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Mr. Hirsch clenched his jaw, trying to regain his composure, but his mind was already spiraling.How did Marvin know?He was certain he had kept that vault’s secret well-guarded. Only a handful of people even knew it existed. Yet here Marvin was, standing before him, as if he had been watching every move Mr. Hirsch made.His hand slowly moved to the edge of his desk, gripping it tightly as if anchoring himself in reality.His fingers turned white with pressure. The color drained from his face, and his eyes darted between Marvin and the empty air, trying to make sense of the situation.Marvin’s smirk only grew wider. The silence between them thickened. It wasn’t just the vault that was in danger—it was everything Mr. Hirsch had worked for.For the first time in a long while, Mr. Hirsch felt truly vulnerable.His breathing was shallow, and his heartbeat was pounding in his chest. How could this happen? How could anyone—let alone Marvin—have discovered something this classified?Finall
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR SIXTY MILLION REASONS TO OBEY
Marvin’s smirk deepened. He took a step closer, his voice calm and steady.“I have the phone number of the Neovalle Commissioner of Police,” he said, watching Mr. Hirsch’s reaction closely. “And trust me, once I make the call, within a few minutes, a thorough investigation could begin in your wife’s mega store.”He let his words hang in the air, letting the weight of them sink in.Mr. Hirsch’s breath hitched. A deep shiver ran down his spine.Marvin continued, his tone almost casual. “You know what that means, don’t you?” He tilted his head slightly. “That’s life in prison. Your wife’s store will be seized, and you might be paying a fine worth sixty million dollars.”The room fell into silence.Mr. Hirsch’s fingers trembled against the chair’s armrest. His body tensed, his heart was pounding violently against his ribs. Sixty million? Life in prison? His mind screamed.He opened his mouth, but no words came out. A sharp breath escaped him, shaky and uneven.Then, his hands clenched
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR YOU WON'T BE HERE...
Marvin’s smirk didn’t waver. He studied Mr. Hirsch for a moment, enjoying the way the man looked utterly defeated. Then, he finally gave a slow nod.“We’re good,” Marvin said, his voice was smooth and confident. But then, his expression darkened slightly, his eyes narrowed. “But let’s be clear on one thing, Mr. Hirsch. This nonsense ends here. You will never— and I mean never— try to sabotage me or my business again.”He took a deliberate step forward, his gaze was locked onto Mr. Hirsch’s trembling eyes.“I don’t care who asks you to do it—whether it’s Victor Vayne, the Business Council, or anyone else no matter how powerful they may be. If I ever find out that you’re working against me again, trust me… I won’t just make phone calls next time.” His voice dropped lower, carrying a dangerous edge. “I will not be as gentle as I was today.”A violent shudder ran through Mr. Hirsch’s body. He nodded quickly, repeatedly, as if his life depended on it.“Yes, yes, I understand,” Mr Hirsch
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARVIN
Mr. Hirsch’s hands trembled as he gripped his phone. His wife’s panicked voice sent a chill down his spine.“Cops? Searching our mega store?” he repeated, his voice was barely above a whisper.“Yes, honey! They’re tearing everything apart!” she cried. “They have dogs… Oh God, they’re checking every corner! What’s going on? I thought you guaranteed our safety before we begun this business.”Mr. Hirsch tried to speak, but his throat was dry. He felt light-headed.Then, another call came in.This time, it was from his manager at the store. With shaky fingers, he answered.“Sir, the police…” The manager’s voice was low, almost a whisper. “They’ve found something.”A cold sweat broke out on Mr. Hirsch’s forehead.“What… what did they find?” he stammered.There was silence. Then, the manager spoke, his voice was tight with fear.“They found the packages, sir. The… the cocaine.”Mr. Hirsch’s world crashed. His vision blurred. His breathing became shallow.It was over.Despite all he did to p
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR UNTOUCHABLE BEAUTY
The moment Helena stepped into the grand hall, everything seemed to pause—at least in Marvin’s world.She was dressed in a long, form-fitting gown that covered her from neck to toe, leaving no inch of skin exposed. Yet, despite being fully covered, she looked breathtaking.The dress, a deep shade of crimson, clung to her body, emphasizing her curves while flowing like liquid silk with every step she took. Under the golden glow of the chandeliers, it shimmered ever so slightly, drawing eyes toward her like a magnet.Even her hands were covered in elegant gloves, adding an air of mystery to her already striking presence. Her dark hair, neatly styled, cascaded down her back in soft waves, and the light reflected in her sharp, piercing eyes.Her lips, painted a bold shade of red, curled into a small but knowing smirk.Marvin’s grip tightened around his glass.He had always known Helena was beautiful, but this—this was something else entirely.For the first time, he forgot that beneath t
