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THE VENGEFUL HEIR The Private Investigator
“It’s true?!” Yona exclaimed in shock and suddenly started laughing. “Well, well, would you look at that? After spending much time rejecting him and not wanting this marriage, you finally fall when it’s too late to do anything about it. Amusing!” Yona chided.Mia creased her brows in annoyance. She wanted to say something and deny Yona’s claims, but she could not find the words. Yona was right. She could not tell exactly when or how, but she’d fallen for Liam, and now it wasn’t that easy to let go of him.“Come on Sis, you can do better. Don’t let that pathetic loser ruin our victory here today.” She paused, matching Mia’s confused gaze with an excited look,“Liam is gone!” Yona exclaimed, “We won’t have to ever deal with that loser again. With those documents he signed, we are not just rid of him, but free too, knowing he won’t try to use this separation to steal from us.”Mia remained frozen in place for a little while, and then shook her head and walked out. Yona and Carl were mo
THE VENGEFUL HEIR The Coincidental Meeting
“Who would that be and do you have any relationship to this person, any information that could help me in my investigation?” Marcus asked.Lord David remained quiet, giving it one more thought. Finally, he threw caution to the wind and said, “His name is Liam Maron, and he’s my son-in-law.” Lord David announced.Marcus remained quiet for a moment as if the name had struck a familiar chord, “I’ll let you know what I find.” He said and ended the call. Meanwhile, shortly after Mia returned to her room, her phone chimed with a notification. She retrieved the phone and as soon as she glanced at the screen, her hand weakend immediately.As she stared at the screen, she could see a large number of different accounts all tied to her family’s business. Accounts that she was not aware of.Slowly, she picked up the phone and started scrolling through the messages again. Suddenly she paused when she noticed a familiar name, and as she zoomed into it, her eyes flashed with horror. It was exactly
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Cecile
“Mia?” A familiar voice filtered softly into her ear. Mia turned around and her eyes widened at the sight of the woman. A tall beautiful woman with black hair stood behind her and waved.Her name was Cecile Thompson, Mia’s old classmate. She was the school’s reporter when they were still in college and Mia and her always had a close friendship, but after Cecile’s boyfriend broke up with her and started going out with Mia, their relationship quickly ended. After four years, they were finally meeting again for the first time. Although nervous at first, Mia was even more surprised that Cecile had agreed to meet in the first place. However, she did not expect to see such a stunning figure. Over the years, Cecile had transformed her look, dyed her hair black, and straightened it, even though the auburn curls still looked good on her.The last time Mia saw her was at a benefit thrown to raise awareness towards gentrification of some local neighborhoods in the city. Mia hid when she saw C
THE VENGEFUL HEIR He’s My Ex-Husband
Mia cleared her throat again, contemplating if she could trust Cecile with any of these. Even though they had a very close and personal relationship back on campus, it had been four years since then, and for all she knew this could have all just been an act and Cecile was not the same trusty person she’d always known her to be.Seeing her reluctance, Cecile’s gaze deepened. “I understand this may be quite serious before you’d decide to come to me about it, but I am working on the clock here, so whatever it is you have to tell me or need me to do, I suggest we get to it quickly.”Mia lifted her gaze and heaved a sigh. If she wanted to find out what was going on in her family, especially with her mother, maybe she just had to learn to trust Cecile again.With that, she grabbed her purse and pulled out a small folder, placing it on the table.Cecile stared at her hesitantly, and asked, arching her brows, “What’s this?”“I was hoping you’d tell me,” Mia answered. Slowly, Cecile reached f
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Mia's Investigator
“Your ex-husband?” Celine’s eyes widened in shock,“You were married?” She asked, and shifted her gaze to Liam again,“And to that?!” She exclaimed.“Shhh!” Mia hushed her, still hiding behind the chair,“What happened?” She asked, lowering her voice.Right then, the waitress arrived with their order of drinks and set it on the table.Mia groaned and said, “It’s part of the family complications I talked about.”Celine stared at her inquisitively and then Mia began, “Liam was,” she paused, scratching the back of her neck,“How do I say this?”“He and I were not meant to get married in the first place. It was just some crazy thing that happened and when my grandfather found out, he forced us to get hitched for real.”“You didn’t want to?” Celine asked, her face filled with confusion. She could not understand how anyone would not wish to get married to someone that hot. Even though she had barely seen his face, she could tell just by looking at his frame that Liam was stunning. Mia shoo
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Peter's Plans
Mia thought deeply, realizing for the first time that she knew nothing about the man’s family she had married. “Do you know anything about this man?” Celine asked with a raised brow. She could not imagine that Mia would marry a man whose family she had not even met. But judging by the look on her face, she didn’t need Mia to answer to know that she couldn’t feed her with any information.She heaved a deep sigh and leaned back into her seat. This would be one of her most challenging journalism jobs, but her resolve hardened. This was only going to prove her sharp intuition as a journalist and help her elevate in her career ladder, possibly securing the position of the deputy editor she’d wanted but was always denied every time, if she managed to get a strong report on both Peter Nelson and Liam.“So? Can you find out anything about him?” Mia asked in desperation.Celine took a long deep gaze at her and could tell there was more to this than just finding out Liam’s secrets. She could s
