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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR A LONG LOST EMBRACE
Mr. Christopher Richmond looked at Marvin with a gentle, almost tender expression. He reached out a hand. "Yes, Marvin, it is me… come here."Marvin moved forward and wrapped his arms around his uncle, holding him in a warm embrace. The weight of everything—the surprise, the grief, the relief—pressed down on him."I… I can't believe it," Marvin murmured, his voice was thick with emotion.Mr. Christopher held him close. "I left when you were just one year old.""That was… that was over thirty years ago.""Yes," Mr. Christopher replied softly.After a moment, Marvin pulled back slightly, looking around the waiting area with a cautious glance. He leaned in close and lowered his voice. "So… I presume that you know about the Synapticore force. Don't you?"Mr. Christopher’s expression grew serious. He held Marvin’s gaze for a few long seconds, and his eyes were now filled with caution. "Details about the Synapticore force are not meant to be discussed in places like this," he said in a low
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR ECHOES OF THE PAST: THE RICHMOND LEGACY
The thudding sounds grew louder as Marvin and Mr. Christopher walked through the house. The noise echoed down the hall, making Marvin’s heart beat a little faster. He felt a mix of curiosity and fear—it sounded like something huge and powerful was being worked on just above them.Mr. Christopher let out a small sigh. "Oh, that would be Erasmus," he said with a touch of amusement.Marvin looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "What’s going on up there?""It’s that robot of his," Mr. Christopher explained. "It broke down during a recent construction project. Erasmus has been trying to fix it ever since, but he just can’t let it go."Marvin’s interest was piqued. "Can I see the robot?""Of course," Mr. Christopher said, nodding. "Let’s take the elevator."They stepped into the elevator, and Mr. Christopher pressed a button. The soft hum of the machine filled the air as they ascended. When the doors opened on the second floor, they walked down a short hallway until they reached a door. M
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR ECHOES OF THE PAST: A QUESTION OF AUTHORITY
Marvin looked at his uncle, feeling more confused. "But… but you… I mean, I don’t see any Synapticore mark on you."Mr. Christopher gave him a patient smile. "So you think I need a Synapticore mark to prove I have the Synapticore force?""A prickle of heat crept up Marvin’s neck, and he lowered his gaze, clenching his hands to keep from fidgeting. He wasn’t sure if he’d overstepped, or even looked down on his uncle, but he could feel his uncle’s patient eyes on him."I’m sorry, Uncle. I didn’t mean to be rude."Mr. Christopher chuckled softly. "No, no, it’s fine. Even the smartest people make wrong guesses sometimes."Marvin relaxed a little, but his mind was still buzzing with questions. He was desperate to understand more about his uncle. But something in his uncle’s calm, firm tone made him decide to hold back his questions—at least for now.He had to desist from asking Mr Christopher anything about the Synapticore force and why he was not the CEO of Richmond tech group.Then, a
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR IN THE FOOTSTEPS OF SECRETS
Mr. Christopher’s confident look faded, and he fell silent, as his eyes were fixed on the floor. He seemed to be deep in thought, processing what Marvin had said. Marvin’s words had struck a chord—there was a real chance that the Zypher family would offer the governor an enormous amount of money to sway him. And knowing the governor, he wasn’t exactly the type to turn down a deal like that.Finally, Mr. Christopher looked back at Marvin, and his face turned serious. "We have to find a way to stop her," he said.Marvin could see the determination in his uncle’s eyes, but he also saw a hint of worry. This wasn’t going to be easy."I’m trying to figure something out," said Marvin, with a hint of frustration in his voice. "But it just won’t come together. The Zypher's spectral manipulation abilities give them a big advantage in this wicked agenda of theirs."Mr Christopher nodded, understanding what his uncle meant. With that kind of power, they could push their agenda forward, making i
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE HEART OF SYNAPTICORE
Mr. Christopher gave Marvin a nod, signaling him to follow. They stepped out of the room, and Marvin couldn’t help but feel a mix of curiosity and confusion."Where are you taking me?" Marvin asked, his voice was tense.Mr. Christopher glanced back with a small, mysterious smile. "A very special place."They walked down a narrow hallway, and the dim blue lighting cast shadows on the walls. The path twisted and turned, leading them deeper into the quiet part of Mr. Christopher’s duplex. It felt secluded, like a part of the house that no one else knew about. Marvin noticed how quiet everything was here, as if they’d entered a hidden world where no outside noise could reach.Finally, they stopped in front of a large metallic door at the end of the hallway. The door was smooth and silver, with no handle, only a small, glowing sensor to the side.Mr. Christopher took a step forward and focused his right eye on the sensor. For a moment, the sensor glowed brighter, scanning his eye with a
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR PROOF OF POWER
Mr. Christopher looked at Marvin with intense eyes. "I know the main reason why you came to Neovalle," he said slowly. "And the reason you came to Neovalle… is the same reason I came to Neovalle thirty three years ago."Marvin stared back, feeling even more confused. He tried to understand, but his mind was racing. "Uncle, with all due respect, I don’t understand you. Could you… be more specific?" he asked, with a voice that was uncertain.Mr. Christopher paused, his gaze was fixed on Marvin. He seemed to be searching Marvin’s face for something, his expression was both serious and sad. Then, after a few moments, he took a deep breath."We share similarities, Marvin," he said in a calm but heavy tone. "We are both the first-born of our parents."Marvin frowned, still not seeing the connection. "So… what about that?" he asked, feeling a bit impatient.Mr. Christopher’s expression darkened. "But what makes us more alike, Marvin, is that I, too, am a rejected heir of my father."Marvin’s
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE ULTRA MEGA SYNAPTICORE FORCE
The room suddenly plunged into complete darkness, as though every light in the entire lab had been snuffed out. The air felt thick, heavy with an unexplainable tension. Marvin’s eyes strained, but he couldn’t see anything—not even his own hands. All around him, machines powered down, with their hums dying out into a silence that was both unsettling and absolute.Marvin’s heart pounded. His fists were clenched, and he raised them slightly, unsure if he would need to defend himself in the pitch-blackness.“Uncle!” he called out, his voice was tense, echoing through the dark room.There was no answer.“Uncle!” he shouted again, louder this time, his voice breaking a little. He waited, straining his ears for any sign of movement, but all he could hear was the pounding of his own heart.“Uncle, are you there? Stop all these games! I’m not buying it!” Marvin’s voice was firm, but deep down, he could feel a flicker of fear beginning to grow.Then, suddenly, a strange, soft light appeared i
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,
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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.
