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The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain What's Going On?
Hannah sat on the edge of her bed, fingers gripping the fabric of her dress, her heart pounding as she stared blankly at the floor. The room felt stifling, the silence pressing in on her.“It’s probably just my period coming late,” she mumbled, shaking her head as if saying it out loud would somehow make it true.She quickly did the math in her head, counting the days backward.Her breath caught in her throat. Her period was late. By nearly two weeks.Her stomach twisted into knots. “No… no, no, no,” she whispered, pressing a shaky hand against her forehead. “It’s just stress. I haven’t been eating right… I’ve been exhausted. That’s all.”But a part of her knew better. Her fingers hovered over her lower stomach. When was the last time she and Andrew did it. Her breath hitched.Had they been careful? Her heart pounded. She was drunk But could that have been enough?Her breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling in shallow gasps.“No, no. This isn’t happening,” she murmured, shak
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain The Hijacker Being Hijacked
Hours earlier, inside a private high-security meeting room in the heart of Shanghai, a tense group of intelligence officers watched the crisis unfold on live surveillance feeds."Every exit had been sealed. Special forces surrounded the airport. Yet, breaching the terminal by force would be a bloodbath. The terrorists were too well-prepared." One of the high ranking officials spoke.That was when Liu Wenjie spoke up."Storming the building is a fool’s move." "The moment your soldiers step inside, those hostages are dead."A high-ranking official scoffed. "And what would you propose, Liu? That we let them run the airport like a goddamn amusement park?"Liu’s smile didn’t falter. "I propose you let me handle it."There was a pause. The officials exchanged uneasy glances.Liu’s reputation wasn’t exactly clean—he wasn’t government, wasn’t law enforcement. But he was effective.The officers finally exhaled. "You think you can get inside without them noticing?"Liu leaned forward, resting
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain 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
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain 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
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain 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
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain 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
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain CIA Operatives
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
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain 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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What Did They Do To My Baby?
They sat under high-spectrum scan light, connected through a double-isolated channel into Taylor’s offline decoding rig. Three plasma monitors flickered to life, feeding raw signal patterns into algorithmic scramblers.Taylor’s eyes narrowed as lines of corrupted metadata unraveled in bursts of red and white static.“This is deep-locked military encryption,” he muttered. “But not national. Private-sector stuff. Unregistered… compartmentalized black-tier development.”Andrew stood over his shoulder, arms crossed, jaw tight. “Keep going.”“I’m looking at this code,” Taylor muttered, “but it’s like... Some of this feels familiar. But I don’t remember decrypting it.”Andrew didn’t move.“You did,” he said.Taylor looked up.“Four days ago,” Andrew continued, eyes fixed on the screen. “You hacked into Liu’s restricted medical network. You found a file tagged Carrier 6B. You told me Hannah was already being scanned.”Taylor blinked. “I… said that?”Andrew nodded. “Then you forgot.”Taylor t
Interception
The van rolled quietly through the east industrial corridor of Shanghai, escorted by silence and low fog. Its windows were blacked out. Its GPS route was shielded by encrypted pings feeding directly into Liu Wenjie’s private surveillance channel.To everyone in the command chain, everything was proceeding exactly as it should.But Andrew had built the lie before the route even began.Two Hours Earlier...In a dimly lit garage beneath a fake shell company in Baoshan District, Taylor stood beside an identical replica of the auction van. Same model. Same make. Same tires, even matched wear on the sidewalls.Andrew stood across from him, zipping up a matte-black delivery suit that bore the same credentials as Liu’s logistics personnel.“Thermal sync patch is ready,” Taylor said, holding up a small node. “Once you’re inside the real van, press this against the core. It’ll copy the biometric read pattern in case they try to match it later.”Andrew pulled gloves tight, checked the scanner ri
Operation: Lot Forty Three
Andrew stepped out of the car without a word, coat collar turned up against the wind.The driver didn’t wait. The door shut, and the sedan rolled off without hesitation.He stood at the entrance of what looked like a derelict opera house—abandoned, forgotten, walls choked in vines. But beneath the flaking columns, two men in black suits stood with biometric scanners.He approached slowly. “Invite,” one barked in Mandarin.Andrew handed over a sealed card embossed with a gold crescent. Inside was a chip and nothing else.They scanned it. No names were exchanged.The door opened with a soft hydraulic hiss, and Andrew stepped into a new world.The auction hall was nothing like he expected.Carved deep into a retrofitted bomb shelter, the chamber resembled a museum merged with a theatre. Velvet seats, polished floors, and glass exhibits under halo lights surrounded the central podium.No one spoke loud enough to be heard.Above it all, a massive chandelier shaped like a spinal cord rotated
Experiment
Rain fell slowly, steady rain drops fell across Shanghai skyline, turning the penthouse windows into a blur of lights and water. Andrew stood frozen in the hallway, his hand still gripping the handle like it might anchor him to something steady. But nothing about him felt steady.He had seen not just her bare skin — the soft curve of her shoulder, the flash of skin above her waistband — but the shock in her eyes. The way her arm moved, instinctively covering herself. “You idiot...Damn it, she is still as sexy as ever" he whispered, pressing a palm to his forehead.He leaned against the wall, chest rising and falling faster than it should’ve."You shouldn’t have walked in. You should’ve knocked, called out—anything." He swallowed hard, running a hand down his face.“I’ve seen it all before,” he murmured, almost in defense of himself. “There’s nothing there I haven’t held. Nothing I haven’t kissed.” It was a weak excuse. But it gave him a thread to hold onto. They’d shared a past—eve
What's Going On?
