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The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 173
I gathered my thoughts together, overthinking things would do me no good. As much as I was hurt by my grandmother’s words, I would do just as she said.If it was my wealth she wanted, she would get it. “So?” My grandma uttered with a coy smile playing on her face.I barely had time to react as I swung my legs over the side of the hospital bed. Slowly, I pushed myself up, ignoring the stiffness in my limbs. My movements were slow but deliberate. My jaw tightened as I shifted close to face her, a flicker of pain spread through my face, but of course she could care less.My hospital gown hung loosely on my frame, the IV still attached to my wrist, yet none of it slowed me down."SIf that's what you want Grandma,” I said coolly, “ give me your account number then.” My voice was hoarse but firm. "I'll clear everything–everything."She froze, gripping the hem of her dark green sweater. “Jordan, you just woke up, you don’t have to—”"Send it," I repeated with my voice stronger than befor
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 174
It felt like I was floating on my air, the world around me felt like it was spinning. I had never felt this type of hangover in a while, it must have been a crazy night…I thought as I tried to steady myself gripping the sheets of my bed wondering how I had been so careless when muffled voices reached my ears.Slowly I tried to focus on the voices when I heard a slight beeping machine, slowly my eyelids fluttered open and I was faced with a ceiling that was certainly strange making it clear I was not in my room."You should have been here earlier." A soft feminine voice uttered, making me incline my head in the direction ignoring the throb in my head. I tried to focus on who was speaking."Annie, don’t start." A familiar voice shot back laced with frustration."Don’t start?" Annie retorted, scoffing. "He was bleeding out, Josh! Where were you?"Blood. The word sent a slow, crawling heat through my chest. My fingers twitched against stiff sheets, memories flickering back in fragments,
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 175
A dull headache pant in my head, and beneath my closed eyelid the world felt distant like I was floating in some murky state between consciousness and oblivion. I could hear voices though muffled at first like they were speaking through thick layers of fog. But when I widened my ear the clarity of the words spread in and I recognized the voice as Annie and Josh. “I say we split it fifty-fifty.” Josh’s voice came laced with amusement. “Fifty-fifty?” Annie scoffed. “Are you insane? I’ve been here longer I should get at least sixty” Josh snorted “you do realize I do things around here right you’re just…..”I turned them out, my pulse pounding in my head. Are they seriously dividing up my belongings? I wasn’t even dead yet. A wave of nausea rolled through me followed by something worse, maybe realization. There were the people I’d trusted. The people I’d let into my life. And here they were already deciding how to carve up what I own like vultures over a fresh carcass. Somethin
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 176
The private suite was just as quiet now as when I arrived. The kind of silence that felt unnatural pressing down on me like a weight I couldn’t shake. The steady beep of the heart monitor and the occasional shuffle of the doctor moving around the room were the only sounds breaking the stillness. Pain throbbed through my ribs with every breath and a dull ache reminded me of just how close I had come to losing everything. My libs were still sluggish from whatever medication they had pumped into me but my kind was clear too clear. I wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn't supposed to be alive but somehow I managed to escape death. Maybe that was lucky or not. I was about to ask the doctor for water when he suddenly pulled out his phone, his expression tight. He glanced at me before pressing a button putting the call on a speaker. “You need to hear this.” He muttered, setting the phone down on the table beside me. I frowned but said nothing. He must have something to show me so I ju
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 177
My phone vibrated on the nightstand beside me for the hundredth time today. I didn’t bother looking at the caller ID. It didn’t matter who it was. I wasn’t answering. They should keep wondering. They should think I was dead. The world outside my private suite was spiraling into Chaos and I watched it all unfold. My laptop sat open on my lap, illuminating the funky-lit room as I scrolled through the last ear headline. Where is Jordan? Did the doctor kill him and cover it up? The hospital refused to comment. What are they huffing? The theories ranged from absurd to almost laughably dramatic. Some claimed I had died and the hospital was confronting it to avoid a lawsuit. Others were convinced I had staged my disappearance to escape a scandal. The wilder theories painted 𝑀e as a victim of some underground mafia or secret government experiment. I smirked, people lived a good mystery. But while I was entertained the doctor was falling apart. His band was all over the news, his rep
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The doctor might have agreed to keep his mouth shut for now. But I knew better than to rely on just one person to keep my secret. If I wanted to stay ahead I needed a backup plan. My mind searched through the people I knew trying to figure out who I knew could keep a secret or who I could trust but no one came up. They’re all fake and trusting them is like digging my own grave. I inhaled resting my head on the pillow when a mane struck my thought. Roslyn If I can at least give some 50% of my trust it should be Roslyn. She’s unpredictable, sharp and good. I wasn’t sure if I could trust her but I also knew she was my best option. I picked up my phone and dialed her number. The phone rang twice before she picked up. “Jordan?” Her voice was steady but I could hear the sight edge of sorry beneath it. “Where the hell have you been?” “Worried about me?” I smirked. “This isn’t funny!” She snapped. “Do you have an idea of what’s happening? Your family is practically setting the city
