them.”Mr. Craig sighed and tried to calm her. “Come on, Martha. That’s no reason to cry. This is a mission—a good work we’re doing. We’re doing it because we have kind hearts. Yes, there are challenges, but that’s just part of
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR LOCKED DOORS AND HEAVY HEARTS
The next two days passed with Marvin spending long hours in the orphanage library, working alongside Kelly on her wind-powered generator. He taught her new techniques and explained some key principles of physics that would make her project more efficient. They adjusted the angle of the blades, improved the wiring, and made changes that allowed the generator to capture even a small breeze more effectively. With each improvement, Kelly’s confidence grew.Kelly was focused, watching every step Marvin took and noting down his explanations. She asked questions whenever she didn’t understand something, and Marvin patiently explained everything until it made sense to her.On the second afternoon, as they were deep in their work, Mr. Craig, walked in quietly, not wanting to disturb them. He watched them for a moment with a gentle smile, admiring the dedication both of them were showing."Hmmm, you’ve begun your project work, huh?" Mr. Craig said softly.Kelly looked up, smiling. "No, Dad,
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE LOCK AND THE NOOSE
The gurgling sounds from behind Mr. Craig's door grew louder and more frightening. Marvin, Kelly, and Mason stood frozen for a moment, as fear spread across their faces."We need to do something! How do we open this door?" Marvin said, as his voice was tense.Kelly’s face was pale, her hands started shaking as she held onto her crutches. She looked around, confused and panicked. "I… I don’t know," she stammered. "The spare key to the room is with Momma, and Mr. Craig usually has the master key to all the rooms."The air was thick with worry, and each passing second felt like an eternity. Finally, Mason spoke up. "I could run to Momma’s shop and tell her we need the spare key."Kelly looked at him, with hope flickering in her eyes. "Yes, Mason! Go to Momma’s shop, now! Hurry!" She urged him, her voice was shaking.Without another word, Mason turned and dashed out of the house, running as fast as he could toward the sewing shop.As the sound of Mason’s footsteps faded, Kelly’s worry g
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A BREATH AWAY
His body was limp, and his face was ashen, eyes half-lidded and unfocused. His hands twitched faintly, his fingers scraping weakly against the air as he struggled to draw in a shallow, rasping breath."No!" Kelly screamed, dropping her crutches and stumbling forward, reaching desperately toward her father. "Papa! Papa, please!"Marvin grabbed her arm, his own heart was pounding wildly, trying to keep her back. "Kelly, wait—he’s still breathing! We can save him!"Kelly’s gaze snapped to him and her eyes were brimming with tears, hope was warring with terror on her face. Together, they lunged forward. Marvin climbed onto a nearby chair, his hands were shaking as he struggled to reach the knot around Mr. Craig’s neck. Kelly, gasping through her sobs, steadied the chair for him, gripping it as tightly as her trembling hands would allow.“Hurry, Marvin!” she cried, her voice was breaking. “Please—hurry!”The knot was tight and stubborn, digging cruelly into Mr. Craig’s neck. Marvin’s fi
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KNEEL BEFORE THE TRUE HEIR
Daniel’s eyes widened in fear. He shook his head violently.“No… no, stop… stop this!” he said out loud, stumbling back.But Marvin’s eyes didn’t blink.His stare held Daniel in place.Still glowing.Still deep.Still commanding.“Bow to me, Daniel,” Marvin’s voice echoed again—this time louder in his head.“In front of everyone here.”Daniel gasped.He clutched his head with both hands, falling to his knees.His face was full of horror.“No! Don’t do this! Please!” he begged.But the command had already been planted.Like a seed in the soil of his mind.Daniel’s body moved against his will.He began to lower his head.The Richmonds all stood frozen.Nobody spoke.Nobody dared.Mr. Richmond’s eyes were wide.Even Martha was trembling, holding her children close.And slowly… in full view of every Richmond present…Daniel bowed.His head touched the ground.His voice cracked as he whispered: “I… I submit…”And Marvin?He still hadn’t said a single word out loud.He simply stood there… w
FACE THE ONE YOU CAST AWAY
Daniel stood frozen, his knees were weak, as the man in the silver suit stepped fully into the open.His heart skipped a beat.His lips trembled.His entire body began to shudder.“No… no, this can’t be,” Daniel muttered, stumbling backward, his voice was barely a whisper.But it was real. It was him.Marvin.The same Marvin they had all cast aside.The same Marvin they had forgotten.The same Marvin who was once told he wasn’t worthy of the Richmond name just because his synapticore force wasn't awakened.And now… he had returned.Dana Orion’s eyes widened as her hand flew to her mouth. “Marvin?” she gasped.Her voice cracked under the weight of disbelief.Martha’s eyes narrowed, blinking rapidly as if her mind couldn’t accept the truth her eyes were seeing. “It’s… it’s him… It’s really him,” she said.Around them, the other Richmonds gasped and exchanged hushed whispers.Shock rippled across their faces like a wave crashing over the mansion.“But… how? Didn’t Father banish him?” a y
THE ARRIVAL OF POWER
The sun hung low in the Westwood sky, casting a warm, golden hue over the bustling city.The air, as usual, was thick with anticipation as the convoy made its way down the busy streets.The blaring sirens of the lead vehicles cut through the noise of the city, commanding the attention of everyone in their path.The streets were cleared quickly, pedestrians stepping aside to watch in awe as the parade of vehicles passed.At the forefront of the convoy were five desert patrol vehicles, their engines roaring as they cruised down the wide, well-maintained roads. These vehicles were designed for both speed and strength, built to withstand even the harshest of conditions.The enforcers riding atop these vehicles stood tall and proud, with their Synapticore marks glowing fiercely on their foreheads, visible to anyone watching. They were the protectors, the ones who could detect any strange movements, and they were on high alert, ready to repel any attempt at kidnapping or harm that may be
HER WORTH, HIS CHOICE
Marvin looked at her for a moment, silently he just stared at her.Then a slow smile crept across his face.“Is it because of that you’re keeping such a face?” he asked gently.Helena didn’t answer. She looked away, biting her lip. The sparkle in her eyes was gone.Without another word, Marvin pulled her into a tight embrace. His arms were wrapped around her like a shield.“You… you’re really the love of my life,” he said with a chuckle. “Such a jealous dragon—keeping your prince charming all to yourself.”He laughed softly, hoping to crack her mood.But Helena’s face remained serious, her body was still tense in his arms.Marvin knew her silence was louder than any word. So, his tone changed.“Helena,” he said, brushing her damp hair away from her cheek. “Listen to me. My journey to Westwood isn’t just some wild adventure. It’s for something big. Something powerful.”She glanced up at him, still unsure.“There’s a resource,” he continued. “It’s rare and it is found only in Westwood.
