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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE BIRTH OF MADNESS
Marvin’s voice stayed calm, but the weight of it pressed against her mind like a steady hand."What happened after he injected her?" he asked gently.Mrs. Evelyn’s eyes flickered. Her lips trembled, and her voice came slow and dazed, like she was drifting between the past and the present."She screamed..." she said weakly. "Not like anything I’d ever heard. Her body shook." She paused. After a few days, her veins started glowing blue, her skin turned cold and... parts of her fingers, her toes... they started withering.""Like... like something inside was eating her alive."Marvin’s throat tightened. His pulse pounded in his ears.Mrs. Evelyn’s voice broke again. "During that time, I nursed her. I tried my best... I didn’t know what to do. All the time she was burning hot and freezing cold at the same time. I kept asking him what he did… but he just kept telling me, 'This is the last resort… the last resort…' over and over."Her mouth twitched, and her eyes stared blankly forward."I
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A HERO OR PAWN
Marvin stood still. Silent. His eyes were fixed on Mrs. Evelyn, but his thoughts were far away.Two choices.Two paths.Both dangerous.Both heavy.His mind drifted deeper, into the maze of choices that now surrounded him.If he let Mrs. Evelyn go… if he walked away and let her live… he knew what that meant.She would continue her mission.She would keep poisoning minds.And maybe… maybe one day she would succeed in wiping out all Over Beings.People like him.People like Helena. Like Stella Orion both of his love interests.If he chose that path, he was choosing war. Choosing danger. Choosing a future filled with blood.But then again…If he killed her now—right here, in her weakened state—he would be praised.The Prime Minister would call him a hero.He would earn fame, rewards, power… safety.The world of over beings would clap for him though secretly.But Marvin's heart felt heavy.Because what if the Prime Minister was the true villain?What if he had caused Patricia to die… just
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR WHISPERS INTO THE ABYSS
Marvin leaned forward slowly, his eyes were still locked on Mrs. Evelyn. The energy around him pulsed, calm and steady. His voice remained soft and hypnotic, like a gentle wind whispering in the ear.“Mrs. Evelyn,” he said again, “do you remember when everything seemed right in your life?”Her eyes, glassy and dazed, barely moved.“You had a job. A good one. You were proud of yourself. You were building a future. You met a man… someone who made you feel seen. You got married. You had a child, with time you had children. Your world was bright then, wasn’t it?”A faint tear rolled down Evelyn’s cheek, but she didn’t move. Her arms hung limp by her side.“But life,” Marvin said, his voice even softer, “life always has deal breakers. It always hides things. Twists things. You didn’t know who your husband really was. He wasn’t normal. He was an Over Being.”Mrs. Evelyn blinked slowly, her lips parted slightly. The words were slipping deep into her mind.“Your daughter…” Marvin’s tone lowe
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR LAVENDER AND BLOOD
The sniper's eyes grew wide as he kept staring through the scope.He couldn't believe what he was seeing.“Why is she… what the hell is she doing?” he whispered, shocked.His heart began to race.He saw Mrs. Evelyn now standing on the railing of the balcony. She was clearly about to jump.Confused and panicked, the sniper lifted his head from the scope.But just as he did—Tap. Tap.Two soft taps landed on his back.He froze.A cold chill crept down his spine.Slowly, with fear in his bones, he turned around.And standing right behind him… was an old man in a black coat.The sniper’s heart skipped a beat.Before he could speak—before he could even blink—SMASH!The old man delivered a fast, powerful punch right into the sniper’s face.CRACK!The sniper’s body flew back a little, then fell hard to the rooftop floor.He was knocked out cold.Not a sound. Not a word.The old man stood still, breathing calmly.It was the Prime Minister.His eyes were sharp. Cold. Empty.He slowly picked u
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A CALL TO CONFRONTATION
Within five days, the news of Mrs. Evelyn Davidson’s suicide spread like wildfire across the entire Federation.Every news channel was reporting it.Newspapers carried the story on their front pages.Social media was filled with videos, pictures, and comments.The whole country was in shock.People couldn’t believe it.How could the First Lady—the Prime Minister’s wife—take her own life?The Mezzanine balcony where she jumped from became a popular scene. People went there to lay flowers. Others cried. Some just stood, staring silently.Flags across the nation flew at half-mast.Many dignitaries, powerful leaders, and celebrities sent their condolences.The President of the Global Alliance gave a touching tribute.Heads of tech companies, foreign ministers, and top business leaders posted their respects online.And even the AETC—Advanced Energy and Technology Commission where she was the director—held a special moment of silence during their annual summit in memory of Mrs. Evelyn.Acco
