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The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain I Feel Lonely
Zoro exchanged glances between his girlfriend and Andrew, noticing the intensity in Andrew’s eyes. It was clear that Andrew wasn’t joking.Zoro had never been in a situation like this before, and the atmosphere alone told him that Andrew was someone to be feared."Do you even know who I am right now?" Andrew asked, his voice cold and commanding as he noticed Zoro’s hesitation."You should know," Andrew continued, leaning forward, "I’m not just Andrew—I’m also the underground boss of the Crimson Gang. You’d better think twice before messing with me."As if to punctuate his words, Andrew stood up and stomped hard on Zoro’s foot, causing him to wince in pain."I knew it," Andrew said, smirking as he observed Zoro’s face. "You’re useless to me. But now I also know the truth."Andrew had a talent for reading people, and Zoro’s reaction confirmed his suspicions. Without hesitation, Andrew twisted Zoro’s wrist sharply, causing a loud crack."Aahhh!" Zoro screamed, his face contorted in agony
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Auction Day
Andrew was dressed in a expensive suit as he stood with Hannah by his side. Hannah looked as stunning as ever, her slender figure accentuated by in a dark blue gown. The two exchanged a warm glance, their lively expressions reflecting the pleasant memories of the splendid evening they had shared the night before.Andrew stood near the side of the podium, positioned in the background where presenters typically made their entrances.From his vantage point, he could see the venue was filled to capacity. To his astonishment, every attendee was of considerable influence—representatives of powerful business empires. The gathering had created quite an uproar in town, drawing significant attention.Paparazzi and journalists had swarmed the location earlier, but Andrew had taken precautions to ensure the exclusivity of the event.He had included specific instructions in the invitations requiring all attendees to wear masks. This measure was implemented not only to preserve anonymity but also
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Andrew Murders Evans
The crowd stared at Andrew with mocking expressions.“Is this kid serious? He’s claiming ownership of an entire mineral source. Is that even possible?” a man at the back scoffed, visibly irritated by Andrew’s bold statement.But Andrew wasn’t lying. He had decoded the map of the Stellarite deposits, giving him a significant edge over every other miner. Purchasing the map for nearly $1 billion had been a calculated risk, and it was already paying off.For Andrew, it was an investment that promised astronomical returns. The exclusive tickets to attend the auction alone had already generated half the amount he spent on the map. The potential profits from licensing the Stellarite usage manuals were expected to surpass his initial expenditure by more than a hundredfold.Unlike others who poured money into creating the devices themselves, Andrew’s strategy was simple: earn from licensing fees. A mere 10% royalty on the devices’ output was enough to secure his position at the top.Many of th
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain In Prison
Andrew had been framed; he never thought he would encounter such a situation. For someone who was always calculative, this took him completely by surprise. He hadn’t seen this coming. What was he going to tell the police? The fact that they had already been called suggested that someone was behind this. He had thought his uncle was his only rival, which left him on the unknown side. He didn’t know who he could suspect. Andrew sat in the interrogation room while a police officer stood opposite him, his hands were cuffed to the metal table. Across from him stood an officer, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall, silently sizing up Andrew. “Tell us the truth,” the officer barked, “You killed your uncle, didn’t you?” Andrew leaned back in his chair. His piercing gaze met the officer’s, as he replied in a low tone, “I didn’t kill him.” The officer slammed his hands down on the table, causing the cuffs to rattle. “Don’t lie to me!” he shouted, his face which was mere inche
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Working From Prison
The following day, the clanking sound of keys echoed through the corridor as a guard approached Andrew's cell. He unlocked the door and motioned for him to follow. “You have a visitor,” the guard said gruffly. Andrew stood up, his expression calm but curious. As he was escorted to the visitation room, he couldn’t help but wonder who it might be. As soon as he entered, he saw Hannah as she stood behind the thick glass, her eyes red and swollen from crying. She held the phone to her ear, her hands trembling slightly as she waited for him to pick up his end. Andrew sat down, lifting the receiver. His gaze softened as he saw the pain etched on her face. “Hannah…” he began, his voice low but steady. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she struggled to form words. “Andrew, I’m so sorry… I can’t believe this is happening to you. I promise you, I’ll do everything in my power to get you out of here.” Andrew’s jaw tightened, and he leaned closer to the glass. “Hannah, listen to me. I
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Recruiting Members
Andrew sat on the basketball court’s sidelines, in his orange prison uniform, a newspaper in hand.The distant sound of sneakers squeaking against the concrete and the bounce of the ball felt as the other inmates played a heated game.A smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he skimmed the headlines. His companies were recovering, stabilizing after his recent maneuvering from behind bars. Even in prison, his influence remained unshaken, he was a silent king in the prison, and nothing happened without his approval indirectly.A bulky young man approached, stopping just beside Andrew before leaning down to whisper in his ear.“Boss, I got the info on everyone like you asked.”Andrew lowered the newspaper slightly, his sharp gaze shifting to the side. "Good... uh..." He hesitated for a moment, trying to recall the young man’s name.“Fredrick, sir,” the man answered quickly.Andrew gave a curt nod, flipping the newspaper closed. “Right. Go on.”Fredrick swiftly pulled out a foldergh,
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Attack On My Life
