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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE HARSH TRUTH ABOUT POWER
For two days, Christopher Richmond, Marvin’s uncle, had been away on a business trip. During this time, Marvin who had been staying in the VVIP lounge of the Aurora Grand Hotel, was restless and troubled by the recent suspension of his company’s distribution rights by the Neovalle Business Regulation Council.The decision felt unfair, even personal. It stirred a deep anger within him, and dangerous thoughts crept into his mind. For a fleeting moment, he considered using violence or an underhanded strategy to strike back at the council. However, he quickly calmed himself. He knew that acting on such thoughts could lead to even greater harm—either for himself, his company or his purposed victims.Sitting on the plush leather couch in his suite, Marvin stared at his phone. The anger and frustration still lingered, but he decided he needed advice or better still help so he could resolve this case more peacefully. His uncle Christopher was the one person who could provide him with guid
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE NAME VICTOR VAYNE
Marvin sat back on the plush leather couch, his glowing sky-blue eyes were fixed as Luminar, his Synaptic Echo, worked in his subconscious.“Processing... The situation at the Neovalle Business Regulation Council has been analyzed,” Luminar’s calm, robotic voice echoed in his mind.“Who is behind this decision?” Marvin asked, his voice was steady but laced with curiosity.“Mr. Victor Vayne,” Luminar replied.Marvin furrowed his brows. “Victor Vayne? Who is he?”“Mr. Victor Vayne is the CEO of Voltforge Energy Group,” Luminar explained, its tone was precise. “What’s more interesting is the fact that—”“Where can I find him?” Marvin interrupted, with his impatience cutting through Luminar’s explanation.“Scanning Neovalle City,” Luminar said as Marvin felt a slight tingle in his mind, indicating the Synaptic Echo’s advanced scanning abilities.Seconds later, Luminar spoke again. “Mr. Victor Vayne is currently in his office at the Voltforge Energy headquarters.”Marvin leaned forward, wi
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR TIPPING THE SCALES
Marvin forced himself to move, to appear calm, despite the tension in the room. His sharp mind reminded him of one thing: the Scandinavian disguise he wore that day during his encounter with Billy. Blond hair, pale skin, and blue contacts—everything about him that day was different from the Hispanic man he truly was. There was no way Billy could connect him to that altercation. At least, that’s what Marvin told himself.He stepped forward and sat down in the chair across from Victor, crossing one leg over the other in a show of forced ease. His face betrayed none of the swirling emotions within him, though his hands rested a little too tightly on the armrests.Victor’s smile remained frozen in place, a picture of composure, but his eyes sparkled with a cold curiosity. “So, Mr. Marvin,” Victor said, leaning back in his chair, “what brings you to my office today?”Marvin felt his temper flare instantly. The sheer audacity of Victor pretending not to know why he was here made his bloo
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE SEEDS OF HOSTILITY
Marvin leaned forward slightly, his voice was calm but probing. “What do you mean, Victor Vayne?”Victor’s smirk widened, his eyes were glinting with malice. “What I mean,” he began, his tone deliberate and measured, “is that the person who struck my brother and turned him into an imbecile was none other than you, Mr. Marvin, hidden behind that little Scandinavian disguise you wore. Blond hair, pale skin, blue eyes... You thought you could fool me?”He leaned back in his chair, enjoying the moment. “I have enough evidence to prove this fact.”Marvin didn’t respond. His lips pressed into a firm line as he stared at Victor. His silence stretched across the room like a thick fog, but he refused to let Victor see him falter.Victor’s smirk turned into a sneer. “You cannot defend yourself now, can you?” he taunted, with a voice that dripped with contempt.Still, Marvin remained silent.Victor gestured sharply to Billy, who sat blankly on the plush sofa like a hollow shell of a man. “Take a
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR SHADOWS OF THE BLACK MARKET
Five days later, the convoy moved silently through the dense woods, the faint hum of engines was barely audible as ten trucks maneuvered along the narrow dirt path. Each truck was massive, as their contents were hidden under thick tarps. Driving ahead of them were two sleek black SUVs and a gleaming Bentley, their polished exteriors reflected the moonlight cutting through the trees.The vehicles slowed as they approached a large warehouse tucked deep in the forest. It was surrounded by armed men, their weapons were gleaming under the dim overhead lights. Their eyes were sharp, scanning the approaching vehicles with practiced precision.From the center of the armed group, a tall man with a rugged face and a thick beard stepped forward. He wore a black leather jacket, his presence commanding respect among the men. He was a man who was notorious in the black market for his ruthless efficiency.As the convoy halted, the trucks formed a neat line while the SUVs and Bentley came to a sm
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE STONE OF ALLURE
Inside the dimly lit room of the warehouse, Marvin and Luiz Tarejo sat across from each other at a sturdy wooden table. A bottle of red wine stood between them, along with two glasses. The air smelled faintly of tobacco and earth, and the hum of activity from outside was muffled by the thick walls.Luiz leaned back in his chair, his glass of wine in hand, swirling the dark liquid slowly.He glanced at Marvin, his gold tooth catching the dim light as he grinned. “You know, amigo,” he began, his South American accent thick and deliberate, “you should remember something.”Marvin raised an eyebrow, taking a small sip from his glass but saying nothing.Luiz leaned forward slightly, his tone softening. “I’m not helping you in dis risky business because of de money, Marvin.” He tapped his chest with two fingers. “No. It’s because you are my brother.”Marvin smiled faintly, setting his glass down. He knew Luiz’s words were genuine, but he also understood the reason behind them. Luiz was rem
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR LA SANGRE DE LA TIERRA
Luiz turned his head slightly and called out, his voice was loud and commanding. “Miguel! Bring de chest we brought with us.”From outside the room, muffled footsteps echoed, growing louder as they neared. Moments later, a muscular man in a dark jacket stepped into the room, carrying a small, iron-bound chest. The chest looked old but sturdy, its edges were reinforced with steel and its surface was marked with faint scratches, hinting at years of use.Miguel set the chest down on the wooden table with care, the sound of its weight thudded softly against the surface. Luiz waved a hand dismissively, his expression was calm but firm. “Gracias, Miguel. Now, leave us.”Miguel gave a slight nod, turned on his heel, and exited the room, closing the door quietly behind him. The air seemed heavier now, filled with an unspoken tension.Luiz reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, brass key. “Now, Marvin,” he said, with a tone that was low and almost teasing, “prepare yourself. What yo
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE CURSED GEM
Luiz’s trembling hands steadied slightly as he sat upright, his expression hardening. His fear gave way to an almost defiant determination. He stared at Marvin, his dark eyes were narrowing with suspicion. Then, with a forced calmness in his voice, he asked, “Why should I believe you, Marvin?”Marvin leaned back, folding his hands on the table, his face was composed but his voice firm. “Because what I say is the truth,” he said. “And because I have your best interests at heart, Luiz.”For a moment, Luiz said nothing. His gaze lingered on Marvin, probing him, trying to uncover the intent behind his words. Then, slowly, a grin spread across Luiz’s face, his gold tooth caught the dim light of the room. He leaned back in his chair, chuckling softly, his tone was now amused.“Ah, Marvin, Marvin,” Luiz said, shaking his head. “You are a clever man, no? But I see through you. You want de Alexandrite for yourself!” He pointed a playful finger at Marvin, his grin widening.Marvin’s expressio
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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
