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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR COUNTING THE COST
Victor tightened his grip on Lucien's collar, and his face twisted with fury. “Now, does it look like the batteries blew up within twenty-four hours?” His voice was loud and sharp, echoing through the blackened warehouse.Lucien’s eyes darted nervously, sweat started dripping down his temple as he stammered, “I...I don’t know, boss! Please, I...I did my research, and I made my calculations before I gave the warning. The batteries were supposed to blow up after twenty-four hours.”Victor’s eyes narrowed, burning with anger. He released Lucien with a shove, taking a step back but not taking his eyes off him. “Twenty-four hours, Lucien? Twenty-four damn hours!” His tone dripped with sarcasm and frustration. “Then tell me why we’re standing here in a room containing destroyed batteries just hours after you said it was safe?”“I am as confused and surprised as you are, Mr. Vayne!” Lucien pleaded, his voice trembling. “I swear, scientifically speaking, those batteries were supposed to blow
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR RIPPLES AND REVEALATIONS
Victor’s fingers hovered in the air, the rhythmic beeping was growing louder and more insistent. The sound echoed through the warehouse, filling the silence with a cold, unrelenting dread.Luiz swallowed hard, his eyes darting nervously between the untouched batteries and Victor. “It’s… coming from over there,” Lucien said, his voice was a hoarse whisper, pointing toward the stack.Luiz Tarejo stood frozen in place, beads of sweat started rolling down his temples as the noise clawed at his already frayed nerves. His heart pounded like a drum in his chest, with the beeping matching its erratic rhythm. “Is it… another malfunction?” he asked, his voice was trembling.Victor clenched his fists, his jaw was tight as he forced his fear down. His piercing gaze shifted between his two companions before landing back on the source of the sound. “We need to check it out,” he said firmly, though his voice was low, laced with tension.“No mistakes this time. Stay sharp.”With cautious, hesitan
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR UNSPOKEN CONDITIONS
After a couple of minutes, the servant stepped back into the room, followed by a man who appeared to be in his late forties. The man’s appearance was impeccable, every inch of him radiated confidence and sophistication. His sharp, tailored suit clung perfectly to his frame, and his neatly combed salt-and-pepper hair only added to the aura of elegance he exuded. He walked with a grace that made it seem as though he owned every room he entered, his eyes were cold and calculating but they never betrayed the sharp intelligence behind them.“Here he is, sir,” the servant said, his voice was steady as he stepped aside.The man, Darius Crowe, stood tall, his posture was rigid as he offered a respectful bow toward Mr. Landon, who had yet to look up from his poolside view.Mr. Landon slowly raised his gaze, his calm demeanor was never wavering. His eyes were locked with that of Darius Crowe, and there was a moment of silent recognition between them.“How are you, Mr. Darius Crowe?” Mr. Land
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE TALE OF TWO LIONS
Mr. Landon’s lips curled into a faint smirk as he leaned back in his chair, swirling the wine glass in his hand. His eyes glinted with a mix of mischief and calculated intent. “Good question,” he said, his voice was smooth as velvet. He paused deliberately, letting the moment stretch just enough to draw Darius in further.“Let me tell you a little story, Mr. Crowe,” Mr. Landon began, his tone was calm but it carried an air of authority. “Once, in the heart of the savannah, there was a young lion—bold, fearless, and full of ambition. This young lion stumbled upon a pride. It wasn’t his pride, but he wasn’t deterred. He watched from a distance, studying the group, and soon realized the leader of the pride, a much older lion, appeared… quiet. Too quiet.”Darius tilted his head slightly, his brows furrowing. His confusion was evident, but he dared not interrupt.Mr. Landon continued, his voice steady and deliberate. “The young lion mistook that quietness for weakness. And so, with time
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR LOADING THE FINAL CARGO
The silence that followed was deafening. The six men inside the warehouse froze in place, their bodies were rigid, and their breaths caught in their throats. Time itself seemed to pause as their eyes locked onto the pile.A single, faint click echoed through the warehouse.Victor’s eyes widened in horror.And then—BOOM!Two hours later, after the second wave of Dynocell batteries had exploded, the chaos had subsided, leaving a heavy silence over the warehouse. Emergency responders had come and gone, securing the area and treating the wounded. Though the explosion had been controlled, the aftermath lingered in the air like smoke.Meanwhile under the dim glow of overhead floodlights, forty men Luiz Tarejo had arranged for worked tirelessly to load the remaining Dynocell batteries into company trucks. Their movements were methodical and urgent, knowing the risk that still lurked within the remaining 350,000 units. The six staff members who had survived the explosion, now wrapped in
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE WEIGHT OF GOLD AND SECRETS