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 179
Jordan’s reflexes kicked in the instant that Roslyn’s knees buckled. He darted forward, catching her just before she hit the floor. Sliding his arms around her quaking body, he lowered her a bit so that he could steady her little body against his chest."Roslyn! Hey, stay with me,” he said urgently, his voice tinged with concern.She was gasping for breath, of course, and her fingers, so bony and insubstantial, gripped his sleeve as if she were trying to anchor herself in reality. He looked at her face, her eyes wide, shock wiped across it, her lips moving but the words trapped inside. He had no idea what had gotten under her skin so badly.“You’re burning up,” he said, murmuring as he pressed the back of his hand to her forehead and assessed her condition quickly. He wasted no time, retrieving a small flask of water from his pocket, unscrewing the cap and bringing it to her lips. "Drink this," he blurted.She took small sips, and then weakly shook her head. “That mark…” she whisper
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 180
I sighed tiredly as I followed Roslyn behind. She had promised to tell me something and I'm so eager to hear what she had to say. We stopped at a small barbecue stand that evening. The bar was buzzing with noise from a not too far distance."Would you have some?" I asked, staring over at her and she nodded. "I'm paying for two" I told the man and he smiled before wrapping up the barbecue,he handed it to me and I gave the two to Roslyn.I dipped my hand into my back pocket and brought out my wallet and paid for the barbecue. "Do you sell those drinks too?" I asked, pointing over at the cokes that were resting on the wall."Of course I do. It won't be nice if you buy barbecue without drinks, should I wrap it up?" He asked and I nodded and he gave me the drink while I paid the bills. After doing so, I looked into my wallet and I saw no penny in it."Let's go over there" I pointed to a bench not too far from the stand and we went there and sat on it."You said you want to tell me somethin
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The crowd swarms City Hall’s steps again. Always with their banners, their chants, their 'hope'. I lean against the stone column, arms crossed. The mic waits. I don’t. “You want a mayor?” My voice cuts through the noise. They freeze. “Pick one. Not me.” Signs drop. Faces crumple. A woman in front—frayed coat, eyes red—steps forward. “But you 'exposed' the rot. You 'know' who’s clean!” “I know 'nobody’s' clean.” I jab a finger at the courthouse. Its cracked dome glints in the sun. “You think I’m your savior? I’m the guy who lights matches. 'You' rebuild.” Murmurs rise. A man shouts, “We 'trust' you!” Others echo. Trust. A fragile word. Brittle. “Trust?” I laugh. Hollow. “Trust got Gregory Tran killed. Trust let Coker fester. 'Trust' is your problem.” I turn to leave. Hands grab my sleeve. Desperate. Clammy. “Please,” the woman begs. “Just… guide us.” I shake her off. “Guidance costs extra.” ''' They follow me home. Petitions piled on my doorstep. Candles lit like a
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The cameras flash. Always flashing. Like a strobe light hell. 'Click. Click. Click'. I straighten my tie. Cheap polyester. Scratchy. 'Good'. Reminds me I’m not one of them. The podium’s edge digs into my palms. Cold steel. Biting. The crowd’s a blur. Suits. Lipstick. Teeth. Hungry for blood. “Ladies. Gentlemen.” I let the mic screech. Feedback whines. They flinch. 'Perfect'. “Tonight, we carve out the 'rot'.” A paperweight sits on the podium. Glass. Useless. I hurl it sideways. It explodes against the wall. 'Crash'. The crowd jumps. A reporter spills his coffee. Dark liquid bleeds across the road. 'Symbolic'. I don’t laugh. “Coker,” I say slowly. Let the syllables rot in the air. “Saint of the City? 'Bullshit'.” The screen behind me flickers. Grainy footage. Coker’s docks. Midnight. Shadows slithering. Crates cracked open. White powder glowing. Ghostly. “Drugs.” I click the remote. Next slide: Judge Eleanor Pryce. Diamond earrings. Smug grin. Pocketing an envelope thick as a b
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The world was expecting my return My disappearance was all they talked about for weeks, the people, the media. Everyone was growing restless as theories of what might have happened to me were all over the place.The suspense and everything made me happy.I let them talk, I let the suspense build. Staying silent was just the perfect game, one which I was well skilled in.I wanted to make them want me, to make them desperate for my return. Such that when I finally reappear, it would be a hit.And just as I pictured it, it happened.I picked the biggest television in the country as the stage for my grand come back— or whatever the world called it.Every newspaper headline screamed my name “JORDAN SPEAKS!” “THE TRUTH REVEALED WITH JORDAN!” As the countdown to my appearance on tv began.It was all anyone could talk about, all everyone could think of. News anchors debated what I might reveal, social media buzzed with assumptions and most importantly, Mr Coker, the fool trying to work his w
