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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR 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
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE NEW RICHMOND
Marvin stepped out of his sleek, obsidian-black Aston Martin DB11, the sunlight danced off its meticulously polished surface. The low growl of the engine faded as he shut the door, with the unmistakable scent of fine leather and craftsmanship lingering in the air. His heart was still racing from the events of the past few days. He had just wrapped up the auctioning of his father’s tech goods, it was a massive success that spanned three intense days. The final tally? What he generated from the auction? Was a staggering four million dollars. "Father is going to be proud," Marvin thought with a growing sense of accomplishment. His chest swelled with pride. This was his moment—it was proof that he was ready to take on more responsibility as the heir to Richmond Tech Group. As the only child, he’d always felt the weight of the family’s expectations. Today, he felt like he’d finally measured up. As he stepped into the grand Richmond mansion, the cool air and familiar scent of po
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE HEIR'S REJECTION
“For goodness’ sake, Dad, how could you betray me by depriving me of my right as the rightful heir to your empire?” Marvin’s voice cracked with fury and disbelief. His chest heaved, his emotions were churning in a violent storm. His father, Mr. Richmond, didn’t flinch. He raised his hand to point at the shimmering Synapticore mark on his forehead, its soft glow was now a blinding reminder of the line that separated them. “Well, it’s simple, Marvin,” Mr. Richmond said coolly, his voice was flat, devoid of any warmth. “You don’t have *this*.” Marvin clenched his fists, his nails started digging into his palms as his father’s words cut deeper than any wound. “Oh, so it all comes down to this?” His frustration simmered beneath the surface, threatening to explode. “After everything I’ve done for this company, after all the bridges I’ve helped you build? I alone have generated over a hundred million dollars in three years for your so-called legacy.” His father scoffed, not even bother
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A QUESTION OF LOYALTY
Marvin pulled his sedan into a parking spot just outside the Mayor’s Bite restaurant. The neon lights flickered in the evening gloom, casting a pale glow on the sidewalk. He killed the engine and stepped out, stretching his back, wincing slightly as his hand brushed against the bandage on his head. Circling around to the back, he opened the door for his kids. “Easy, Bryan. Don’t hurt yourself,” he said, just in time to catch his son as the boy tumbled out, nearly tripping on the curb. Bryan grinned, as fearless as ever. “I’m fine, Dad.” Marvin chuckled despite himself, then turned his attention to his daughter. “Hey, sweetie, ready to come out?” His voice softened as he gently lifted her from the car seat, with her tiny hands clutching his shirt. She giggled, pressing her chubby cheek against his, and his heart melted just like it always did. But before he could fully savor the moment, Bryan’s voice broke through. “Dad, is your head still hurting?” Marvin adjusted his daugh
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A FATHER'S WORST NIGHTMARE
Marvin shot up from his seat, his legs turned shaky beneath him, but his heart raced with burning anger. His breath hitched, and his thoughts tumbled over each other like a dam ready to burst. He forced a strained smile, trying to make sense of the situation. "Honey, welcome... how—" "Hey, my little angels!" Martha’s voice cut through his greeting like a knife, her tone was unnervingly sweet, but it wasn’t for him. She breezed past Marvin as though he didn’t exist, swooping down to embrace their children. “Mommy, you’re late!” Bryan said, as his arms were wrapped tightly around her. His voice carried that mix of worry and joy, clearly happy to see her after what felt like an eternity. Martha tousled his hair. “I know, baby. I’m here now.” Marvin’s pulse quickened. He couldn’t believe it. Martha had never ignored him before—not once in their years together. She was always affectionate, always pulling him into her world. And now? Now, it was as if he was invisible. What was
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR FRACTURED TIES
Like a lightning bolt, Marvin’s fist clenched tight, his knuckles turned white as fury overtook him. His eyes were locked on the glowing Synapticore mark etched into Daniel’s forehead, it was the symbol of the man who had stolen his life, his future—his family. In a burst of adrenaline, Marvin lunged forward with a force he didn’t even know he had. His vision tunneled, and the world shrank down to the single goal of his fist smashing into Daniel’s skull. The crack of impact echoed through the restaurant as Marvin’s fist connected with Daniel’s head, right over that cursed Synapticore mark. Daniel staggered under the blow, and his body jolted from the sheer force. “You took everything from me!” Marvin roared, his voice was thick with years of suppressed rage. His next punch came hard and fast, the power of it was fueled by a cocktail of heartbreak and betrayal. “I’m going to destroy you!” But Daniel, whose blood was now trickling from the corner of his mouth, simply smirke
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR STRIPPED OF EVERYTHING
Two days after Marvin’s discharge from the hospital, he was driven home. The shock of his wife’s revelation still clung to him like a shadow, leaving him sober and hollow. It wasn’t just that he had wasted years loving the wrong person—the truth was worse: He had no children. As the car rolled to a stop in front of his house, Marvin barely noticed the towering structure before him. His mind was a battlefield, as the words of his wife replayed in a torturous loop. Therapy had been prescribed for his injured head, but how could twenty-four hours of counseling ever soothe the wreckage of a man who had lost everything? "Hey, I know you're dealing with a lot," said Mr. Fredrick from the driver’s seat, breaking the silence. "But don't be too hard on yourself, okay?" Marvin nodded absently. "Okay," he muttered, already opening the door. "If you need anything, just call me, alright?" Mr. Fredrick added before driving off, his voice was full of concern. Marvin stood at the entrance