Andrew, Fredrick, and Taylor sat at a small station in the prison’s cyber café, a room filled with aging computers bolted to metal desks. Unlike the rest of the prison, where strict rules governed every move, the cyber café was a privilege for well-behaved inmates. It provided controlled access to basic services—emails, legal documents, and monitored job applications.But beneath the surface, everyone knew it could be exploited.Taylor adjusted his glasses, looking at the old computer monitor in front of him. “These computers are locked down. You can’t just browse the internet freely—they only allow access to approved sites, and every action is logged.”Fredrick frowned. “So they’re watching everything?”Taylor nodded. “Not exactly. A program monitors keystrokes, mouse movements, and open applications. If anything looks suspicious, it triggers an alarm.”Andrew smirked. “And let me guess—you know how to work around that?”Taylor chuckled. “Would you be asking me if I didn’t?"Taylor
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Time Bomb
Andrew gritted his teeth as the officers dragged him out of his cell and down the dimly lit corridor.The guards didn’t listen to his protests. They didn’t care.His wrists were cuffed tightly behind his back, and his body still ached from the fight with the masked intruder. But it didn’t matter—they had already made up their minds.A sharp blow landed on his ribs, forcing him to stumble forward.“I didn’t try to escape!” Andrew snapped, breathing heavily.The lead guard scoffed. “Yeah? Then explain why your cell was open in the middle of the night.”Andrew’s jaw clenched. He didn’t have an answer—not one they would believe, anyway.The guards dragged him into a small, windowless room—one of the prison’s disciplinary holding cells.One of them pushed him against the wall. A fist slammed into his stomach.Andrew coughed, his body felt the immense pain.“Tell us the truth,” another guard demanded. “Who helped you try to escape?”Andrew lifted his head, his sharp gaze locking onto the ma
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My Guys Always Have My Back
Monitors lined the walls of where Taylor, Fredrick and Leon resided. Each was streaming security feeds, decrypted chatter, and scrambled comm logs. Taylor sat before them, expression locked in concentration.The fact that Taylor, fredrick and Leon not being arrested was a bit strange, despite the fact they were involved. To the public, it looked like an airtight case: millions rerouted through dummy accounts, data trails forged, and Taylor’s login credentials stamped across the audit logs.But inside the network, those who mattered knew the truth: Andrew had been framed.Taylor, Fredrick and Leon, weren’t charged—not because they were innocent, but because they were smart. They didn’t run. They didn’t hide. They stood still and watched the flames burn around them.They knew the moment they disappeared, it would confirm guilt. Instead, they played it slow—publicly cooperative, legally protected, and always one step ahead of the full investigation.The firm’s real players—those who orch
The Universe Wants Us Together
The next morning, sunlight bled through the broken blinds of Hannah’s cramped room. Her stomach cramped from hunger, and the ache in her back reminded her how little comfort she’d gotten from the stained mattress.She sat up slowly, holding her belly. “Okay,” she whispered, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “No more crying. You need to work, Hannah. You need to survive.”She splashed cold water on her face from the rusty sink in the corner, changed into her cleanest shirt, and stepped outside into the city’s chaos.By mid-morning, she’d walked into six different shops asking the same thing:“Do you need help? I can clean, I can serve tables, anything—just for cash.”Most turned her away before she finished her sentence. A few didn’t even look at her.She stood outside a noodle bar for ten minutes watching the staff through the window. Finally, she mustered the courage and walked in.A stout, middle-aged man glanced at her with a scowl.“You speak Mandarin?” he barked.“Yes, I
I'm In Pains
The automatic doors of the Shanghai Pudong International Airport whooshed open as Hannah stepped into the city.Her boots hit the wet pavement with a squish. Rain had just passed. She looked around at the streams of people—tourists with luggage, businessmen tapping furiously at phones, taxi drivers shouting over the noise. It was chaos. Fast, unfeeling, uncaring.She had no plan. No address. No one waiting.She held her suitcase as she whispered to herself “I just need to find a place to stay. I’ll figure the rest out later.”Her phone was already dying, but she managed to open a travel app and search for cheap motels nearby. She found one on the outskirts and tried to book.Declined.She blinked. Tried again.Declined.“No… no, no, no…” she muttered. She checked her account balance.Just under 250 yuan. Maybe enough for food, maybe one night if she was lucky. Not enough for security deposits or ID checks.Before she boarded the flight to Shanghai, Hannah used a third-party agent to
I'm Pregnant With His Child
Hannah sat on the cold tile floor of her bathroom, the test strip trembling in her hands.Two lines.Positive.Her breath hitched. The world seemed to tilt, the walls closing in around her."No...This isn’t happening." She squeezed her eyes shut, her pulse roaring in her ears. This was supposed to be impossible.Her stomach twisted violently. She barely made it to the sink before she gagged, her whole body shuddering."Pregnant. I’m pregnant." Tears blurred her vision. She pressed a shaking hand against her abdomen, as if feeling for proof.A whisper escaped her lips. “Andrew…”His name was like a knife to her chest. He was gone. And now? Now, she was carrying his child.She let out a shaky laugh, the sound bordering on hysteria."What am I supposed to do?" She thought of her father. His strict rules. His unyielding expectations."If he finds out…No. I can't let that happen." Her breath came in ragged gasps as she pushed herself up, gripping the edge of the sink for support. She sta
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Andrew stared at his burner phone, heart pounding. The message wasn’t just a bluff.Another text came through.♣See for yourself.♣Three images loaded.Adeline tied to a chair, for the first, a gun held to her head, Zhao Feng grinning in the background and a timestamp—less than two hours ago.Andrew clenched his jaw. His thoughts were that, it was a trap. It has to be. But if I do nothing, she dies.Another message followed.♣Come alone. Warehouse 47, the docks. One hour.♣His grip tightened on the phone and the final message came.♣Tick tock, assassin. She doesn’t have all night.♣He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed his gear and headed out.Andrew sped through the streets on a stolen motorcycle, weaving through traffic, eyes locked on the road ahead. His mind calculated every possibility."Warehouse 47," he muttered to himself. "Obvious trap. Zhao Feng doesn’t leave things to chance."He exhaled sharply and checked his weapons, speaking under his breath."Two silenced pistols—accurate, q
Am I Falling In Love?