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR DANCING ON THIN ICE
Helena shook her head, her gloved hands were tightening slightly around the glass she was holding."Marvin, I’m a terrible dancer," she said, her voice was low. "And besides, I don’t want any attention from anyone here at this party."More than that, she was afraid. Afraid that if she stepped onto that dance floor, someone would notice. Someone would see beyond the elegant dress and the smooth fabric covering her arms. Someone would realize that beneath it all, she wasn’t like them. That she was different. That she was something else.Marvin, however, wasn’t letting this go so easily. He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice just for her."It’s not a wild hip-hop dance, Helena," he said with a teasing smirk. "It is Just a simple, slow dance. Barely any movement. No one’s going to be watching us."Helena gave him a doubtful look, her mind started racing for an excuse."I don’t know, Marvin," she murmured. "I just don’t think it’s a good idea."But Marvin wasn’t backing down."Helena
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A SNIPER'S MARK
Helena’s feet moved instinctively with the rhythm, but inside, she was anything but calm.Something was wrong.A deep, unsettling feeling churned within her—something beyond the whispers and admiring glances of the guests.Her robotic systems, powered by the Synapticore Force within her, pulsed with warning signals. Her processors worked faster than usual, analyzing the environment, scanning for potential threats.The music played on. The dancers swayed. But Helena’s senses screamed danger.She tried to focus on the dance, but the feeling only grew stronger.She wasn’t the only one who noticed her sudden change in demeanor.Some guests standing near the dance floor exchanged confused whispers."Why does she look so tense?" one murmured."She was dancing so beautifully a moment ago. What’s wrong?" another asked.Marvin, holding her hand, felt the shift in her grip—tighter, more rigid."Helena," he whispered, concern lacing his voice. "What’s going on?"Helena didn’t respond. Her gaze
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR STEEL AND SHADOWS
Marvin gasped as a sharp, burning pain tore through his abdomen. His knees buckled, and his vision blurred. A hot, sticky warmth spread across his torso—blood.A low, pained groan escaped his lips as he clutched his side.Helena’s sensors flared with warnings. Her eyes darted to the wound, assessing the damage in milliseconds.“My God, you’re hurt,” she said, her voice was strained. “Is it that bad?”Marvin winced, his face was twisting in agony. “It is bad.”His breathing turned shallow. He clenched his fists, trying to push through the pain. His Synapticore Force flickered weakly inside him, struggling against the injury.Helena knew they had no time. More bullets would come. The enemy was relentless.Her systems kicked into overdrive. In one swift motion, she grabbed Marvin, lifting him over her shoulders with ease. His body tensed, and a sharp grunt left his lips, but he didn’t resist.With inhuman speed, she rushed behind one of the overturned wooden tables, using it as tempora
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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
STRINGS ATTACHED
The Prime Minister tapped his cigar against the ashtray, his gaze never left Marvin’s. A slow smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he leaned forward, his voice turning almost conversational.“But… I’m not an unreasonable man.” the prime minister said.Marvin’s shoulders tensed.The Prime Minister took a long drag from his cigar, exhaled a thin stream of smoke, and then gestured subtly with his fingers.“I understand the strain on your company. The commercial embargo. The legislative restrictions. The walls closing in.” His voice lowered slightly. “That’s why I intend to help… in ways that aren’t exactly ‘conventional.’”Marvin’s breath hitched. He didn’t like the sound of that.The Prime Minister leaned back, swirling the liquid in his glass. “First, let’s talk about the permits required for solar firms.” He set the glass down and clasped his hands. “Getting those permits through official channels is a bureaucratic nightmare. Too much red tape, too many enemies in the legislatu
