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The Hidden Heir Chapter Sixty
Jessica POV Jessica lost herself in a novel as the setting sun painted the world in golden hues. “Finally, some peace.”Her phone buzzed. It was Logan. Logan’s message reads: “Remember me, Jessica?”Jessica sighed! “Not again…”Maybe she was wrong. No peace for the wicked. She hasn’t been good all along. Just as she was about to drop her phone, her screen flashed. It was Logan again. “Jessica, you know I hold the cards, I will get you exposed. You know I take pleasure in things like this” Logan’s message flashed on her screen. Logan’s message chilled Jessica to the bone. It held no remorse but threatened to unveil her secrets, particularly the intimate moments with Rodrick. Despite the fear, Jessica refused to yield to Logan’s threats. “I won’t give in,” Jessica affirmed, her voice resolute.“But he knows too much,” her inner voice said on her behalf. “I can’t let fear control me,” Jessica replied, determination firm in her tone.“Facing it head-on is the only way,” she reaffir
The Hidden Heir Chapter Sixty- One
The city pulsed with life as Ryan, propelled by a surge of adrenaline, darted through the neon-lit streets. Shadows, silent pursuers, keep pace with his heartbeat. Each twist and turn heightened the tension, mirroring the labyrinth of uncertainty that had become his life.The mystical watch on Ryan's wrist flickered with an ethereal glow, seemingly attuned to the danger that lurks in the darkness. The once familiar streets transformed into a maze, each alley a potential trap. Ryan's breaths came in ragged gasps, the echoes of his footsteps blending with the distant sounds of the city.Finally, a dimly lit alley presented a brief relief.Ryan ducked into the shadows, his back pressed against a cold brick wall. He caught his breath, the hushed sounds of footsteps passing by like distant whispers.As he waited, thoughts whirled in his mind like a tempest. The watch, a silent companion, pulsed with calming energy. It's as if the ancient artifact understands the gravity of the situation
The Hidden Heir Chapter Sixty- Two
Emily? Emily was that name that sounded familiar to him. It seemed as though he was going to remember her, but there was an obstruction. He was probably only remembering things he’d been told of. No one has told him about Emily yet. However, he knew that there was a story to Emily. He was curious to know, to ask Turner about the connection between him and Emily but somehow, he’d rather prefer to know what his past life was like with his father and what his future held instead of knowing someone that might not hold any significance. He chose to further the discussion they were having before the mention of “Emily.” As the weight of the revelations settled in the room, Ryan fixated on Turner, a plethora of questions burning in his eyes.Ryan leaned forward. "Turner, how do we unveil the secrets hidden within this watch? What's the key?”Turner, with a thoughtful gaze, crossed the room to a mahogany cabinet. He retrieved a small, ancient-looking box, its surface etched with thorny pa
The Hidden Heir Chapter Sixty- Three
The observatory, once a sanctuary of forgotten truths, had held the promises of both enlightenment and peril. Ryan had braced himself for the unknown as a shadowy figure emerged from the depths of the chambers.A sinister tone echoed, "Welcome, Ryan. The journey has only just begun."The figure had stepped into the light, revealing a face that had sent shivers down Ryan's spine."It couldn't be," Ryan had muttered, his voice barely audible.Turner, his expression cautious yet composed, had spoken in a measured tone, "Who were you, and what did you seek in this place?"The figure's lips had curled into a chilling smile. "I was but a seeker of the truths hidden within these walls."Ryan, fighting the tremor in his voice, had demanded, "Tell me what you knew about my father, about the watch!"The figure had remained enigmatic, offering only a tantalizing hint. "Your father was like a key, a key to unlocking the mysteries. And now, the responsibility fell upon you, young man Ryan."As te
The Hidden Heir Chapter Sixty- Four
In the dimly lit study, Mr. Smith paced with purpose, his mind a whirlwind of clandestine strategies aimed at neutralizing the looming threat of Ryan, a figure whose intentions remained an enigma. Summoning Raven, his most trusted confidant, Mr. Smith sought counsel in devising a plan to navigate the perilous web woven by Ryan's influence.As Raven materialized, cloaked in shadows, Mr. Smith acknowledged his presence with a nod, indicating the gravity of the impending discussion."Raven," Mr. Smith's voice resonated with urgency, "our adversary, Ryan, continues to obstruct our pursuit of the family's truths. His motives have remained elusive, and his presence poses a grave threat."Raven's stoic demeanor conveyed understanding, and his silent presence was a testament to years of unwavering loyalty."I require your expertise," Mr. Smith continued, his tone unwavering. "A calculated scheme must be orchestrated to undermine Ryan's influence."Raven's hooded gaze remained fixed on Mr. Sm
The Hidden Heir Chapter Sixty- Five
Turner and Evans, esteemed associates, found themselves embroiled in a web of skepticism surrounding Raven's cryptic background. Their loyal dedication to a cause beyond Smith led them to harbor growing doubts about Raven's mysterious persona and secret gimmicks."Evans, do you sense something amiss with Raven? Something about him.” Turner questioned, concern etched into the lines of his furrowed brow as they conversed within the secluded hallways of the estate.Evans, known for his strategic insight, mirrored Turner's unease. "Yes, indeed, Turner. Raven's origins remain unknown, and his recent actions have raised suspicion. I'm not going to lie. I suspect him around Ryan.”Their shared apprehension grew as they witnessed Raven's calculated interactions, each move was like a calculated step veiled in ambiguity."He's fostering an intimate relationship with Ryan," Turner said nodding his head, his analytical mind scrutinizing the said puzzle from Raven. "But his past remains dark. I
