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Marvin took a deep breath as the hefty man in the suit finished purchasing his VIP tickets and strutted away with his loosely dressed entourage. His stomach churned, and anger simmered just beneath the surface, but Marvin clenched his fists and stepped forward to the counter, determined to keep his cool."Please, can I get two VIP tickets?" Marvin asked, his voice was calm but firm.The ticket seller glanced up at him, his expression was flat. Without a word, the young man grabbed the stack of VIP tickets he'd just given to the man in the suit and shoved them back into a locker behind the counter. He returned to Marvin with two regular tickets instead, sliding them across the counter."Give me your money," the salesman said, with a tone that was cold and dismissive.Marvin's jaw tightened. "Young man, don't start. You had VIP tickets a second ago. What’s going on? The ones you just gave me are regular membership tickets, not VIP."The ticket seller sighed, barely looking up. "Those
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR PAYMENT CONFIRMED
The security guard, a tall man with a shaved head, stepped forward and broke the tense silence. "If this man intends to buy all the tickets, I think we should give him a chance." His voice was calm but firm, carrying an authority that made everyone, including the ticket seller, pay attention."Bring out all the tickets." He ordered, as his eyes were locked onto the salesman.The ticket seller hesitated, as his face was scrunched up in disbelief. "Are you serious?"The guard nodded, as his expression turned stern. "Do as I say."Reluctantly, the ticket seller opened the locker behind the counter again, pulling out the entire stack of VIP tickets and the other varieties of tickets. The security guard slapped them down on the counter with a smirk. "However many this is." He said, eyeing Marvin, "I must warn you—if you can’t pay for all of them, I’ll will ensure that you are thrown out of here. Even though you’ve already bought a ticket for yourself."Marvin didn’t flinch. His voice was
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE SHOW MUST GO ON
Marvin stood there, calm as ever, with a slight grin on his face. The crowd still buzzed with excitement around them, but Marvin's focus was only on the tall guard. He let the silence linger for just a moment before speaking."You want to hear what I wish for?" Marvin said, with a steady voice. "Fine, I will tell you."The guard blinked, still struggling to understand everything that had happened. Marvin stepped a little closer, his smile faded as his tone became serious."I wish for a special show." Marvin said. "I want "The Silver Mirage" to be played on every screen in this cinema."The guard’s eyes widened in disbelief. "*The Silver Mirage*? You want us to play that for everyone?"Marvin nodded, as there was not a hint of doubt in his expression. The guard shook his head, looking more confused than ever."But... that’s not possible," the guard stammered. "Do you know how many important people are in this cinema right now? Some of them paid for VIP tickets to see blockbuster film
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR HEADLIGHTS AND IMPACT
Marvin sat comfortably in the plush seat, the screen was flickering as *The Silver Mirage* began. The opening scenes were filled with breathtaking landscapes, and soon the crowd around him was captivated. People whispered excitedly, and eyes were glued to the action on screen.The security guard, who had been so worried about switching the movie, peeked into the theater from the back. He was surprised to see that everyone seemed to be enjoying the film. No one was upset, no one complained. Instead, there was laughter, gasps, and the occasional "wow" from the audience. A wave of relief washed over him. Marvin’s unusual request hadn’t caused the chaos he feared. Everything was going smoothly, for now.Marvin, however, was only half watching the movie. His mind wandered as he realized something—Stella wasn’t there. She was supposed to meet him at the cinema. They had plans, not just for the movie, but to discuss something important. The deal with Orion Dynamics was a big one, and
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR SHADOWS AND SALVATION
His vision blurred, and for a moment, all he could hear was a ringing in his ears.When the car finally stopped, Marvin was slumped in his seat, dazed. His heart pounded in his chest, his breathing was rapid and shallow. His hands were trembling, barely able to grip the steering wheel. He blinked, trying to focus, but everything around him was spinning. The world outside his window was a blur of lights and shadows. His chest ached, and he realized he’d been holding his breath.Marvin groaned, the pain in his head was worsening as he slowly tried to sit up straighter. He wasn’t sure how badly he was hurt, but he could feel the dull throbbing in his shoulder and ribs from the force of the crash.Marvin’s head was still spinning, and his vision turned blurry from the crash. He could hear the faint hum of the engine, but his car had stopped moving. His body ached, and the pain in his head throbbed like a drum. He tried to take deep breaths, but they came out shaky and uneven.Just as h
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR SURVIVING THE UNTHINKABLE
Stella knelt down beside Marvin, gently placing her hand on his shoulder. “Come on, we need to get you out of here.” she said, her voice soft but urgent. Marvin groaned, his body aching as she helped him sit up straighter. “What... what are you doing here?” Marvin managed to ask, his voice was weak and shaky. His head was still pounding, and his vision blurred again as he tried to focus on her face.Stella didn’t answer right away. Instead, she slipped her arm around his back and slowly helped him out of the car. Marvin winced in pain, feeling every bruise and ache from the crash, but with Stella’s support, he was able to stand.She guided him carefully toward her vehicle, which was still idling nearby. “Come on, Marvin, stay with me,” she said as she opened the passenger door and helped him into the front seat. Marvin sank into the seat, and his head began to spin. “Stella... why?” he whispered, his words slurred, but Stella was already shutting the door and hurrying around to the
