2025-02-03 21:02:32
Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
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
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Impersonation: Hannah Kidnapped
Leon studied Andrew for a moment before letting out a small chuckle. “So, the infamous Andrew Everest, huh? I’ve heard of you.”Andrew raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”Leon nodded. “I have heard of you in the news, a college kid who built an empire from scratch. A billion-dollar conglomerate and you aren't up to thirty yet” He shook his head slightly. “People like you aren’t supposed to end up in places like this.”Andrew smirked. “Neither are people like you.”Leon shrugged. “Fair point.” His expression darkened. “I’ll help you, Andrew. But on one condition.”Andrew leaned forward slightly. “Name it.”Leon took a deep breath. “My grandmother. She’s the only family I have left. I took care of her for years, but since I got locked up, it’s been… difficult for her to survive.”Andrew listened carefully, his expression unreadable.Leon continued. “She’s old, and the money I saved up for her is long gone. If you want my help, you’re going to make sure she’s taken care of.”There was no hesitation
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Prison Break
The next morning, Andrew lay on his cot, staring at the ceiling. His mind was already made up. There was no other option, he was going to get out by all means.As he sat up, he looked around his cell one last time. It wouldn’t be home for much longer.The moment the guards opened the cell doors for morning roll call, Andrew walked over to Fredrick, Taylor, and Leon.“I’m escaping tonight.” They all turned to him, stunned.Taylor blinked. “You’re serious?”“My girlfriend has been kidnapped. If I stay here, she dies. I don’t have time to wait.” Andrew nodded. Fredrick folded his arms. “You do realize escaping a maximum-security prison is nearly impossible, right?”“Nearly impossible isn’t the same as impossible.” Andrew gave a small smirk.Leon leaned against the wall, studying him. “And you have a plan?”Andrew nodded. Taylor let out a slow whistle. “Let me guess—you need us to help.”“No. This
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Finding Her 1
Hannah found herself in a warehouse, with dim yellow lights flickering from the ceiling. The air smelled of rust, gasoline, and cigarette smoke. Metal crates and wooden boxes were stacked carelessly around the space, some covered in dust, others with markings from overseas shipments.Several men in dark clothing stood near the entrance, their faces shadowed under their hoods. They were armed, their postures tense. A few rats scurried along the walls, their tiny claws scratching against the concrete.At the center of the warehouse, a man in his mid-twenties sat on a worn-out chair, smoking a cigarette. He had slicked-back black hair, sharp eyes, and a relaxed but dangerous posture. The burning tip of his cigarette glowed in the dim light, the smoke curling around his fingers.He exhaled slowly, his gaze settling on Hannah who was in front of him.One of the men near her grabbed the black sack covering her head and yanked it off. Hannah gasped for air, He exhaled slowly, his gaze settl
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Wanted
The Lamborghini Aventador moved through the empty street, Andrew gripped the steering wheel, his jaw tight as he focused on the road ahead.Then as his car zoomed off a nearby police the excessive speed limit could be seen on the officer's speed gauge *Ssssssh!* The walkie talkie sounded."Attention all units! A suspect has been spotted exceeding speed limits on Grand Avenue—driving a black Lamborghini Aventador, license plate 45GW-244.""The suspect has white hair," the officer reported urgently.Upon hearing this detail, the head of the police department immediately reacted. "I need a visual on the suspect," he commanded, focusing intently on the monitor displaying the state’s CCTV camera feeds. The footage began to shift rapidly, to monitor the vehicle in question.The technician operating the computer zoomed in, revealing the suspect's face clearly. "It's him!" he announced over the walkie-talkie. "All units! I repeat—Andrew Everest is on the run. Engage pursuit immediately!"An
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain It's A Trap!
Andrew pressed himself against the old apartment’s wooden walls, listening as the police sirens faded into the distance.He let out a slow breath, finally allowing himself to relax just a little.The elderly couple sitting on the couch stared at him as they were afraid. The old man cleared his throat. “Are you… one of those criminals?”Andrew smirked, shaking his head. “Depends on who you ask.”The old woman glanced at the TV screen, which was showing the news."Breaking News: Andrew Everest has escaped from police custody. He is considered extremely dangerous and is on the run. Citizens are advised to remain indoors—"Andrew rolled his eyes. "Yeah, definitely depends on who you ask."The old woman chuckled. “You don’t look like a bad man.”"I definitely am not" he replied as he turned toward the window, peeking outside. He could still see flashing red and blue lights reflecting off the nearby buildings. The cops were everywhere.He took a deep breath, then checked his watch GPS.Han
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Operation Blackstone
Andrew eyes locked onto the screen as he was desperately angry as he stared the young man with a black mask. He wanted to find the source of where the live feed came from then, he noticed a smaller screen on the wall—a countdown timer blinking."30 seconds."His mind snapped into overdrive."What the fuck!" Andrew rushed to the door, but as soon as he reached for the handle, the door slammed shut, the lock engaging automatically."Damn it!"Then, from the ceiling—hissing sounds filled the room with gas. Andrew instinctively covered his mouth with his sleeve, backing away."Think. Think. Think!" His eyes darted around. The vents. His heart pounded as he rushed to the wall, delivering a powerful kick to the air vent cover. It snapped off, clattering to the floor.The gas began to make his vision blur. He climbed into the vent, crawling through as fast as his body allowed."15 seconds!" The exit was just ahead"10 seconds!" He reached the edge, preparing to drop down"5 seconds!" But, t
Latest Chapter
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