The Hidden Heir Chapter Sixty- Six
Turner and Evans found themselves entrenched in a chilling silence following the disappearance of their spy. The estate, once a hub of strategic planning, now echoed with uncertainty, shrouded in a dreadful veil of Raven's cunning.Fearing the worst, Turner sought counsel with Evans in the dimly lit confines of their safe room. "Our situation has taken a dire turn. The spy's disappearing act is Raven's message— it's an unsettling warning of what he is capable of."Evans nodded grimly. "Raven's awareness of our surveillance indicates a deeper level of sense. He's a formidable adversary."Their meticulous investigation had backfired, inadvertently alerting Raven to their pursuit and leading to the spy's disappearance without a trace. Each attempt to locate the spy hit dead ends, leaving them ensnared in the enigmatic web Raven had spun."We must move with caution," Turner suggested, his voice laced with caution. "Raven's foresight has given him the upper hand. We cannot risk further e
The Hidden Heir Chapter Sixty- Seven
In the dimly lit parlor, the conversation between Raven, Ryan, and the hidden spy lingered, shrouded in an air of enigma and concealed intentions. As the exchange continued, Raven's measured composure began to wane subtly, sensing a shift in the cryptic conversation."The stories within these walls often harbor truths beyond our grasp," Ryan remarked, attempting to steer the discussion away from the veiled tension that permeated the room.Raven, however, was visibly unsettled, his calculating gaze fixed on the shadowy recess where the spy lurked. "Some stories should remain buried, lest they unravel the delicate tapestry of our lives."The spy, sensing Raven's unease, stepped forward from the shadows, revealing their faces to the dim light—a move that sparked a ripple of panic in Raven's eyes. The spy's countenance bore traces of experience and determination, a face obscured for too long."Your insistence on concealment has reached its culmination, Raven," the spy said calmly, their v
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“Why are you so nervous?” Turner asked Ryan who was pacing the floors of his home, sweat running down his back and his breathing a bit chopped.“This is huge, Turner. This is huge!”“But you both are on the same page, right? There’s nothing to be nervous about”“No, the streamers shouldn’t go down that way. And why are they yellow? I don’t want anything yellow.” Ryan said to one of his staff who was hanging up the streamers, not answering Turner.“Okay, you’re one step away from scaring them and making them run for the hills. Come have a drink.” Turner smiled as he stood up and guided Ryan out of the living room and into the dining room.“Why is the cake still out? Shouldn’t it be cooling off in the freezer? It’s not yet time for it to be out.” Ryan commented as he spied the cake with lettering on the counter.“Apparently, this place is off limits too.” Turner added before he dragged him up the stairs. When Ryan protested, Turner stopped at the landing and spoke to him.“Listen, Ryan
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“Why are you so nervous?” Turner asked Ryan who was pacing the floors of his home, sweat running down his back and his breathing a bit chopped.“This is huge, Turner. This is huge!”“But you both are on the same page, right? There’s nothing to be nervous about”“No, the streamers shouldn’t go down that way. And why are they yellow? I don’t want anything yellow.” Ryan said to one of his staff who was hanging up the streamers, not answering Turner.“Okay, you’re one step away from scaring them and making them run for the hills. Come have a drink.” Turner smiled as he stood up and guided Ryan out of the living room and into the dining room.“Why is the cake still out? Shouldn’t it be cooling off in the freezer? It’s not yet time for it to be out.” Ryan commented as he spied the cake with lettering on the counter.“Apparently, this place is off limits too.” Turner added before he dragged him up the stairs. When Ryan protested, Turner stopped at the landing and spoke to him.“Listen, Ryan
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Five
“Greetings.” One of the students who passed by the school greeted me with a bow. Ryan who had been staring at the completed and now functional school building tore his eyes away from it and responded to the student who was already several steps ahead. He looked around to realize that sometime during his gazing, the students had let out for their lunch break. From where he was standing, he could see that some were milling around in the garden and having lunch while some preferred to make use of the outdoor café. He knew and was quite aware that others would be scattered around the indoor cafeteria and different lounges at the different corners of the school. He had decided it was best the students had a wide variety of places to choose from to have lunch. Experience they say is the best teacher, from experience he knew quite well how it felt to suffer through humiliation in the cafeteria and even worse not to have anywhere else to go. This even sponsored his reasons and gladness to
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Four
