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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR GHOSTS OF AMBITION
Suddenly, Marvin blinked and found himself in an entirely different place. The cold, sterile walls of the lab were gone, replaced by trees, cobblestone paths, and open fields bathed in twilight. He spun around, disoriented, feeling the soft grass under his feet and the cool breeze on his face.“Where am I?” he asked, his voice was a whisper, and his eyes darted around in confusion.Just then, Mr. Christopher appeared a few steps away, glowing softly as before, but this time, his eyes turned normal. “You are in Westwood, Marvin.”Marvin’s heart jumped. “Uncle!” he gasped. “I thought we were in Neovalle just a few minutes ago.”Mr. Christopher nodded calmly. “Yes, we were. In fact, we still are,” he replied, his voice was smooth and untroubled. “Our bodies are still in Neovalle. But with the help of the synapticore force, our souls are now here, in Westwood.”Marvin’s eyes widened in awe. “You mean…soul travel is possible with the synapticore force?”“The ultra mega synapticore force,
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR BEYOND FLESH AND BLOOD
Marvin looked at Mr. Christopher, his eyes filled with a quiet pride as he prepared to explain himself.“You see, Uncle,” he began, “I’ve loved technology for as long as I can remember. Even when I was a kid, I’d spend hours tinkering with old gadgets, taking them apart to see how they worked, then putting them back together. That curiosity never faded.”He paused, a small smile crossing his face as he recalled those early memories. For a moment, the weight of his recent betrayal faded, and he felt a glimmer of the same excitement that had driven him all his life. “All through high school, I studied tech with a great passion. I read every book I could find, joined every tech club, and even won a few competitions. By the time I reached college, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I majored in engineering, graduated with honors, and went on to complete a doctorate in advanced technology systems. I didn’t just study—I lived and breathed tech.”Mr. Christopher listened intently, clearly i
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE PATH TO POWER
Both groups began to walk toward each other, meeting in the middle of the courtyard. Marvin watched, eyebrows raised, as his father reached out his hand with a friendly smile. Evander Velcan took it firmly, and they exchanged a few words, their faces were polite but tense.Marvin’s eyes widened in shock. “What is going on here?” he muttered, as his voice was full of disbelief. “My father… being friendly with Evander Velcan? That man has always been one of his rivals. It seems my father is beginning to be careless in making friends.”Mr. Christopher’s eyes narrowed, and they began to glow a bright, sky blue. He stood silently for a moment, clearly using his synapticore abilities to study the situation.“It’s an alliance,” he said finally, his voice was low and serious. “Both families have been severely affected… by the things the results of decisions you took out of revenge, Marvin. They’re upset about the power that Tariq Khyber now holds in Westwood—power he only gained all thanks
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR GRADE 3: MORE THAN EXPECTED
Suddenly, they were back in Mr. Christopher’s secret chamber, with their souls settling back into their bodies. Both men took deep breaths, filling their lungs with air as they returned to the world of the living.Marvin opened his eyes, feeling the familiar weight of his own body, but with a new understanding of the power he might one day hold. Mr. Christopher breathed deeply beside him, his eyes no longer glowing, but watching Marvin with a quiet confidence.Mr. Christopher placed his palm on the fingerprint sensor at the base of the cocoon. As soon as his hand touched it, he could feel the energy inside of him flowing back into the cocoon. The soft, sky-blue light that represented his synapticore energy pulsed back to life within the device, filling the room with a gentle glow.The air grew calm, and Mr. Christopher turned to Marvin. "Let's go over to the lab. I could run some tests on you," he said with a faint smile.Marvin nodded, still filled with curiosity and a growing se
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR VOICES OF THE POWER FAMILIES
Three days after Marvin’s intense encounter with his uncle, Mr. Christopher Richmond, he began the grueling training to awaken the Ultra Mega Synapticore Force Grade 3 within him. This force, dormant and enigmatic, would be the key to his rise in a world teetering on the edge of conflict. While Marvin pushed his limits, far away in the heart of Westwood, a different storm was brewing.The heads of the eight most powerful families in Westwood arrived one by one at the imposing Westwood Grand Dome. This summit, known as WG-8, wasn’t an ordinary meeting. It was a chessboard of power, where the families who controlled vast portions of Westwood’s technology, energy, and wealth gathered to decide the fate of the newly discovered crystal: Astralyte.The first to arrive was Elias Orion, stepping out of a sleek black vehicle that seemed to hum with an otherworldly energy. The insignia on his forehead glowed faintly, the mark of his Cosmic Affinity. He could draw power from the stars themse
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM
Mr. Richmond’s sharp voice echoed through the grand dome, cutting through the heated debates. “Tariq Khyber,” he began, leaning forward, his eyes locking onto the head of Khyber Technologies, “let’s address the elephant in the room. We all know why you’re here—and it’s not for Astralyte’s benefit or for the good of Westwood.”The other family heads turned their attention to Richmond, intrigued by his sudden shift in tone.“You already control Diamond Bank, the largest financial institution in Westwood,” Richmond continued. “With it, you’ve gained an iron grip on the financial veins of our society. Every major transaction, every corporate deal—it all runs through you. And now, you want Astralyte. Why? To consolidate even more power? To ensure no one can ever oppose you again?”Tariq Khyber’s faint smirk faltered for the briefest moment. “Richmond,” he replied coolly, “you speak as though control and leadership are crimes. My bank provides stability. Without me, the financial sector of
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A FATAL SECRET
Tariq leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table as if sharing a secret. “Why not speak, Richmond, about the cannabis business you’ve been quietly operating in Neovalle? Or, better yet,” he added, his voice dropping lower, “the secret drug war you’ve been waging with the Bowen family. The same war that cost Daniel Bowen’s first son his life.”A sharp intake of breath rippled through the room. Daniel Bowen, one of the family heads whose towering figure with a reputation for both power and ruthlessness, froze. His expression shifted from suspicion to utter shock. “What?” he thundered, his voice was trembling with anger and disbelief. “A drug war? My son—”Tariq leaned back in his chair, with satisfaction gleaming in his eyes as the room erupted into murmurs and gasps. Richmond opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out, his expression was caught between denial and fury.“Daniel Richmond's hands clenched into fists, the betrayal cutting deeper with every word Tariq spoke.
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR SUSPICION
Tariq Khyber stood up, his movements were slow and deliberate, commanding attention in the room. With an air of confidence, he collected the thick folder from his assistant and opened it. From within, he retrieved a small flash drive, holding it up for everyone to see before passing it to the person in charge of the projector.“My fellow family heads,” he began, his voice was steady and measured, “the numbers don’t lie. Allow me to explain.”The projector screen lit up with charts and graphs as Tariq clicked a remote to begin his presentation. The first slide displayed a summary of Richmond Tech’s profits over the past five years, a consistent fifty billion dollars annually. Then the next slide appeared, showing the Richmond family’s total assets, which had mysteriously surged by five hundred billion in the same period.“As you can see here,” Tariq said, gesturing to the screen, “Richmond Tech’s official profits are accounted for. Fifty billion a year—very impressive for any compa
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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.