Under the shimmering glow of a crystal chandelier, Marvin sat cross-legged on a plush leather sofa in his private VVIP lounge of the Aurora Grand Hotel. The faint hum of ambient classical music played in the background, adding an air of serenity to the luxurious space.Marvin’s eyes, glowing an unnatural shade of sky-blue, were fixated on a five-kilogram bar of gold levitating in front of him. Suspended by the sheer force of his telekinesis, the bar rotated slowly in the air, reflecting shimmering streaks of light across the room. With a slight twitch of his fingers, the gold moved forward and back, spinning faster as if caught in an invisible vortex.His focus was interrupted by the vibration of his phone on the glass table beside him. Without turning his head, the bar of gold gently floated to rest on the table. Marvin’s glowing eyes dimmed, returning to their usual dark hue. He picked up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and smirked. “Luiz,” he murmured, his voice smooth as
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE MARKET'S ROAR
Two days later, Victor Vayne woke up at exactly 7:30 in the morning. The sun was already peeking through the blinds of his bedroom window, casting streaks of golden light across his neatly arranged room. Slowly, he sat up on the edge of his king-sized bed, rubbed his face, and let out a low sigh.Dragging himself to the bathroom, Victor grabbed his toothbrush and began brushing his teeth. The minty flavor of the toothpaste refreshed him, but his thoughts were far from calm. Once he was done, he splashed some cold water on his face, dried it with a soft towel, and headed to the kitchen.The aroma of freshly brewed coffee soon filled the air. Victor poured himself a cup, the steam swirling lazily upward. He took a small sip, allowing the warmth to settle in his chest, but his mind was still uneasy.Victor picked up his phone from the kitchen counter, his heart quickened as he unlocked the screen. He was expecting to see missed calls or messages from Luiz Tarejo or Carlos Santos, th
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE SILENT ROAD
Victor pressed his phone closer to his ear, his heart was still racing. “You better not be joking, Luiz. I’m not in the mood for games.” His voice was sharp, almost cutting.Luiz, however, didn’t falter. His laugh was hearty and sincere. “No, Señor Vayne! I swear to you, I am not joking. Why would I joke about this, eh? I am telling you the truth. Carlos Santos, he confirmed it to me. The robotics company, Robosure, they are ready to buy everything. The profit, it will be one hundred twelve million dollars! Believe me, Señor, it is real. You know me—I do not play with serious business like this!”Victor exhaled slowly, his nerves still tingling. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he paced the kitchen. “Alright, Luiz. I hear you. But don’t get too comfortable or start celebrating yet. Things can still go wrong, you understand?”Luiz’s tone became earnest. “Señor, I understand, I do. But trust me, everything is fine. The customers, they love the Dynocell batteries. The explosion probl
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A FORGOTTEN LOVE, A LOVE REMEMBERED
Stella yanked her wrist free, stepping back, with her breath uneven. Her chest rose and fell as she clenched her fists."You really don’t get it, do you?" she said, her voice was shaking with frustration.Marvin frowned. "Stella, I—""You never appreciated me, Marvin," she interrupted, her eyes glistening. "No matter what I did, no matter how much I showed you that I cared, it was never enough!" Frustration was evident in her voice."For goodness sake I saved you from your father's assassins, if not for me, you wouldn't be standing on your two feet this moment. There wouldn't be any project helios, you wouldn't be the billionaire businessman you are today if not for me. Yet...yet..."Her voice cracked, and she turned away, as if looking at him hurt too much."I waited for you," she continued. "I waited for your calls. Your texts. Even a simple 'How are you, Stella?' But you never reached out. You never cared."Marvin swallowed hard. His instinct was to say, I didn’t have your contact.
A HEART TORN BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE
Stella took another slow sip of her wine, her fingers tracing the rim of the glass as she looked at Marvin with a mix of curiosity and admiration."Back in Westwood, people can't stop talking about Project Helios," she said. "They say your solar-based industry has the potential to generate tens of billions in just a few years despite the fact that it your company was established not too long ago."Marvin smirked, shaking his head slightly. "Please, do not hype me."Stella tilted her head, her lips curling into a small smile. "I'm not hyping you, Marvin. That’s what people are saying."Marvin's smirk faded slightly as he gazed at her, his eyes were steady and unreadable. Then, after a moment of silence, he leaned forward just a little."What about you, Stella?" he asked, his voice was lower now. "What do you think about me? And my company? From everything you've seen and heard?"He had never felt so eager to hear her opinion before.Stella’s breath hitched.His voice. His presence. H
OLD FACES NEW FEELINGS
Marvin’s breath hitched as he locked eyes with Stella Orion.For a moment, neither of them spoke.Then, like a sudden burst of warmth, Stella’s face lit up with pure excitement. Without hesitation, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him.Marvin stiffened slightly, caught off guard by the sudden embrace, but the warmth of her body against his own made him relax.“It’s really you,” she whispered, with a voice that was filled with relief. “After all this time.”Marvin let out a small chuckle, patting her back before pulling away. “Yeah… it’s me.”Stella’s silver-blonde tainted hair shimmered under the bright lights of the grand hall as she stepped back to take a good look at him. Her eyes, which were filled with admiration, traced every inch of his face as if making sure he was real.“How have you been?” she asked, her voice was softer now.Marvin smirked. “Well, I look good, so that means I’m fine.”Stella’s lips curled into a smile, and before they knew it, they both burs
A VOICE IN HIS HEAD