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Jordan’s POVFirst, a ding, followed by a mild vibration.A smirk played on my lips as I dipped my hand excitedly into my pocket and brought out my phone. I had been expecting this message and it came at the perfect time.My eyes scanned the notification on the phone after which I unlocked it to view it better.It was from FriendsMe, a secret platform I and Josh created when we were just kids, whispering about taking over the world in hushed tones.Back then, FriendsMe had been a platform where we could dream big and fantasize about anything. It was our safe haven where we could plot our future and plot ideas without anyone watching us.But things had changed— I had changed.“I know it is you. Behind all of this. The accidents. The disappearances. The chaos. It’s you, isn’t it?” Josh asked.I let out a chuckle as I read the message again. Josh had always been smart but he wasn’t smart enough.I left the message on read and wanted to lock it when another message came in.“Listen man, I
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Jordan's POVThe scent of fresh paint and polished wood filled the air as I stepped into the Langston Consortium’s main building. Truly it was fascinating how far we have come and I was so proud of myself.Months of silence had been replaced with ringing phones, busy days and nights, we had so many clients that we had to open a waiting list and that still got filled up.I walked through the hall, hands tucked into my pockets, watching the company my grandfather built come alive once more. It was mine now and I hoped he was proud of the slight changes I made.His death didn't go unpunished and I wouldn't let anything happen to this company no matter the cost.Near the entrance, an older man in a faded suit approached, his steps hesitant. His gaze held quiet hope. “Mr. Jordan, I’ve been with this company for thirty years. My loyalty has never wavered. I—”I lifted a hand, cutting him off gently. “The past stays in the past. It’s time for something new.” I uttered in a finite toneHis th
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Jordan's POVThe courtroom was filled with tension. No one said a word but you could feel it in the air as we waited for the video to play.Mr. Coker sat stiffly at the defendant’s table, fingers locked together as though he wanted to strangle me.His lawyer whispered something, but he didn’t react. His jaw worked as if grinding gravel, his eyes shifting to the large screen where the next piece of evidence played.It was a briefcase exchanged proving Coker had bribed the inspector. The official took it with a quick glance over his shoulder, counted the cash, then nodded. Mr. Coker’s voice came through as he gave clear instructions. “This needs to be handled. No complications.”Gasps rippled through the courtroom.I leaned forward, hands gripping the armrest of my chair. My throat felt dry. Across from me, Mr. Coker’s wife pressed a hand to her mouth, face drained of color.The prosecutor stepped forward. His eyes flicked to the judge, then back to the screen. “For the record, this foo
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The weight of my words had barely settled before the world caught fire.We couldn't even continue the interview because of how fast the clips circulated on news channels, social media posts multiplying like cells under a microscope. The video surged past fifty million views in hours, tearing through every platform like a storm with no intention of slowing down. "Jordan Langston exposes billionaire Coker in a shocking interview!""Explosive truth: Young heir accuses Coker of murder!""What really happened to Mr. Langston? The answer stuns the world!"Comments, opinions, speculations poured in. Some hailed me as brave, a warrior dragging hidden rot into the light. Others called me reckless, a kid playing with fire, a target painting himself in the brightest red.I sat in the dim glow of my phone screen, scrolling, skimming, watching my own words loop over and over. The sound of hurried footsteps pulled me from the trance. The door swung open. My mother stood there, her breath uneven,
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I straightened in my chair wiping off invisible dirt off my suit, I was to look perfect today.We were at the TV station, bright lights beamed overhead, hot against my skin but I didn't break a sweat, we were surrounded by cameras and the interview team.Beside me, my lawyer adjusted his cuffs, his movements smooth, practiced, deliberate. He smelled like expensive cologne and fresh paper, like someone who knew his way around battles fought with words instead of fists.“You good Jordan” he muttered not out of care but hoped I wouldn't make the wrong move.“Never better” I reassured, giving a smile that would be stuck on my face for most of the interview.Soon the interviewer took her seat, a woman with clipped curls and eyes that held the hunger of someone searching for a story, she leaned forward. Her lips, painted the color of ripe cherries, parted as she spoke.“Nice to have you here today” she began giving a big smile for the camera before she returned to us."Mr Jordan, given the
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I trust Silvia to do just as I've told her to. All I was expecting at the moment was just results, results of the strings I was going to pull, something he'd never recover from. At some point, I felt selfish. I was literally putting Silvia's life on the line because I know he'd surely come for her after everything's going to be leaked. I should have tried another alternative. It just occurred to me. I gnashed my teeth in regret. I've been running for my own life and now I'd have to protect two souls at the same time, I grabbed my phone, “Silvia…yeah I know…as soon as you're done, grab a few stuffs and come over…I have spaces here…I know, but believe me when I say this, Coker will come for your head and he won't take chances, that's why I said you should come” I hung up the call almost immediately. I've said what needed to be said. Preparations for the primaries to determine who the flag bearer for the parties was almost underway. I'm sure Coker will be all smiles, with the mindset