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR AN UNCERTAIN DEPARTURE
The next few hours blurred together. Stella had arranged for Marvin and his mother, Sophia Richmond, to escape to Neovalle, a distant city where they could be safe from Mr Richmond.******Stella had pulled strings within two days to get their visas quickly, and everything had seemed to be in order.Now, they were rushing toward Westwood Airport, Stella drove with a quiet focus, her grip was tight on the steering wheel.Marvin sat in the backseat, and his mother sat next to him. He was still reeling from the news that his father wanted him dead. He couldn't wrap his head around it—his own father, willing to pay assassins to kill him. His stomach churned with anxiety as they sped down the highway.Sophia Richmond placed a comforting hand on Marvin’s arm. “Everything will be fine,” she whispered, though her eyes were clouded with worry. “We’ll be safe soon.”When they arrived at the airport, everything felt rushed and chaotic. They hurried through the busy terminal, and Stella led them
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR OLD TIES NEW TRICKS
Marvin’s mind was still spinning from the officer’s words when suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind. “Hello, give way, I have to check in.” It was Martha Arceneaux. She stood just a few feet away, holding her son Bryan’s hand, her eyes scanned the scene with a smug look on her face.Marvin’s heart sank further. How could she be here? How did she get involved in this? And how did she manage to take their slots and thwart their escape plan?Sophia Richmond turned, her expression instantly hardened with pure hatred. She stepped in front of Martha, blocking her path.Martha smirked, not even trying to hide her contempt. “Hey, old madam, please get out of the way. I’ve got a flight to catch.” Her tone was sharp, almost mocking.Sophia’s eyes narrowed, as her anger began to rise quickly. “I’m not moving,” she said coldly. “How did you get our visa slots? How did you even manage this?” Martha crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, pretending to be innocent. “What are you talking a
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A slow smile crept across Marvin’s lips as he realized something—no one was here to witness what was about to happen.This was perfect.But even with the advantage, a deep sense of urgency gripped him. He had to act fast.A sharp memory surfaced—Mrs. Evelyn’s instrument, the Solstium.The last time she used it on him, it had drained every ounce of strength from his body, leaving him breathless, weak… and coughing out blood.His fingers twitched. The pain of that moment was still fresh. He couldn’t afford to let it happen again.Even though he had only trained a few times since then, he had to get this one right.His mind sharpened, pushing past doubt. He had studied the balance of sound, airwaves, and frequency. He had practiced—just like he did with the rabbit in uncle Christopher's lab.Slowly, he reached out with his telepathic maneuver, with his energy stretching toward Mrs. Evelyn’s mind.The air around them shifted. A subtle vibration hummed through the space.Mrs. Evelyn blin
TENSION AT THE MEZZANINE
Marvin’s jaw tightened. His mind raced through possible ways to turn the situation around, to regain control. But no matter how hard he tried, he kept hitting a wall. Mrs. Evelyn Harold had outplayed him. He had destroyed her submarine, destroyed her research, and yet, here he was—backed into a corner with no clear escape.It was a great surprise really how she could be so smart to gain back the upper hand even when it seemed like she lost everything. His fingers curled slightly against the table. He had built his empire through strategy, through knowing when to push and when to retreat, and this was one of those moments where pride had to be set aside. He needed to think, to buy time.Mrs. Evelyn watched him with quiet amusement, knowing she had him exactly where she wanted. She raised her hand slightly, and the attendants and servers around the mezzanine stopped moving.“Leave us,” she commanded, her tone was sharp and unquestionable.Without hesitation, the servants quickly m
THE WOMAN WITH NOTHING TO LOSE
Marvin’s gaze remained steady as he stepped forward, his expression remained unreadable. He moved with a slow, deliberate pace, his footsteps echoing softly against the polished floor. As he reached the table, he pulled out the chair and took his seat, with his eyes never leaving Mrs. Evelyn Harold.Then, with a smirk that barely reached his eyes, he greeted her."Mrs. Harold," he said, his voice was low and smooth. "It’s an honor."Mrs. Evelyn Harold’s smile did not waver, but there was a glint of something unreadable in her gaze. She set her wine glass down, with her fingers tapping lightly against its rim.Her eyes flickered to his empty hands. "Where is your award?" she asked, arching a brow.Marvin leaned back slightly, his fingers brushing against the armrest of the chair. "I gave it to a friend to hold for me," he said simply, with a tone that was casual but carrying an unmistakable undertone of meaning.Mrs. Evelyn’s lips pressed together briefly before she exhaled, swirli