LOVE AND LEGACY
FOUR DAYS LATER…The large TV screen on Marvin’s wall glowed with a bright image.News anchors were speaking quickly, but the real heat was coming from the analysts sitting at the round table. A live economic debate was on.“…there’s no denying it anymore,” one analyst said, pointing to the chart behind him. “Helios Enterprise has once again seen a shocking boom in the last 72 hours. Investors are rushing in, and demand for their new solar-based tech is through the roof!”“Exactly,” another added. “People are turning away from fuel-based power systems, gas generators, and even wind turbines. Helios’ solar products are more affordable, portable, and last longer.”“Especially their solar-battery drones, sun-powered vehicle chargers, and the new solar refrigeration boxes for hospitals and farms,” a third chimed in. “These aren’t just gadgets… they’re game changers!”Marvin smirked.He was lying in bed, naked, tucked under a light sheet. His body was well-built, and his mind sharper than
WHEN POWER CALLS HOME
Mr. Richmond was caught off guard.He blinked, his mouth was slightly open, as if the question had struck a nerve he didn’t expect to be touched.He looked away for a moment, then back at Marvin.“I…” he began, then sighed. “I won’t lie to you.”He rubbed his fingers together nervously, the rabbit was still resting on Marvin’s desk like a silent witness to their tension.“Yes. I want something too.”His voice lowered, honest now.“I don’t want to miss out on the Astralyte benefits. As you know I’ve been cut off from the power families, my company have been hit with numerous sanctions and not just that, my name has been dragged through the mud... but if Astralyte becomes the new standard—if it fuels everything—then the fifteen percent you are due annually from our partnership would improve.”He paused, calculating his next words carefully.“The other family heads are not as efficient in research and discovery like us the Richmond. We Richmonds would have an edge when we too get to bene
FATHER OR OPPORTUNIST?
Mr. Richmond stayed quiet for a moment, then took a deep breath.“I came to—”“Eight seconds,” Marvin said flatly, not letting him finish.Mr. Richmond raised a hand, his voice was now more pleading.“Alright, alright,” he finally said. “I’ll talk.”He paused, adjusting the rabbit in his arms.“A new resource has been discovered in Westwood. Something big. Something powerful. But the Richmond family… we were restricted from tapping into it.”Marvin’s eyes didn’t blink.“You mean the subject topic for recent WG-8 Summit,” he said calmly. “I know about that.”Mr Richmond leaned on his seat, his tone was cutting like a knife.“The Richmond family was restricted… because of your greed.”Mr. Richmond gave a slow nod, breathing in deeply.“I agree to that fact,” he said. “But—”“So you want me,” Marvin cut in again, “to help you get back the license… to be part of the beneficiaries of the Astralyte?”There was a pause. Mr. Richmond nodded slightly, like a man admitting his crime.“Yes,” he
OLD WOUNDS NEW GAMES
It was him.Mr. Richmond. His father.A silence filled the room, thick like fog.“What are you doing here?” Marvin asked in a cold tone.His voice was low, calm, but sharp.The older man gave no answer—only a quiet smile, as if he had been waiting for this moment all along."Hello Marvin."Mr. Richmond rose slowly from his seat, still holding the twitching rabbit in his lap. He took a step forward and gave Marvin a warm look.“You’ve grown into a fine man,” he said with a calm voice. “How are you doing, son? By the way I must say… I’m truly impressed by what you’ve built here. The designs, the systems, the team—everything is remarkable. You’ve really done well with your company.”Marvin didn’t say a word. He walked past his father without looking at him.“Follow me,” he said in a low, controlled tone.Mr. Richmond followed behind, still cradling the rabbit in one arm as they moved through the glass doors into Marvin’s private office.The newly refurbished room was large, modern, and f
SOLAR VEINS SILENT WARS
Later That Morning, Marvin walked out of the Aurora Grand Hotel in a crisp black suit. His face was calm, but his eyes were focused. A black electric SUV waited outside with tinted windows and a private driver already standing by.As the car sped through Neovalle’s busy streets, Marvin stared silently at the city. Skyscrapers glistened, people rushed to work, and large solar panels decorated many rooftops — most of them built by his company.Soon, the vehicle arrived at the heart of the city: the Helios Enterprise Main Tower.The security guards at the gate stood tall and saluted him as he passed.Inside, the lobby was filled with activity — workers typing on smart tablets, digital assistants guiding visitors, and a large hologram in the center showing the latest updates of Project SolNova.The Project SolNova was a name that now echoed across every floor of Helios Enterprise like a prophecy in the making.Phase Two had just begun.The goal? To complete what Marvin once described as
