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The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Twenty Four
As four male staff members entered the room carrying two individuals in evident pain, Ryan promptly evaluated the scene. Anyone could easily guess it was a fatal accident. He proceeded towards the first man while delegating care for the other to additional medical personnel. Gently grasping the man's arm, Ryan conducted a pulse check and meticulously assessed the extent of his injuries.Although the physical injuries seemed limited to two areas, Ryan sensed blood flowing from various sources, hinting at potentially severe wounds. The man visibly struggled to maintain composure, undoubtedly grappling with the harrowing thoughts of potential consequences if his condition deteriorated further."Sir, please, try to stay calm. You're not going to die. I assure you," Ryan expressed with compassion, offering reassurance to at least reduce the man's fears."Sir, I don't want to die. I have a family..” his voice breaking. “A family that needs me. I'm the father of triplets. Their mother is
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Twenty Five
Ryan turned to find Belinda accompanied by a tall man. Ryan’s eyes scanned through his body. The man held a camera mounted on his shoulder, adorned with a broadcasting box."Oh, just reflecting on things, Belinda," Ryan replied calmly. "Would you like a smoothie or a drink?" He ushered her into the small room he had set up as a consulting office."Ohhhhh, but you need to stop doing things like that. It doesn't show that you are responsible." Belinda sat on the settling onto the plush chair. The cameraman took a seat beside her, adjusting the camera’s angle."Ah, this is the man behind the lens. I hope he's skilled," Ryan remarked, extending his hand toward the cameraman's shoulder, bringing out a slight groan from the man."Hey, you shouldn't have touched him there," Belinda interjected, swiftly removing Ryan's arm from the cameraman's shoulder."Why?" Ryan inquired, tapping the cameraman's shoulder, prompting another quiet grunt."Ah, he was hit by a bike on our way here. His shoulde
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Twenty Six
"Sir, what if, after using up all our flares, this man ends up dying?”"Don't be a pessimist; become an optimist. Think positively. Ryan screamed, closing his eyes. The other team followed him by slowly closing their eyes making the victim feel uncomfortable. By the time they opened their eyes in unison, they were all green. The light in the theater went off, with only the rays of blue light emission coming in and brightening up the room. Ryan felt his arms becoming heavy as he healed the scar on the man's brain, regenerating his lost cells with one movement of light. The rays of blue light envelope the victim really well, healing the victim and keeping all casualties from occurring.Meanwhile, Lucian and Belinda were interrogating the young lady who had come in with the victim.Meanwhile, upstairs, Lucian and Belinda were engrossed in a heated conversation with the young lady accompanying the victim.“So you refused his offer. And he decided to kill your husband because he belie
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Twenty- Seven
"Ryan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Belinda screamed, slamming the door in a rush to meet Ryan. He was lying flat on the floor with blood flowing out of his mouth like he was slobbering.Belinda desperately shook Ryan, pleading for him to wake."Ryan, wake up, wake up. What happened to you? Why are you bleeding?" Her voice trembled with fear. "Ma’am, you can stop it. He isn't going to wake up." Belinda looked up with a frightened face and tears acting as a cast to her daring eyes. The somber voice shattered her hope. Belinda’s eyes, filled with daring determination moments ago, were now cast in tears, fear etched across her face."He isn't dead. His heart isn't beating the way it does on a normal day; can't you save him?" Her eyes were filled with emotions, crowding each and every angle."He isn't dead yet, but we would need you to evacuate the theater for the betterment of his health," the doctor told her, carrying Ryan onto another bed before chasing Belinda out of the theater."Save him, please!
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Twenty Eight
Lucian turned deaf ears to Belinda’s please. Blood could be seen finding its way to every corner of the reception. It was coming out of a figure; a male figure, he was grunting, panting, and letting out cries of pain."Why, why, why?” She sang. “Why did you have to have to do it, Lucian? Why?" Belinda's eyes were filled with tears, clouding her vision."I don't know." His voice trembling, his hands shaking as he threw the knife away. Lucian's eyes flickered with pain as he fell off Ryan's body with blood flowing out of his abdomen. A knife was present in his abdomen, cutting his body whole and out."What? Hey! What just happened?" Ryan asked, standing up to meet Lucian."Didn't you see what happened?" Belinda's eye threw Ryan away. "I closed my eyes, thinking I was going to get stabbed, so I definitely didn't see a thing.""While you were busy closing your damn eyes, he stabbed himself." She barked. “What? Doesn’t sound sane to me, if you ask me.” Ryan rolled his eyes. “Fortunate
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Twenty- Nine
Ryan’s hands were on his chest beating back and forth in fright. He grasped in an attempt to stop his aching heart from escaping. The letters were written as boldly as the writing on any screen. He was filled with fear, his adrenaline rising to the top, his heart continuously beating, and moving in harmony with every tick of time. His eyes were dilating, trying to capture the words perfectly in his head."Draco, what does this message mean?" He blinked repeatedly, his eyes still glued to the screen in front of him. "It's very simple. It means you are going to be rich soon." "How does death relate to wealth?""You will be dying of wealth. That's just it, Ryan.""Does that make sense to you?” Ryan shook his head. “Doesn’t make sense, not a bit.” He swallowed hard before continuing, “But it says I will be dying soon. How does that relate?""You would be dying of wealth. I repeat. And that's all.""Okay, even though I will be dying of wealth, how did I complete the tasks?""You saved
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Thirty
Ryan’s eyes could not leave the gift box spitting out notes of dollars. Turning back to Draco, a smile tugged at the corner of Ryan’s mouth, a silent acknowledgment passing between them after their recent exchange of blows, blood still trickling from Draco’s mouth."What- what- how is this?" his voice was impervious, pointing at the box displaying bundles of dollars. "It's just one of those gifts you get after completing the missions in games and all that. You understand what I mean.""It’s surreal. I mean, it’s unbelievable.” He coveted his mouth with his hands. “No one even me would believe this amount of money was going to be in that box. I knew my task reward, I don’t know what I was expecting, maybe not in this manner.” His voice sounded really surprised. "How would you know?” He chuckled. “…when all you do is run away from the one itself, thinking it was one smooth criminal machine in horror movies?""You can't blame that on me, Draco. You attacked me and tried to force me to
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Thirty One
It had been two weeks since Ryan and his crew had gone to the bank. The news of one Man-R had circulated the city and beyond. He had gained fame and wealth beyond his thinking. He became the talk of the town. Belinda and Lucian had done a great job broadcasting the healing center to the whole city and beyond too. The center wards became filled with patients, and the reception was also filled with visitors and relatives of the victims. Is this me? What was all this about? He had always thought to himself whenever he wasn't working.With all of the money, fame, and living his utmost life, there was still a void in his life he tried to puzzle together. Smith on the other hand had spent an offer to Man- R who is the talk of town and had chanced him on the list of top richest persons in the world. Ryan had carefully thought of the offer, and he did not want to accept it. He knew if he accepted the offer, Smith would have a chance to see him, and the identity behind the Man-R mask wo
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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 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
