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The Hidden Heir Chapter Forty- Nine
The next morning, Smith arrived unannounced at Ryan and Mr. Evans' home, clutching a file that concealed a profound revelation. The contents of the file seemed to challenge everything that Ryan believed to be true. It was a declaration that left him in disbelief, as Mr. Evans had insisted that Mr. Jack Martins was his father. One of them had to be lying.Ryan meticulously read the contents of the document out loud:[Letterhead of the Legal Firm or Organization][Date]To Whom It May Concern,RE: LEGAL AFFIRMATION OF PATERNITYWe, the undersigned parties, hereby affirm the following legal statement regarding the paternity of the individual known as [Ryan's Full Name]:1. [Ryan's Full Name], born on [Ryan's Date of Birth], is not the biological son of Mr. [Jack Martins' Full Name], who is commonly referred to as the biological father of [Ryan's Full Name].2. This affirmation has been made with the full knowledge and consent of all parties involved and is legally binding.3. Any legal r
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Turner's arrival at the house was met with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. Mr. Evans, looking worried and burdened, filled him in on the situation. "Ryan hasn't come out of his room since Mr. Smith's visit," he confessed.Turner listened carefully, his face reflecting deep concern. "We can't let this continue. We need to tell him the truth before things escalate," Turner advised, his voice firm and resolute.Mr. Evans hesitated, his fear evident in his eyes. "I don't want anything to happen to Ryan, Turner. I owe Mr. Jack Martins that."Turner placed a reassuring hand on Mr. Evans' shoulder. "We'll tell him the truth, and then I'll work on getting justice, but I'll do it quietly, underground. We won't let Mr. Smith find out."Mr. Evans appeared skeptical. "How is that even possible?"Turner offered a reassuring smile. "I have a plan, Mr. Evans. I have an idea that can help us." With a sense of determination, they began to discuss the details of their strategy to uncover the truth w
The Hidden Heir Chapter Fifty- One
AT REGAL HAVENIt was a sultry evening, and the neon lights outside the club flickered in a mesmerizing rhythm, luring patrons inside. The attractive beats of music thumped through the air, vibrating in harmony with the excitement that filled the Regal Haven Hotel, a haven for those seeking a taste of luxury. Jessica, who holds the position of director of sales and marketing, had chosen this night to unwind and drink away the stress of her busy life.The club's ambiance was posh and seductive. Dimly lit with just enough light to showcase the sophistication in its decor. Plush couches lined the walls, providing a cozy retreat for those who preferred to observe the scene. The bar was a gleaming testament to mixology, where bartenders flaunted their skills, concocting libations that danced with colors and flavors. Patrons swayed on the dance floor, moving to the rhythm of music that seemed to caress the soul.Jessica had come to Regal Haven's club section to ensure everything was goin
The Hidden Heir Chapter Fifty- Two
The hotel's VIP Hall was in the midst of a rich transformation. Every meticulous detail of the upcoming wedding for the young billionaire, Roderick, was being monitored under the watchful eye of Jessica, the astute Director of Sales and Marketing. This grand celebration demanded nothing short of perfection, and she was committed to ensuring every facet was expertly handled.As the Director of Sales and Marketing, Jessica's role was to curate an unforgettable atmosphere for the momentous occasion. With the sound system being an integral component of the experience, she found herself immersed in conversations with the team responsible for audio arrangements. It was imperative that every note, every word, and every sound filled the VIP Hall with resonance, adding to the enchantment of the wedding. The hall's acoustic characteristics were discussed at length, emphasizing the need for sound to be crisp and balanced. "We need each guest to hear the vows clearly, no room for any distort
The Hidden Heir Chapter Fifty- Three
Jessica hurriedly turned back, fear gripped her as it was obvious from her body language. Rashy burst into laughter as she teasingly teased Jessica. “The sinner runs while no one chases her.” She laughed more. Jessica rolled her eyes at such an expensive joke to her. She had thought Roderick’s intending wife had heard her. She wasn’t ready to die. “Ryan could never,” Jessica said. “Ewww!” Emily cringed and wrinkled her nose as if the mere mention of Ryan’s name was repulsive. It seemed like she might actually gag.Rashy chimed in, scoffing, “That puppet. He’s like a marionette, dancing to someone else’s strings, with nothing original to say.”As they took their seats in the VIP Hall, Jessica looked at Ryan one more time and muttered, “he might as well be dead now.”Jessica, Rashy, and Emily all looked incredibly captivating, capturing the attention of everyone around them. It wasn't long before they were the center of attention, and their radiant beauty was undeniable.“He’s bett
The Hidden Heir Chapter Fifty- Four
“I KNOW WHAT YOU DID, IT IS ME. I SAW YOU: RODERICK. YOU ARE IN DANGEROUS HARDS.”“Fuck!” She spat. The text message sent a shockwave through Jessica's already perplexed mind. She stared at the message, a feeling of unease growing within her. Someone seemed to know about her involvement with Roderick, and they were now threatening to expose her. Jessica couldn't fathom who might have been spying on her or why they wanted to bring her down.The weight of the situation felt unbearable, and she muttered to herself, "I'm finished." She got really anxious, and she couldn't simply ignore it. She had to find out who was behind this message and their motives.Determined to uncover the identity of the sender, Jessica attempted to track the message but hit a dead end. The sender had covered their tracks well, leaving her unable to trace their origin. The frustration mounted as she wondered how she could discover who this motherfucker was!After a moment of contemplation, a thought crossed he
The Hidden Heir Chapter Fifty- Five
Ryan desperately begged for his life. He could see the ugly faces of the men who had cornered him, their expressions unrelenting. Fear gripped him, and he continued to plead, promising anything and everything to avoid his impending doom."Please, don't kill me," Ryan implored, his voice trembling. He looked from one angry face to another, searching for a hint of mercy, but they remained firm."I'll do anything you want, just spare me," he pleaded again, tears welling up in his eyes. But the men showed no sign of relenting.As they continued to close in on him, their intentions clear, a blinding light suddenly flooded the room. Ryan shielded his eyes with his hands, and the world around him was consumed by an overwhelming brightness. He couldn't see anything, and the disorienting sensation left him in a state of shock.When the light began to subside and his vision gradually returned, Ryan found himself staring into the familiar face of Mr. Evans. The older man was smiling, and his pr
The Hidden Heir Chapter Fifty- Six
He blinked repeatedly as he stared at picture displaying on the cell phone on his hand. It was him, a picture of when he was a delivery guy.A smile tucked on his lips, “Hahaha, cute me.” he muttered with a smile plastered across his face.“I was once a delivery man. Noted.” He said to himself. As he scrolled through the photos on the phone, he couldn't help but smile as he stumbled upon images from his time as a delivery person. Memories of those days began to resurface, and with each picture, he felt a growing sense of connection to his past.“What of the man Mr. Evans mentioned to me? If we were related, and he has that kind of influence, when then was I a delivery man?” His finger tapping on his close lips as he thought to himself. In one image, he saw himself wearing the uniform of a delivery company, standing proudly in front of a delivery van. The sunlight bathed the scene, casting a warm glow on his face. It was a moment of nostalgia, and he remembered the satisfaction of
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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 Six
“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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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Three
“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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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Two
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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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty One
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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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty
“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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One Hundred And Fifty Nine
“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