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR SHADOWS IN THE MIRROR
Marvin took a deep breath, trying to shake off the weight of the conversation with Uncle Christopher. He stood still for a moment in the private gym, the sound of his rapid heartbeat was echoing in his ears. He needed to prepare himself—funny enough he cared less about what the Prime Minister had in store for him. All he thought of was how he would confront the prime minister to get the truth from him.He wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked over to the mirror. His face was flushed from the treadmill, his muscles sore, but his mind was sharp. He couldn’t let his guard down. Not with everything that had happened, not now. After taking his bath and cleaning up his body, he walked to the small closet in the corner and grabbed a black jacket from the hanger. He tossed it on and looked at himself in the mirror for a moment longer, running a hand through his disheveled hair.His phone buzzed on the counter, cutting through the silence. He grabbed it quickly, expecting a message
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR PRIME CONFRONTATION
The drive to Uncle Christopher’s residence was quiet. Marvin sat at the back seat of the black car, his eyes fixed on the blur of buildings and trees rushing past. His mind, however, was storming. Roderick drove with his usual focus, not saying a word, respecting Marvin’s silence.When they arrived, the gates opened automatically. The mansion loomed ahead—tall, cold, and strangely intimidating. Roderick parked near the entrance and stepped out quickly to open the door for Marvin.Marvin got out slowly. His legs felt heavy, not from the ride, but from the tension building in his chest. Before he could say anything, a servant dressed in all-black uniform appeared by the door.“Welcome, sir Marvin,” the servant said, giving a respectful bow. “Please, come with me. Uncle Christopher is expecting you.”Marvin nodded silently and followed.The servant led him through the marble corridors of the mansion. They entered the elevator, and the servant pressed the button to the top floor.Marv
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR FURY AND DENIAL
"You... you..." Marvin stuttered, his voice was shaking as he took a slow step forward.His eyes were locked onto the Prime Minister. His breath was shallow, but his heart burned with rage."You manipulated me," Marvin said at last, his voice was low but firm. "I know everything. About your daughter—Patricia. About your wife’s mental struggles after Patricia's death. The depression. The hate she poured out... not just on you, but on our kind."He stopped just a few feet away from the old man, his fists were clenched so tight his knuckles turned white."You let it all happen. You used me," Marvin continued, now louder. "You knew what she was doing! You knew the root cause, the real reason why she wanted to destroy us—and all you prescribed as the solution was for her to be killed! You created her dark ideology and her hatred towards us over beings, yet you made it seem like you are the hero here, while you are the greater evil."Despite Marvin's boldness, he was very surprised at the f
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UNANSWERED QUESTIONS
It was Valentine’s Day.Inside his VVIP lounge at the Aurora Grand Hotel, Marvin stood in front of his large bedroom TV. He was fully dressed in a custom-made navy blue suit, adjusting his silver cufflinks. His reflection on the screen showed a man who had everything — success, power, and charm.On the TV, a documentary about his company, Helios Enterprise, played softly. Marvin glanced at it with mild interest. The documentary showed all the major exploits and innovations of Helios Enterprise, including the famous SOLNOVA Projects — inventions that had the possibility of changing solar technology across the world.The voice of the narrator filled the room:"Helios Enterprise, under the visionary leadership of Marvin Richmond, would be launching the SOLNOVA projects in four days time, with the hope of bringing endless energy to millions..."Just then, Marvin’s phone buzzed. He smiled faintly and called Helena.She picked up almost immediately."Hey, are you ready?" Marvin asked, his
FROZEN AT THE THRESHOLD
She had heard it all. Every word, every promise, every confession. Her heart sank with each syllable that left Marvin’s lips. His voice was so filled with conviction, so different from the way he had spoken to her. To Helena, it was a cruel revelation. The man she loved—truly loved—had just opened his heart to another woman in a way she had never imagined.Helena stood frozen just outside the door, her breath caught in her chest. She wanted to retreat, to leave the space, but she couldn’t. She was paralyzed, as if the air had thickened around her, suffocating her ability to move. The reality of Marvin’s feelings for Stella settled over her like a dark cloud, suffusing her thoughts with bitterness and sorrow. She couldn’t comprehend how it had all gone so wrong upon the firm confirmation that Marvin had another lover.From inside the office, Marvin’s voice continued to flow, filled with life and excitement as he spoke to Stella, unaware that Helena was standing mere feet away, hea
A FUTURE TOGETHER?