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Helena’s grin widened as she gazed at Marvin, and her eyes were sparkling with admiration.“Congratulations, Marvin. I told you that you would win.”Marvin chuckled, shaking his head slightly. “Well, what can I say? Thank you for believing in me.”Helena’s gaze shifted to the award in his hand. She reached out, brushing her fingers against its smooth surface.“This award… it’s more than just a trophy. It’s proof of your hard work, your brilliance. You deserve this, Marvin.”Marvin smiled, but his eyes remained locked on her. His voice softened as he spoke.“However, having you in front of me is a greater reward than this one in my hand.”Before Helena could respond, Marvin closed the distance between them, cupping her face gently. With a steady gaze, he leaned in, pressing his lips against hers in a deep, passionate kiss.The world around them faded. The applause, the murmuring voices, the flashing lights—it all became a distant hum. In that moment, it was just the two of them, wrap
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Marvin took a deep breath, letting the moment sink in. The weight of the award in his hands was a reminder of how far he had come.He looked up, his gaze was steady as he addressed the audience. His voice was calm but carried an undeniable strength."First, I want to thank my uncle, Christopher Richmond. Without him, I wouldn't be standing here today. When I was lost, he guided me. When I doubted myself, he believed in me. He taught me that greatness isn’t given—it’s earned. Uncle Christopher, this victory is as much yours as it is mine. Thank you."The audience clapped warmly. Some nodded in agreement, recognizing the older Richmond’s contributions.Marvin continued, "I also want to express my gratitude to the Neovalle government. Years ago, when I presented my project—Helios—it was just an idea, a dream. But this city saw potential where others saw nothing. They gave me my first real platform, and from there, Helios took off. The rest… well, the rest is history. Thank you for believ
CROWNING TRIUMPH
Marvin sat still, his body was tense as the anticipation in the hall thickened. His heart pounded hard against his ribs, each beat was echoing in his ears like a war drum. He felt the pressure of the moment gripping him, the weight of countless expectations resting on his shoulders. His fingers twitched slightly against his thighs, his breath was slow but measured.Meanwhile, Richard Whitfield sat with an air of supreme confidence. He smirked, his chin slightly raised, as if he had already envisioned himself walking onto that stage and shaking hands with the First Lady. The gleam in his eyes screamed victory, his demeanor was one of a man who believed the night belonged to him.Mrs. Evelyn Harold held the decorated envelope in her hands, with her fingers resting lightly on its golden edges. As she stared at the bold lettering inside, her brows furrowed slightly. A flicker of something unreadable crossed her face—annoyance? Displeasure? Whatever it was, it did not go unnoticed.Ma
TECH MAN OF THE YEAR
Marvin’s breath caught in his throat. His pulse quickened as he gazed at Helena, his eyes looked to be searching hers, desperate to understand what she was about to say. He could see the conflict within her, the hesitation and longing battling beneath her trembling lips."Because of what?" Marvin asked, his voice was barely above a whisper.Helena swallowed hard, her hands were still lightly touching his face. Slowly, she exhaled, as if gathering the courage to reveal the truth she had hidden for so long."Because I love you, Marvin," she said softly, with a voice that was filled with raw emotion. "I wanted to be with you in every way possible. I wanted to love you the way a human woman could."Marvin’s brows furrowed slightly, his heart was pounding against his ribs.Helena continued, her fingers brushing against his cheek. "I sacrificed my Synapticore Force... so I could be with the man I love. So I could make love to you, hold you, flesh on flesh and experience life as you do."Ma
A NIGHT OF FATE AND PASSION
By the way, Marvin could see the depth of her longing, the unspoken pain in her words. And now, his own emotions swirled in a confusing mess of guilt, regret, and sorrow. He felt a lump in his throat and struggled to find the right words, but his shame kept him quiet. What could he say? He had never imagined this side of her—this vulnerable, broken part.Before he could speak, the sound of footsteps echoed from nearby, and the illusion of solitude was shattered. A few people were beginning to walk in the direction of their secluded spot, unaware of the intimate moment they were interrupting.Marvin shifted uncomfortably, feeling exposed. The conversation, so private, suddenly felt too vulnerable, too raw for anyone to overhear. He looked at Helena, who seemed to be lost in her own thoughts. Her tears were still falling, but there was nothing he could say to ease her pain now—not with others coming closer.Helena’s expression remained unreadable, but Marvin could feel the weight of
MACHINE TO HUMAN
Helena took a deep breath before speaking again, her fingers still tracing the edge of her glass. She hesitated, her eyes flickering to the side for a brief moment before returning to Marvin."I got tired of being a machine," she said, her voice was soft but heavy with the weight of her words. "I wanted to feel… more like a human being."Marvin’s heart raced as he listened to her, and for a moment, he was tempted to read her mind. The Synapticore Force inside him hummed with curiosity, urging him to understand the truth hidden in her thoughts. But he quickly resisted the temptation. He respected her privacy—if she wanted him to know something, she would tell him.Her eyes locked onto his, and a slight, knowing smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Perhaps she noticed the brief flicker of uncertainty in him, but Marvin wasn’t sure.“How about your Synapticore?” Marvin asked, his voice was low but curious. He didn’t want to press her, but something inside him urged him to ask.He