Three Days Later it was a grand Ceremony at Neovalle’s Ministry of Science and TechnologyThe grand hall of the Neovalle Ministry of Science and Technology was packed with dignitaries, scientists, and high-ranking officials. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement, as this was no ordinary event. It was a historic moment—the official ceremony to usher in Lady Evelyn Hartford as the new Director of Neovalle’s Advanced Energy and Technology Commission.The hall itself was massive, adorned with bright chandeliers and banners that bore the symbol of the federation’s technological future. Rows of neatly arranged seats filled the space, occupied by influential figures who had come to witness the new era of leadership.At the front, near the grand stage, the Prime Minister sat with an unreadable expression. By his side was Marvin’s uncle, Christopher Richmond who was a very influencial person within the state. Further down the row, Marvin himself sat in silence, his mind was racing with th
A GAMBLE FOR THE FUTURE
Marvin’s cheek still stung, but he didn’t react further. His eyes stayed on the Prime Minister, searching for answers.The older man exhaled sharply, rubbing his forehead as if exhausted. Then, he spoke in a low, controlled voice.“You know what? Forget that,” he muttered. His expression darkened as he leaned forward, with his eyes locking onto Marvin’s.“But that woman… she’s my wife—the woman you’re supposed to kill.”Marvin’s breath caught.He blinked, processing the words. His mind raced.In a hushed voice, he asked, “If that’s the case, then why did you give her the position of Director at Neovalle’s Advanced Energy and Technology Commission?”He frowned slightly. “I mean… you plan to get rid of her. So why give her power instead?”For a moment, the Prime Minister said nothing. Then, he let out a slow, disappointed sigh. He leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze never left Marvin.“How can you be this dumb?” he finally said, shaking his head.Marvin’s brow furrowed. His confusi
TELEPATHIC FURY
Marvin felt his chest tighten, but he didn’t let it show. He had been caught off guard, but he refused to lose his composure. His polite smile returned, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes.Lady Evelyn’s response had been colder than he expected. No, not just cold—dismissive. She had shut him down like he was nothing.The room fell into a heavy silence.Marvin’s eyes widened slightly as he processed her words. He was not expecting such rudeness from the First Lady of the Federation. She had made it clear—whether he liked it or not, her agenda as the new Director of the Advanced Energy & Technology Commission was none of his business.He leaned back slightly, forcing himself to remain relaxed. But inside, his mind was racing.Why did she react that way?Was she trying to prove something? Or was there something deeper behind her hostility?The Prime Minister, sensing the tension, let out a small sigh. He turned toward his wife, his expression was calm but firm.“Evelyn,” he said ge
THE LADY OF AETC
The Prime Minister’s expression remained calm as he finally spoke.“The reason I’m here, Marvin, is twofold,” he said smoothly. “First, I wanted to formally introduce my wife to you.”Marvin’s eyes flickered toward Lady Evelyn, who remained poised, her expression was unreadable.“And second,” the Prime Minister continued, “I wanted to inform you that she has been appointed as the new Director of Neovalle’s Advanced Energy & Technology Commission.”Marvin’s brows lifted in surprise.The AETC was one of the most powerful scientific and technological organizations in the federation which had its headquarters in Neovalle because it was the most technologically advanced state in the federation. It controlled massive funding and it oversaw critical energy innovations. Whoever led it had significant influence over the nation’s technological future.For a moment, Marvin could only blink, absorbing the weight of the announcement.Then, a slow smile spread across his face. He straightened in
MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE
Marvin stood up immediately as the Prime Minister and his wife entered his office. He straightened his posture, forcing a polite smile as he walked over to greet them."Prime Minister," he said, extending a hand."Marvin," the Prime Minister replied, shaking his hand firmly.Marvin then turned to the elegantly dressed woman beside him. She had a calm but sharp look in her eyes, the kind that suggested she was used to being in control.The Prime Minister placed a hand on her back gently. "Marvin, I’d like you to meet my wife, Lady Evelyn Hartford.""A pleasure to meet you, ma’am," Marvin said with a respectful nod.Lady Evelyn gave him a small smile. "The pleasure is mine, Mr. Marvin. I’ve heard quite a lot about you."Marvin gestured toward the seats in front of his desk. "Please, have a seat."He waited as they settled into their chairs before he sat down himself. His mind was already racing. Why were they here? What did they want?The Prime Minister leaned back slightly, crossing o
NOOSE OF CONTROL
Three Days Later Marvin sat in the back of his car, staring out at the city skyline as it blurred past. The weight pressing on his chest hadn’t lifted since his meeting with the Prime Minister. If anything, it had only grown heavier.Three days had passed since that conversation—three days of restless nights, of running every scenario through his mind, of trying to find a way out of the trap he had walked into.And yet, there was none.The news had spread like wildfire—Darius Crowe, had confessed. He had admitted to being responsible for the Lunebrook drone disaster. The confession had led to a shocking reversal: the federal government had officially rescinded its plans to shut down Marvin's Helios enterprise.On the surface, it should have been a victory.But it wasn’t.Because despite Crowe’s confession, the policies and financial embargoes remained untouched.The commercial restrictions, the suffocating tariffs, the permits being withheld—none of it had changed. It was as if the