The air inside Liu Wenjie’s private office had a lot of cigar smoke. Andrew stood in front of the massive mahogany desk, his expression unreadable.Liu exhaled slowly, setting his whiskey down. "You were supposed to make it clean." His voice was measured, but Andrew knew the weight behind those words.Andrew’s fists clenched. “Someone else hit the club. If I retaliated, I would have drawn more attention."Liu leaned back, steepling his fingers. "And now, we have a war."A rival syndicate had lost their biggest supplier. Song Jinhai's death had turned the streets of Shanghai into a battleground.Liu’s gaze hardened. “Zhao Feng won’t let this slide. He thinks I ordered the hit." He exhaled sharply. “You fix this, or you’re dead.”Andrew’s jaw tightened. “What’s the play?”Liu smirked. "Simple. You kill Zhao Feng before he kills us.”Liu tossed a newspaper onto the desk. The bold headline glared up at Andrew:“Gang War Erupts in Shanghai – Unidentified Assassin Sparks Bloodshed.”The Bla
Boss Who Is Being Ordered
Andrew stood in the dim glow of Liu Wenjie’s penthouse. Liu, lounging in a s leather chair, as he swirled a glass of whiskey. His eyes studied Andrew with the sharpness of a man who didn’t tolerate failure.Andrew stood in Liu Wenjie’s penthouse, staring at the file in front of him. Song Jinhai’s face stared back at him—a smirking man in his early 50s, draped in a designer suit, surrounded by young women and bodyguards.Liu leaned back in his chair, swirling a glass of whiskey. “Your target is Song Jinhai,” Liu said, his voice casual, as if discussing a business deal. “He runs arms shipments out of The Red Dragon nightclub. He’s becoming a problem.”Andrew had already memorized the dossier. Song Jinhai was powerful, well-connected, and heavily guarded. Taking him out wouldn’t be easy.“Make it clean,” Liu continued, pouring himself another drink. “You have twenty-four hours.”Andrew flipped through the file, his expression calm and detached. Just another job.Liu Wenjie sat across fr
Andrew Everest Death
The airport was finally secure, but the aftermath was far from over. The sound of boots echoed through the terminal as a new wave of operatives stormed in. Not Liu Wenjie’s men. Not the Shanghai police.It was the MSS a dozen agents moved with lethal precision, dressed in dark tactical gear, their weapons sweeping the area. They weren’t here to clean up. They were here for him.Andrew saw them before they saw him.He was standing near Adeline, his hands still covered in Zhao Long’s blood. His breathing steady. His mind already calculating the next move.A man in a dark suit, one of the higher-ups, strode forward, his expression cold and unreadable.“Step away from the girl.” His Mandarin was clipped, authoritative.Andrew didn’t resist. He already knew how this worked.Adeline, however, wasn’t as calm. She grabbed his arm. “Wait! He saved us! You can’t just—”The agent didn’t even blink.“Miss Jones, your safety is no longer your concern. Stand aside.”Andrew exhaled slowly. He turned
Showdown
For a moment, there was only silence. Liu Wenjie stood in the center of it all, completely unfazed. He had just walked into Zhao Long’s so-called stronghold, untouched, unchallenged, and in complete control. His men had already taken strategic positions, weapons trained on the cyber-terrorists who had foolishly believed they were the only ones holding power here.Andrew, however, was not as easily impressed.Liu turned to him, his smirk never faltering. “Welcome to the winning side.”Andrew didn’t move. His sharp blue eyes remained locked onto Liu, unreadable.Then, in a slow, deliberate tone, he said, “I didn’t agree to be your dog.”Some of Liu’s men chuckled at the remark, but Liu himself merely tilted his head, watching Andrew as if trying to decipher a puzzle.“No,” Liu said, “but you agreed to survive. And right now, I own this airport.”Andrew’s lips curled into a smirk. “Not for long.”And then he struck.In one explosive movement, Andrew lunged to his left, twisting toward