Marvin leaned back in his chair, the conversation with Helena was still echoing in his mind. It had been a close call earlier, but things had finally lightened. She had kissed him lightly on the cheek before heading for the door, leaving behind the faint trace of her perfume, the scent lingered in the air like an invisible mark of her presence.The door clicked softly behind her, and for a brief moment, Marvin let the silence settle. He closed his eyes, exhaling deeply, with a sense of relief washing over him. His shoulders, tense from the pressure of the conversation, began to relax as the moment of calm spread through him. But just as he thought he might get the chance to fully unwind, his phone buzzed again.He glanced at the screen, the name was flashing brightly: Stella Orion.A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Stella. She had this way of making everything feel easier, lighter. His mood shifted, almost eagerly, as he swiped to answer the call. No more pretending,
A FRAGILE MOMENT
She leaned forward, her eyes locking onto his. The tension between them was palpable, thick enough that Marvin could almost feel it pressing on his chest."Why are you not picking up your call?" she demanded, her voice was now laced with suspicion.Her tone had shifted. It was forceful now, more aggressive, more violent than it had been a moment ago. "Who is it, Marvin?"The question hung in the air like a heavy weight. Marvin’s heart raced as the blood drained from his face. He could feel the words slipping through his mind, desperate to make an escape, but he couldn’t bring himself to speak the truth. He had promised himself that he would be honest, that he would stop lying... but now, under the intensity of her gaze, he wasn’t sure what would happen if he did.For a moment, he simply stared at her. The silence stretched out, dragging on longer than it should have. The weight of their unspoken words pressed down on him, suffocating him in a way that felt almost unbearable.What
HOME, BUT NOT THE SAME
Marvin opened the door gently.The soft click of the handle turning echoed slightly in the quiet room.Inside, Helena sat on the couch near the office desk, her eyes were fixed on her phone. Her fingers glided lightly across the screen, seemingly absorbed in whatever she was reading. The atmosphere in the room felt different — quieter, colder.As the door swung open, Helena raised her eyes slowly.Their gazes met.Marvin’s heart skipped a beat. A wave of relief and joy washed over him at the sight of her, but something else lingered in the air — something he couldn’t quite place.Without thinking, he walked toward her with open arms, he felt the instinct to pull her close. He had missed her — more than he cared to admit.But today was different.Helena didn’t rush toward him, as she used to. There was no excited smile, no sparkle in her eyes. She simply stood up, her movements were slow and deliberate, almost mechanical. Her expression remained unreadable.He faltered for a moment,
HOME, BUT NOT THE SAME 1
A Week Later…The city of Neovalle was bathed in the soft, golden light of morning.After a week away, Marvin Richmond finally returned to Neovalle.He sat comfortably in the backseat of a sleek black luxury vehicle, the engine was humming quietly as it moved smoothly through the streets.The windows were slightly tinted, shielding him from the outside world, but Marvin could still see the tall buildings, busy streets, and colorful banners fluttering in the breeze.Neovalle was alive as ever—but for Marvin, something felt different.He leaned back into the plush leather seat, resting his head for a moment against the headrest, deep in thought.The driver, dressed neatly in a black suit, maneuvered the car expertly through the final turns, heading straight toward the tall, modern building of Helios Enterprise.Marvin’s sharp grey eyes caught sight of the familiar shining letters on the front of the company compound as they approached.HELIOS ENTERPRISE.Home.The vehicle slowed down as
UNDERNEATH THE PERFECT SKY
Inside the grand office of Helios Enterprise, sunlight streamed through the tall glass windows, bouncing off the polished floors and elegant white walls.The office smelled of fresh leather and paper—it was a scent of power and business.At the large, black marble desk sat Helena.Today she looked cooperate, business like, beautiful and sharp, dressed in a smart navy-blue suit that hugged her curvaceous body perfectly. Her long dark hair was neatly tied into a loose ponytail. A gold watch glinted on her wrist as she held her phone to her ear, finishing up a call with an important investor.Her voice was calm, sweet, but full of authority.“Yes, Mr. Langston. The shipment will be ready by noon tomorrow. You’ll have the first batch by next week, as promised. Trust me—Helios always delivers,” Helena said, her lips curling into a confident smile.She ended the call and placed the phone gently on the desk.Then, without missing a beat, she lifted her eyes to the four men standing quietly
WHEN LOVE DEMANDS MORE
Inside a quiet chamber in the Orion estate, the air was warm and sweet with the scent of jasmine. Moonlight poured through the glass ceiling, casting soft silver light on the bed where Marvin Richmond and Stella Orion lay—entwined in each other’s arms, naked, warm, and close.Their lips met again.A deep, slow, passionate kiss.Her fingers slid through his thick hair, pulling him in gently, while his hands caressed the soft curve of her waist. Their bodies pressed together—skin against skin—hearts pounding, breath shallow.She moaned softly, holding him closer.Their kiss wasn’t rushed. It was tender. Burning. A silent cry of relief, passion, and love.“I missed you,” Stella whispered, her voice was husky against his lips.“I missed you more,” Marvin breathed, brushing her cheek with his knuckles.Stella giggled slightly, then kissed his jaw, moving to his ear.She held his face in her hands and whispered, playfully but with a hint of mischief,“You know, I should cut off your ears
THE ELDERS VERDICT
Tariq Khyber could not move.His body was frozen, stiff like carved wood. His chest rose and fell with short, ragged breaths, but everything else was still. His mouth twitched, trying to form words—but no sound escaped.The Elder with the glowing Synapticore moved away from his obsidian chair.The silver-blue light on his forehead pulsed brighter, hotter. Like lightning trapped in glass.He took one step forward on the floating platform.And then—“How dare you interrupt an Elder, Mr. Khyber?”The Elder’s voice struck again.Tariq gasped, and suddenly a sharp pain stabbed into his head.He clutched at his skull—yet still could not move his limbs.A terrible pressure was building inside his brain.It was like invisible hands were tightening around it… squeezing slowly.His face twisted.Blood began to drip from Tariq's nose.“How dare you interrupt an Elder, Mr. Khyber?” the Elder asked again.This time the squeezing became sharper, more violent. Tariq’s eyes rolled back for a moment.