THE VENGEFUL HEIR The Virus
Liam picked up the paper bag and brought out a series of documents. Immediately, his eyes widened in shock. He could not tell what he was looking at immediately, but from a glance, they all looked like blueprints of and drawings of a new pharmaceutical company and a virus.On a much closer look, he picked up an illustration of what seemed like a rare chrysanthemum flower. This flower was known as the devil’s rose for a reason. It was said that despite its beauty, just a drop of its nectar was enough to kill a man instantly.Liam had recognized the flower from his years of training in the mountains of Asia, where his old master, Lui Fheng had illuminated his knowledge on rare toxins and herbs that could be used for healing and any other purposes. But of all the different and rare breeds of flowers found in the world, he named the Chrysanthemums the most potent and dangerous. They were said to grow in very cold and arid regions, under specific temperatures and their nectar could only
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Trust Works Both Ways
Martha stared at Liam deeply for a while and then asked, “Who are you?”Liam drew a deep breath. He had half expected her to ask him something personal, but he never imagined she’d ask about his identity. Revealing his identity, particularly now was a dangerous move, but he decided that if he needed her to trust him, he’d have to trust her too.With that, he held a strong gaze and replied, “Liam… My name is Liam Moran.”Martha arched her brows in confusion and cleared her throat, “The name doesn’t ring any bells,” before Liam could say anything else, she quickly interjected,“Mr. Moran, like you said we are dealing with dangerous people here, and I need to know before we can go further with any discussions that I can trust my life to be safe in your hands. I need to know that you are capable of protecting me.”Liam heaved a deep sigh. He could see her concerns and worry, but there was no need for them. However, he realized that if he needed her to be convinced, he’d have to tell her
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The Unexpected Ally
Jack slammed the warehouse door shut as soon as he returned to Liam's mansion. He wasn't sure it was a good idea to still meet Monroe now. Peter's man could have still been trailing him. This time, his steps were slower than usual, more deliberate, and there was a raw edge in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. Liam caught it immediately.“You good?” Liam asked from across the room.Jack didn’t answer at first. His eyes flicked away for a moment before he spoke, and even then, his voice was low.“I was followed.”Liam stood still, he was surprised for a moment and feared they had been compromised, but something in his posture stiffened. “You handled it?”“Yeah,” Jack said, but the word carried a weight that made Liam pause.Jack exhaled and glanced over his shoulder. “It wasn’t just a tail. He was sent. Gun, silencer, no hesitation. He said Peter knows. Everything. The prison, the program. He knew who I was meeting and why.”Liam’s jaw clenched, but he said nothing.Jack looked ar
An Ambush
Liam quietly pulled Jack aside with a glance, but the others stayed where they were, watching Mara and murmuring in low tones. Jack followed Liam to a dim corner of the warehouse, his steps cautious but also laced with curiosity. He could tell that Liam wanted to talk to him about something important, but what was it? To the best of his knowledge, this situation with Mara had already been resolved.“We’re not done here,” Liam said in a low voice just as they reached the corner of the warehouse. “Not by a long shot. But if we’re doing this… I need to know if you can still reach your contact in Santa Fe.”Jack’s brows knitted. “The prison director?”Liam nodded. “We need options. If we’re serious about using this program to redeem people, we start with the ones already sentenced. No one innocent or coerced. Just people who are willing to redeem themselves.”Jack looked away for a second, his jaw tightening. “I can try. I haven’t spoken to him in months, but we’ve done favors for each ot
Mara
Evelyn frowned and turned her face away the moment Darius looked at her, pride glowing behind his eyes. Her shoulders were tense, her jaw locked tight. “You crossed a line,” she muttered, barely louder than a breath.Darius blinked in a dismissive way, “She volunteered.”“She’s still a human being,” Evelyn snapped, rounding on him now. “You don’t get to experiment on people and hide behind consent like it’s a shield. You think because she said yes, that makes it clean?”“She chose this,” Darius replied calmly. “She wanted to be useful.”“Useful?” Evelyn’s voice rose. “Is that what we’re calling this now? Weaponizing people, locking them in chambers like test subjects—useful?”Liam stood still, watching the tension crackle between them. He didn’t speak, didn’t breathe. His gaze remained fixed on the woman now standing inside the slowly opening chamber. She was curled around with mist, her form slowly becoming clearer with every breath she took.Jack stepped subtly to the side, closer t
A New Creation
