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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE NEW RICHMOND
Marvin stepped out of his sleek, obsidian-black Aston Martin DB11, the sunlight danced off its meticulously polished surface. The low growl of the engine faded as he shut the door, with the unmistakable scent of fine leather and craftsmanship lingering in the air. His heart was still racing from the events of the past few days. He had just wrapped up the auctioning of his father’s tech goods, it was a massive success that spanned three intense days. The final tally? What he generated from the auction? Was a staggering four million dollars. "Father is going to be proud," Marvin thought with a growing sense of accomplishment. His chest swelled with pride. This was his moment—it was proof that he was ready to take on more responsibility as the heir to Richmond Tech Group. As the only child, he’d always felt the weight of the family’s expectations. Today, he felt like he’d finally measured up. As he stepped into the grand Richmond mansion, the cool air and familiar scent of po
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE HEIR'S REJECTION
“For goodness’ sake, Dad, how could you betray me by depriving me of my right as the rightful heir to your empire?” Marvin’s voice cracked with fury and disbelief. His chest heaved, his emotions were churning in a violent storm. His father, Mr. Richmond, didn’t flinch. He raised his hand to point at the shimmering Synapticore mark on his forehead, its soft glow was now a blinding reminder of the line that separated them. “Well, it’s simple, Marvin,” Mr. Richmond said coolly, his voice was flat, devoid of any warmth. “You don’t have *this*.” Marvin clenched his fists, his nails started digging into his palms as his father’s words cut deeper than any wound. “Oh, so it all comes down to this?” His frustration simmered beneath the surface, threatening to explode. “After everything I’ve done for this company, after all the bridges I’ve helped you build? I alone have generated over a hundred million dollars in three years for your so-called legacy.” His father scoffed, not even bother
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A QUESTION OF LOYALTY
Marvin pulled his sedan into a parking spot just outside the Mayor’s Bite restaurant. The neon lights flickered in the evening gloom, casting a pale glow on the sidewalk. He killed the engine and stepped out, stretching his back, wincing slightly as his hand brushed against the bandage on his head. Circling around to the back, he opened the door for his kids. “Easy, Bryan. Don’t hurt yourself,” he said, just in time to catch his son as the boy tumbled out, nearly tripping on the curb. Bryan grinned, as fearless as ever. “I’m fine, Dad.” Marvin chuckled despite himself, then turned his attention to his daughter. “Hey, sweetie, ready to come out?” His voice softened as he gently lifted her from the car seat, with her tiny hands clutching his shirt. She giggled, pressing her chubby cheek against his, and his heart melted just like it always did. But before he could fully savor the moment, Bryan’s voice broke through. “Dad, is your head still hurting?” Marvin adjusted his daugh
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A FATHER'S WORST NIGHTMARE
Marvin shot up from his seat, his legs turned shaky beneath him, but his heart raced with burning anger. His breath hitched, and his thoughts tumbled over each other like a dam ready to burst. He forced a strained smile, trying to make sense of the situation. "Honey, welcome... how—" "Hey, my little angels!" Martha’s voice cut through his greeting like a knife, her tone was unnervingly sweet, but it wasn’t for him. She breezed past Marvin as though he didn’t exist, swooping down to embrace their children. “Mommy, you’re late!” Bryan said, as his arms were wrapped tightly around her. His voice carried that mix of worry and joy, clearly happy to see her after what felt like an eternity. Martha tousled his hair. “I know, baby. I’m here now.” Marvin’s pulse quickened. He couldn’t believe it. Martha had never ignored him before—not once in their years together. She was always affectionate, always pulling him into her world. And now? Now, it was as if he was invisible. What was
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR FRACTURED TIES
Like a lightning bolt, Marvin’s fist clenched tight, his knuckles turned white as fury overtook him. His eyes were locked on the glowing Synapticore mark etched into Daniel’s forehead, it was the symbol of the man who had stolen his life, his future—his family. In a burst of adrenaline, Marvin lunged forward with a force he didn’t even know he had. His vision tunneled, and the world shrank down to the single goal of his fist smashing into Daniel’s skull. The crack of impact echoed through the restaurant as Marvin’s fist connected with Daniel’s head, right over that cursed Synapticore mark. Daniel staggered under the blow, and his body jolted from the sheer force. “You took everything from me!” Marvin roared, his voice was thick with years of suppressed rage. His next punch came hard and fast, the power of it was fueled by a cocktail of heartbreak and betrayal. “I’m going to destroy you!” But Daniel, whose blood was now trickling from the corner of his mouth, simply smirke
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR STRIPPED OF EVERYTHING
Two days after Marvin’s discharge from the hospital, he was driven home. The shock of his wife’s revelation still clung to him like a shadow, leaving him sober and hollow. It wasn’t just that he had wasted years loving the wrong person—the truth was worse: He had no children. As the car rolled to a stop in front of his house, Marvin barely noticed the towering structure before him. His mind was a battlefield, as the words of his wife replayed in a torturous loop. Therapy had been prescribed for his injured head, but how could twenty-four hours of counseling ever soothe the wreckage of a man who had lost everything? "Hey, I know you're dealing with a lot," said Mr. Fredrick from the driver’s seat, breaking the silence. "But don't be too hard on yourself, okay?" Marvin nodded absently. "Okay," he muttered, already opening the door. "If you need anything, just call me, alright?" Mr. Fredrick added before driving off, his voice was full of concern. Marvin stood at the entrance
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE COST OF DEFIANCE
Daniel’s fingers hovered over the edges of the papers, with a mocking smile playing on his lips as he skimmed through Marvin’s meticulously detailed calculations, theories and notes. “Marvin, Marvin…” Daniel mused, with a voice that was dripping with false admiration. “You’ve really put a lot of effort into all this, haven’t you?” His eyes darted across the pages, but the cold glint in them betrayed his true intentions. He picked up one sheet, holding it between his hands, as if savoring its fragility. “I wonder how it would feel to tear it in half,” he said, his tone was mocking, and lips curled into a twisted grin. “Daniel, don’t,” Marvin warned, his voice was firm but it was tinged with desperation. “Those papers... they’re my life's work. You don’t understand what you’re about to destroy.” Daniel’s gaze flicked up, his expression shifted from fake curiosity to a cold, brutal indifference. “Oh, I understand perfectly.” He sneered, his grip tightened on the paper. “What you see
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR UNTRACEABLE SHIPMENT
A few days later, Mr Richmond was seated in his office, watching a hologram that showed how his production staffs were developing a Quantum Computing Algorithm.These were algorithms that could harness the power of quantum computing to solve complex problems, such as optimizing supply chains, financial modeling, or advanced data encryption.In a few minutes, Mr Richmond leaned back in his leather chair, his eyes narrowed as he focused on the hologram infront of him. With a deep breath, he raised his his hand to his forehead, where the synapticore mark began to pulse.As his fingers made contact, the mark ignited a blue light, bathing the room it's glow.The energy from the mark surged through him, connecting his thoughts with the intricate workings of the Quantum Computing Algorithms his team was developing.As the connection solidified, the hologram began to shift, displaying complex data streams and projections.With the aid of the Synapticore force, his mind raced through the poss
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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.
