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The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 920 I Won’t Pursue Patty
Inside the Sterling Cultural Hall, Tiffany walked briskly through the corridors, her face etched with concern over the recent events. The place felt quieter than usual — too quiet for a Sunday — but the tension in the air was enough to make her skin crawl.Suddenly, her phone rang. The sharp tone sliced through the silence, and she quickly pulled the device from the pocket of her blazer.“Hello, Mauricio?” she answered.Meanwhile, outside the Andrade Clinic, Maurício — better known as Dr. de Paula — grinned as soon as he heard her voice.“How’s my favorite little sister doing?”“I’m fine,” Tiffany replied, forcing a tired smile he couldn’t see. “Working on a Sunday...”Maurício sounded shocked. “What happened?”“What do you think?” she snapped, trying not to sound too bitter. “Trouble. As usual.”“Hey, you’re at the Cultural Hall, right?”“Yeah,” she confirmed with a sigh. “And I’m sorry again for getting you that ticket.”“Oh, come on... I actually enjoyed the concert. Got to help th
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 921 Time to Act
Elsewhere that morning, in the modest kitchen of the Alvares family home, Ernesto and Gustavo sat at the table. Ernesto was now dressed in shorts and a tank top, while Gustavo still wore loose boxer shorts. The breakfast spread between them was simple but satisfying — bread, butter, cheese, and ham.“Who’s this client you’re so afraid of?” Ernesto asked, eyeing his son over the rim of his coffee mug.Gustavo bristled. “Come on, it’s not fear! You’d understand if you knew who she was.”“Okay then,” Ernesto said, setting his mug down. “Tell me what happened.”“She asked me for a compound that could mimic the classic symptoms of a stroke. She wanted to use it to get her family’s sympathy during some complicated situation.”Ernesto gave a dry, sarcastic chuckle. “Well, if the drug worked, she’s got nothing to complain about.”“That’s not all, Dad. The stroke ended up being real.”Ernesto’s eyebrows rose. “But she’s recovered enough to be texting you? Most people lose coordination for mont
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 922 Bryce Has Some Reputation
Tiffany was caught off guard when she overheard Bryce on a phone call with his brother inside the Sterling Cultural Hall, sharing a less-than-flattering opinion about the situation.“Mauricio, I need to go,” she said quickly, ending the call. Then she turned to him, trying to maintain composure. “Young Mr. Hudson—”“Drop the formality,” Bryce cut in, serious and direct. “We’ve been out together, remember?”Tiffany looked nervous. “I know. I just don’t want to come off as... taking advantage.”Bryce stepped closer and gently took her by the arm, leading her aside to a quieter corner of the hall.“I know things feel tense right now,” he said in a calming voice. “My father might try to place the blame for the unknown workers on you.”“There were a lot of people around here yesterday,” she pointed out.“I know. But listen — I’m not going to blame you for anything.”Tiffany gave a small sigh of relief. “Great. Then convince your old man and Mr. Sterling of that too.”Bryce offered her a re
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 923 Matthew Has His Parents Now
At the Sterling Mansion, the vestibule came alive as Sheila and Karl stepped inside, greeted by the ever-formal butler, Jarbas.“Good morning, Mrs. Sterling, Mr. Vieira...” Jarbas welcomed them with a polite nod.Karl gave a sly smile, secretly amused by the fact that Jarbas still believed he was Lawrence Vieira.Sheila, already scanning the surroundings, said, “The police are here, right? I saw a patrol car outside.”“Yes,” Jarbas confirmed. “Sergeant Carvalho is speaking with Young Matthew.”“Thank you, Jarbas,” Sheila replied, leading Karl toward Abner’s study.Inside the study, the conversation between Matthew and Sergeant Carvalho was still heating up.“You have no right to accuse me like this,” Matthew said, clearly frustrated.“I’m not accusing,” Carvalho replied calmly. “Just trying to understand what happened.”“By throwing cheap accusations?”“The moment I found out those workers weren’t officially hired by the cultural hall, I knew something was wrong,” Carvalho pressed.“I
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 924 Disappointment over TV
That morning at the Sterling Mansion, inside Abner’s study, Matthew watched as his parents — in every sense of the word — approached to defend him. Detective Carvalho, always with a half-smirk of intrigue, didn’t bother hiding his amusement.“The mother and her boyfriend have come to defend the boy,” Carvalho said, almost theatrically.“Absolutely!” Sheila shot back. “I won’t allow my son to be accused of something he didn’t do.”“I’m here to help, Mrs. Sterling,” Carvalho replied, hands calmly clasped behind his back. “I want to prove your son didn’t plan an attempted murder in front of countless witnesses.”Karl, calm but arrogant as ever, gave a slight nod. “I appreciate your honesty.”Matthew rolled his eyes — he couldn't believe Karl was playing along like that.“But what should I do,” Carvalho continued, “if I discover that your son did in fact attempt to murder Vicente Gouveia — who had just become a father for the second time?”“Cut the melodrama!” Karl snapped. “Nobody knew t