The cheers were still echoing faintly in the room, until Darius stepped forward. The noise died instantly, like someone had flipped a switch. Every eye turned to him. He looked directly at Liam, his expression unreadable, and then slowly, he extended his hand.Liam stared at it for a moment, contemplating on what it meant if he took it. The silence was deafening now—not tense, but waiting.His hand twitched at his side, unable to easily shake Darius‘. He needed these people. He needed their knowledge, their strength, their will to fight. But he also knew what Peter was capable of. He had seen people broken and remade because of a mad man’s ambitions. If he failed, these people, these survivors, would be the next victims.His fingers flexed uneasily. Could he really ask this of them?Evelyn shifted beside him, then softly cleared her throat.Liam turned his head slightly, meeting her gaze. She didn’t say a word, but he saw it in her eyes. Trust them. Trust yourself. With a deep breat
A Rebellion Forms
The sky was still dark when Liam, Jack, and Evelyn pulled out of the driveway. It was early in the morning and Evelyn had suggested that they made the trip before Peter’s men could be active. Rain drizzled lightly, a soft mist clinging to the windows as they drove to the rebel group’s hidden location. The silence in the car was thick, only the hum of the engine and the occasional sigh from Jack in the backseat filled the space.Liam drove with one hand on the wheel, the other clenched against his thigh. “You’re sure this is the only way?” He asked, glancing at Evelyn.“Yes,” Evelyn said from the passenger seat, her eyes fixed directly on the road ahead. “If we go to the Tribunal directly, we’ll be walking into a trap. But where we’re going… they’re not part of that world anymore.”Jack leaned forward. “Where exactly are we going?”Evelyn didn’t answer right away. She just reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a worn slip of paper. “Take the next left,” she said quietly.Although
The Regroup
The rain hadn’t let up since morning. It was the next day after Peter escaped with the Morath Relic. Liam and Jack had returned to Evelyn’s house. It was a slow morning. The rain beat against the windows of Evelyn’s old house like a warning—steady, relentless, and cold. But inside, the warmth of the crackling fireplace did little to ease the weight pressing on Liam’s shoulders.He sat on the edge of the couch, elbows on his knees, staring into the flames, watching mindlessly as they crackled, lost in thought. Jack leaned against the wall near the window, quietly, his arms crossed, eyes flicking between the storm outside and the silence inside. Evelyn moved around the room quietly, her presence as calming as it was commanding, her white lab coat flaring behind her like a cape.“So,” Jack finally said, breaking the silence, “he has the relic now.”Liam nodded slowly. “And he used it. I felt it—like a ripple tearing through the air.”Evelyn returned to the center of the room, setting dow
Peter’s Monsters
Meanwhile after Peter left Moran’s mansion, he was filled with a new air of confidence as he strode into his laboratory, the Morath Relic clutched tightly in his hand, its cold surface pulsing faintly against his palm. The air inside the facility smelled of chemicals, burnt metal, and something else, something old, something forgotten like it was an abandoned lair. He exhaled slowly, allowing himself a moment to savor his victory. Once again, he had clashed with the Ogini, and once again, he had walked away triumphant. But this time was different.This time, he knew he was running out of his sharp edges, and there was another potential problem, Jack. That boy was the variable he hadn’t accounted for, the unexpected force tilting the balance. If it had been just the Ogini, Peter would have already cemented his dominance. But Jack had proven to be more than a nuisance—he was a real threat. The energy inside him, the way he wielded it, the way he had managed to break through the Ogini’
In The Last Minute
Jack barely had time to react. One second, he saw Liam’s eyes flickering between red and blue, a sign of the battle raging inside him. The next, the Ogini lunged.A sharp gasp escaped Jack as a powerful hand clamped around his throat. His feet left the ground, his body hoisted effortlessly into the air. The grip was tight, crushing, cutting off his air. He clawed at Liam’s arm, kicking violently, but it was useless. The Ogini was too strong and it had gotten him right where it wanted.A cold smirk spread across The Ogini’s lips. His eyes digging deep into Jack’s as if trying to capture his very soul.Jack’s vision blurred at the edges, his lungs burning. His body thrashed, instinct screaming at him to fight, but his strength was fading fast. The Ogini tilted its head slightly, eyes glowing with eerie amusement as it studied him like a toy that was about to break.“You’ve been quite the nuisance,” the Ogini murmured, its voice smooth yet sharp, layered with something ancient and cruel.
In The Last Minute
Jack barely had time to react. One second, he saw Liam’s eyes flickering between red and blue, a sign of the battle raging inside him. The next, the Ogini lunged.A sharp gasp escaped Jack as a powerful hand clamped around his throat. His feet left the ground, his body hoisted effortlessly into the air. The grip was tight, crushing, cutting off his air. He clawed at Liam’s arm, kicking violently, but it was useless. The Ogini was too strong and it had gotten him right where it wanted.A cold smirk spread across The Ogini’s lips. His eyes digging deep into Jack’s as if trying to capture his very soul.Jack’s vision blurred at the edges, his lungs burning. His body thrashed, instinct screaming at him to fight, but his strength was fading fast. The Ogini tilted its head slightly, eyes glowing with eerie amusement as it studied him like a toy that was about to break.“You’ve been quite the nuisance,” the Ogini murmured, its voice smooth yet sharp, layered with something ancient and cruel.
