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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
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
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The elevator ascended through Liu’s residential tower. Andrew stood alone, dressed in black from collar to cuff, shoulders square, eyes steady. The city below shimmered through tinted glass—clean, mechanical, heartless. Like the man he was walking toward.He had received the message less than twenty minutes ago:“Come to the residence. We need to talk.”When the elevator doors opened with, Andrew stepped out into the private hallway of Liu’s upper penthouse. It was like walking into another world—warm lighting, mahogany walls, soft classical music drifting from somewhere he couldn’t see. For a place built by a man with blood on his hands, it smelled like jasmine and eucalyptus.He turned the corner and almost bumped into someone.“Oh—Li!” a familiar voice called brightly. “I was hoping to catch you.”Andrew stopped mid-stride and softened. “Mama Mei.”Meilin Zhen—Liu’s wife—stood by a corner cabinet, placing a vase of fresh peonies into place. Dressed simply in a white blouse and bla
Antenatal; I Love You Like A Daughter
The rain that fell heavily at night had stopped by morning. Hannah stepped out of the hostel with a scarf wrapped tightly around her head.The coins in her pocket jingled softly with every step—her entire week’s worth of tips, spare change, and what remained from her last cleaning job.Just enough, she clutched the folded leaflet from the shelter in her other hand. It listed public hospitals that offered prenatal services in the city, and one of them, Red River Women’s Clinic, was circled in blue pen."Just get there....Just register.....Just try." They was crowded, too loud, too fast. By the time she arrived at the hospital’s main lobby, her palms were slick with sweat. She looked up at the signs—mostly Mandarin, with some awkward English translations beneath them—and approached the front desk where two nurses in white uniforms were checking papers from a young couple.When it was her turn, she stepped forward hesitantly.“Hello... I, um... I want to register... antenatal care,” she
My Inner Man
The elevator ascended through the tower. Andrew stood alone in the glass capsule, as he could see himself in the mirrored wall as he moved Forty floors beneath him, Shanghai.But here, on the way to the seventy-second floor, everything was muted. He adjusted the cuffs of his jacket and ran through the pitch in his head again. There were no second chances with Liu. A single misplaced word could tear everything apart. Still, Andrew's face was calm, unreadable. As the elevator slid to a stop with a soft chime, the reinforced doors opened into a private vestibule guarded by two men in black suits. Neither spoke. One waved a biometric scanner in front of Andrew’s eye. It beeped once.“You may enter,” the other said.Andrew stepped through the glass security gate into Liu’s sanctuary.The penthouse office stretched out like a blade—clean angles, matte black walls, a white marble floor that absorbed the sunlight pouring through windows.In the distance, the Huangpu River glinted like merc
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
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
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