“Roberts, you never told us how it went on your end.” Lewis said as he popped open another bottle of red wine, poured into his glass and brought it to his lips.“What are you talking about?”“How did the project with Jessica pan out? Was it completed successfully?” Smith asked, irritated at how slow Roberts was being.“Oh, that?” He said flippantly as he swirled the wine in his glass.“The assassin carried out the job without a hitch. He told me that he stabbed her more than 5 times and left her to bleed out in a dark alley. She was taking her last breaths when he left and there was no one in sight to help her so now, we have nothing to worry about because our tracks are clear.”Smith smiled and raised his glass, inviting the other men seated around him to a toast. They celebrated Jessica’s death. Her death meant that there was no one who could point fingers at them especially with Turner one step away from the grave.“Soon, there will be no more obstacles in my way and I will have my
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“Remember that we have to remain calm no matter what he says or does.” Evans said to Ryan as they walked towards the place where they had kept Monroe all the while because he knew Ryan had the propensity to be erratic sometimes.“I know that.” Ryan nodded“Okay, good.”They got to the room and without any hesitation or stopping to think about the decision they had arrived at concerning their hostage, Ryan turned the doorknob to reveal the inside of the room. There, Monroe was, strapped to a bed; his mouth duct taped so he didn’t make a sound and alert anyone. Not like there was a single living soul that could be found for miles but still, it was better to be safe than sorry.“Hello, Monroe. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Evans asked, as he strolled into the room behind Ryan, a smile on his face.Monroe saw them and began to wrestle with his bindings eager to be out of them. He thrashed and thrashed on the bed while screaming at them or rather attempting to scream at them seeing as th
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She ran like her life depended on it, weaving between parked cars and alleys because it did.She was being chased by someone she didn’t know. She had on Nike shorts and a plain black tank top with her hair in rollers looking like she was about to go to bed because that was what she had been trying to do when she heard a crash from outside her bedroom door, down the hall from the toilet.When she crept out, she saw a shadow from under the door because the light was still on and she hightailed it out of there, hoping to get a bat or something to defend herself. However, when she saw a big, burly guy coming to her with a knife, she took off outside the house, to save herself.She was still running, looking back at intervals to see where he was. Previously, she was several steps ahead with a large gap between them but the last time she looked back, she saw that he was way closer. She cursed her luck at not keeping in shape with her body when she finally had enough money to afford a gym
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Ryan walked into the hotel where he was meeting Smith and went straight to the receptionist who was all smiles.“Good morning.” He greeted her before letting her know that he was supposed to be meeting with Mr. Smith and wanted directions to the private meeting room Smith had asked to be met at. It was a new upscale hotel that was the rave of town. It was no surprise that Smith had chosen the hotel for them to meet because it was a neutral ground as neither of them had shares in the hotel though there were rumors that Smith planned to acquire it. After all, he liked the way it was growing rapidly. “The maître d’hôtel will be here to escort you shortly. I will just place a call to him now.” The receptionist said after confirming his identity and checking that indeed Smith had reserved the private meeting room.Ryan nodded and took a seat in the lounge as she asked. He was not seated for long before the maitre d’hôtel appeared to take him to the meeting room. He stood up and after adj
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“What I need is a hot shower, a hot meal and sleep. Exactly in that order.” Ryan muttered as he dragged his tired body into his house. He plowed straight into the shower in his room and proceeded to have his bath.He had just finished the first task he was given, which was to give out 100 million dollars to a hundred beggars in 3 hours and he was extremely tired, who wouldn’t? It had been a hell of a day and he wanted his bed badly.He quickly sent a text to the chef to send his dinner up because he didn’t have the strength to trudge downstairs. He laid on his bed covers, still tying his towel. He knew that if he got under the covers, he would be asleep faster than a light went out.Suddenly, his phone rang. He stretched his hand out on the bed and picked it up, his eyes squinting to see who it was and he was excited to see that it was Rebecca calling. He sat up in his bed and leaned on the headboard, his finger about to slide up to answer it when he stopped. He remembered the mann
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“What exactly are you saying to me? I don’t understand all the medical terms you just mentioned.” Jessica said as she looked at the doctor from her seat at her mother’s side. The doctor blinked at her slowly.“Let’s have this conversation outside, please.” His voice was almost a whisper as he directed her outside the room her mother was lying in and then began to explain what he had said earlier in clearer terms.“What I am telling you is that your mother has no chance of living anymore. From her prognosis, she has at best, a few days to live. I’m sorry!”Jessica was shocked and she gaped at him for a while before she got her words back.“No, no, no!”“I’m sorry.” The doctor apologized as he shook his head.“No, doctor, there has to be something that you can do. My mother can’t just die like that. You can’t just abandon my mother like that.”“I’m sorry but there’s absolutely nothing more we can do for you. Her cancer has spread and eaten into so many of her organs. It is a miracle tha