Andrew jolted upright, gasping. His breath came in short, ragged bursts as he scanned the room—dim morning light filtering through gray curtains, the quiet hum of the air vents, and the soft weight of his coat folded on the chair.He was in his room. “But… how?”His eyes darted around, confused. The last thing he remembered was… the rooftop. Hannah. The conversation. And Taylor—Taylor was tracing the KAIROS list.He staggered out of bed, his bare feet brushing the cold floor, tension rippling through every muscle.Something was off.He murmured, “I don’t remember coming back.”He rubbed the side of his neck, checking for signs. No injection point. No bruising. Just a faint pressure behind his eyes, like something had been pressed into his mind and then hastily pulled back.His gaze landed on the phone lying face-down on the desk.He walked over slowly, picking it up.“What was the last thing I did?” he muttered.“Taylor…” The memory came back in pieces. “We were tracking access to Han
KAIROS ACCESS 6B
Liu's penthouse was unusually quiet. Andrew stepped out of the elevator onto the top floor of Liu’s tower, his footsteps muffled against the marble. He turned into a narrow corridor and approached a blank wall panel concealed behind a decorative wood carving. He pressed his palm against the biometric scanner. A soft beep, He stepped inside. It was the surveillance room, on the main display, six monitors cycled silently through camera angles—each one a different section of the penthouse. He tapped a command key, isolating the feed from the lounge. There she was Hannah, she was curled up on the far couch, wrapped in a soft gray blanket. A cup of tea rested untouched on the table beside her. She looked tired. Andrew watched her in silence, she shifted slightly, pushing the blanket off her legs. As she stood, her hand moved instinctively over her lower stomach. He stared as she walked to the kitchen and opened a cabinet, and retrieved a small pill bottle. Two tablets into he
I Feel Like We Have Met Before
Fredrick leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, eyes narrowing as he tried to process the storm that had just hit the room.“Wait,” he finally said. “You’re saying Hannah’s in Liu’s penthouse?”Andrew gave a stiff nod.“And she’s pregnant?”“Yes.”Taylor was pacing now. “This... This changes everything.”Leon looked between them. “Does she know who you are? That you’re there?”Andrew shook his head. “She didn’t recognize me. Not with this face.”“What are you going to do?”Andrew walked slowly to the window and looked out. The Shanghai skyline shimmered beneath the late afternoon haze, the buildings casting long shadows across the streets.“I don’t know,” he said finally. “I don’t know what I can do.”He turned to face them.“If I go near her, I put her at risk. If Liu finds out I knew her before, everything falls apart—my cover, the summit plan, all of it. He’d use her. Or worse.”Leon leaned forward. “But she’s in his house. That’s already a risk.”“I know,” Andrew said, jaw tight.
She Is Carrying My Child!
The next morning Mei had already left for the hospital and Andrew was going to check if Liu was there as usual stepped out of the elevator onto the residential floor, his mind still clouded with the previous night’s meeting. He walked toward the hallway that curved past the sitting room, heading for the guest wing where Mei had once mentioned her private library. He figured it would be empty, and he could think in peace.He didn’t expect to see anyone. But as he turned the corner, someone walked straight into him and it was Hannah.She stumbled slightly, bumping against his chest. He instinctively caught her, hands gripping her arms to steady her, he saw her...it was really her.The soft curve of her jaw. The subtle scar near her left eyebrow. The way her lashes fluttered when she looked up at him in surprise.His breath vanished from his chest, she didn’t recognize him.“Sorry,” she said softly, stepping back. “I wasn’t paying attention.”Andrew couldn’t speak. His throat locked up.
Full Time Liars
The elevator slid down as Andrew stood beside Liu, hands clasped loosely in front of him. He could still hear Mei’s voice in his head: Her name is Hannah.Liu, for his part, looked strangely amused. He glanced at his reflection in the mirrored elevator doors and smirked.“My wife thinks I’m too harsh with people,” he said suddenly.Andrew looked over, silent. “She says it’s why I lose sleep. That maybe I would rest better if I let one or two people in.”He turned to Andrew with a raised brow. “You think she’s right?”Andrew thought carefully before answering. “You rest better when you don’t have to look over your shoulder.”Liu laughed—sharp and real. “See, this is why I like you, Li. You don’t flatter me. You survive me.”They finally stepped out into a private executive suite on the 52nd floor—one of Liu’s secured business floors, far removed from the family residence above. Two guards stood at the ends of the hallway. Taylor was already there as he had already come ahead of time a