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE COST OF DEFIANCE
Daniel’s fingers hovered over the edges of the papers, with a mocking smile playing on his lips as he skimmed through Marvin’s meticulously detailed calculations, theories and notes. “Marvin, Marvin…” Daniel mused, with a voice that was dripping with false admiration. “You’ve really put a lot of effort into all this, haven’t you?” His eyes darted across the pages, but the cold glint in them betrayed his true intentions. He picked up one sheet, holding it between his hands, as if savoring its fragility. “I wonder how it would feel to tear it in half,” he said, his tone was mocking, and lips curled into a twisted grin. “Daniel, don’t,” Marvin warned, his voice was firm but it was tinged with desperation. “Those papers... they’re my life's work. You don’t understand what you’re about to destroy.” Daniel’s gaze flicked up, his expression shifted from fake curiosity to a cold, brutal indifference. “Oh, I understand perfectly.” He sneered, his grip tightened on the paper. “What you see
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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
OF EMPIRES AND EMOTIONS
One Month LaterThe sun shone brightly over Neovalle as the morning news played on the television in Marvin’s luxurious VVIP lounge at the Aurora Grand Hotel. The screen lit up with bold headlines:“HELIOS ENTERPRISE HITS $1 BILLION VALUE!”A young female reporter stood smiling in front of the Helios Enterprise skyscraper, her voice was full of excitement.“In just one month, Helios Enterprise, led by the brilliant tech scientist, CEO and founder Marvin Richmond, has grown from a hundred million dollar company into a billion-dollar empire. The solar energy-based company, known for its clean energy technology, is now near completion of its flagship ultra solar power grid that promises to supply electricity to half of Neovalle and beyond.”“Analysts report that profit margins have soared to record-breaking levels. Since the lifting of the commercial embargo last month, the company has seen a rapid increase in demand for its solar panels and smart energy systems. In just four weeks, cli
FIRST FLAMES
Helena’s lips brushed softly against Marvin’s. For a moment, he didn’t move. But then he kissed her back, slowly at first, as if making sure this was real.Her hand slid behind his neck, pulling him closer. He responded, wrapping his arms around her waist, feeling the soft warmth of her body pressing against him. It had been a long while since he had touched someone like this—someone he once thought he would never hold in such a manner.Marvin pulled away slightly, looking into her eyes. "Are you sure about this?"Helena smiled. "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't."He chuckled softly. "Well, I don’t want you blaming me later.""Then give me a reason not to," she whispered, with a voice that was full of playfulness.They kissed again, deeper this time. Passion rose like a flame between them. Marvin lifted her gently, and she wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the couch in his office.“Wow,” he said, breathless. “You are a bit heavier than you look.”Helena giggled. “And you
THE BETTER PART OF ME
Marvin stood still, eyes were wide with shock.“Helena,” he said slowly, with a voice that was filled with disbelief. “What are you doing here? In a car? Outside?”Helena’s smile deepened. “Well… I live here, remember?”“No… that’s not what I meant,” Marvin said, stepping closer. “I mean… you are going somewhere. You never mentioned that earlier.”Helena tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with amusement.“Hop in,” she said. “Let’s go to your company, since that’s where you’re heading.”Marvin’s eyebrows raised in surprise. “How do you know I’m going to the company?” he asked. “I thought you said you’re no longer connected to your Synapticore Force.”Helena chuckled softly and pointed at his hand.“You’re holding a metallic suitcase,” she said. “And I know that case very well. It holds nothing but tech tools—and there’s only one place you work with those effectively... Helios Enterprise.”Marvin stared at her, stunned.“You really are a smart girl, huh,” he said, shaking his
LOVE LOSS AND A SECOND CHANCE
Marvin stood there, frozen.The words of the Prime Minister echoed in his ears like a storm.His heart was heavy, his chest tight.Then, slowly, he opened his mouth.“I… I’m sorry,” Marvin said, his voice shaking. “I’m sorry for my opinion of you as a villain. I’m sorry for believing that you capitalized on your daughter’s death… for material gain.”Silence.A long, deep silence.Then—Everything around him began to fade.The broken room… the poison… Patricia’s lifeless eyes…All of it dissolved, like mist caught in a slow breeze.Marvin blinked.He was back.Back in reality.His breath rushed out—long, deep, shaky.He didn’t even realize he had been holding it in.A loud sigh escaped from his lips as he hunched forward slightly, his shoulders rising and falling.The cold was gone.The lights were steady.And in front of him, the Prime Minister stood—removing his hand gently from Marvin’s forehead.The man looked calm. Steady. Worn… but not broken.Marvin turned his head and saw his u
NOW TELL ME… WHO IS THE GREATER EVIL?
Marvin blinked slowly.The light around him pulsed gently, like the soft beat of a heart. As the glow grew brighter, the shadows peeled away. The strange man in the lab coat kept working—his back was still turned, his hands were flying across papers and tools.Marvin stepped forward, carefully. The ground didn’t feel like ground at all—it was like walking on thought itself.With each step, the man’s movements became clearer.He was desperate. Fast. Focused.His white lab coat was soaked in sweat. Papers were scattered everywhere. Machines buzzed and beeped quietly. The man wiped his forehead, then grabbed a pen and started scribbling again.Marvin squinted… then froze.His heart jumped.That face…The man turned around—and it was him.The Prime Minister.Not the one who stood tall and powerful in the real world—but a tired, sleepless version. His eyes were bloodshot. His hair was rough. He looked like he hadn’t rested in days.Marvin’s mouth opened slightly in shock.“What… What is