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 925 Father and Son’s Dynamic
On that same morning, in Jonah’s apartment living room, Bella sat comfortably on the sofa, draped in a bubblegum-pink robe that looked like it had been made just for her. The television was on, humming softly in the background.Jonah appeared with two steaming cups of coffee—one for her, the other for himself. His navy-blue robe hung loosely around his frame, revealing more than it concealed. Clearly, he wasn’t wearing anything underneath.Bella accepted the cup with a smile, inhaling the warm aroma as Jonah sat beside her.“Comfortable?” he asked.“Yes, thank you,” she replied, taking a sip. The coffee was delicious.“So, what’s new on TV?”She licked her lips slightly, enjoying the drink. “Hmm... Andreia and Vicente Gouveia’s baby is doing fine.”“That’s great,” Jonah said. “Are you going to visit the clinic — as Nathan’s ex?”Bella’s smile grew more mischievous. Jonah clearly had no idea what was really going on.“That’s actually a good idea,” she murmured.“If you want,” Jonah off
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 926 Wasn’t It an Accident?
In the bright and elegantly decorated Silva Penthouse living room, Fernando arrived just in time to witness a surprising scene — Patricia rising from her own sofa to sit beside Liz.He stared, stunned. "Did the impossible finally happen?"Ronaldo beamed with excitement. "Yes, Dad! Liz and Patty made up!"Fernando walked around the back of the sofa, placing his hands gently on Liz’s shoulders and massaging them. Patricia instinctively tensed, relieved a second later when she realized Fernando wasn’t reaching for her.“Liz, my congratulations,” he said warmly.“You’re welcome, dear,” Liz replied with grace.Patricia leaned in supportively. “Now Liz just needs to rest well so she’s sharp when she returns.”Fernando exchanged a look with Ronaldo, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. “Hey, this isn’t what I think it is, is it?”Patricia gave him a teasing look. “And what exactly do you think it is, Nando?”“I’m thinking you two are joining forces against Elaine Sterling.”Ronaldo wagged his fi
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 927 Looks Like It’s Gonna Rain
Inside Andreia’s room at Andrade Clinic, the conversation resumed exactly where it had paused. Maurício de Paula, still standing near the couple, had just asked about the "accident" Vicente had suffered. But Andreia and Vicente hesitated, unsure whether to keep talking about it.Sensing the tension, Maurício backed off slightly. “Ah, I’m sorry. I’m sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong.”“It’s not quite that,” Vicente replied, trying to ease the moment.“Is it really that serious?” Maurício asked, concerned.Andreia glanced at Vicente before answering, “We suspect it wasn’t an accident at all.”Maurício held his breath for a moment, digesting that implication. “But... who would have the nerve to do something like that? And with you there, pregnant, Mrs. Gouveia?”“Hey,” Andreia corrected gently, “if we’re dropping formalities, then I’m Andreia, and he’s just Vicente.”“Fair enough,” Maurício said with a nod. “But still — do you really think someone intentionally loosened that spotl
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Chapter 955 Your Half-Sisters
At the Andrade Clinic in Walter’s office, the confrontation between Linda and Nathan continued, the atmosphere tense and electric.Walter stepped protectively beside Linda. “Hey, what’s the meaning of this? You don’t recognize me as your brother-in-law? What a joke.”Nathan sneered. “Linda, if you can’t have a frank conversation without your little boyfriend defending you all the time—”“I can,” Linda snapped, cutting him off. “But right now, I don’t WANT to. This is his office, not yours!”“You’re hanging by a thread from being sued for breach of confidential information,” Nathan shot back venomously. “And you guys still act like a cocky little rooster and hen!”Linda let out a mocking laugh. “Is that what you came here to talk about?”“Exactly!” Nathan said, jabbing a finger in the air. “Why the hell did you get involved in something that’s none of your business?”Walter was about to speak, but Linda grabbed the sleeve of his shirt — a silent signal for him to let her handle it.“Na
Chapter 954 Nice Try
Tiffany approached her junior boss as Maurício walked away.“Nice try,” Bryce muttered.Feigning innocence, Tiffany widened her eyes. “What are you talking about?”Bryce smirked knowingly. “If that guy were your boyfriend, you would’ve kissed him on the mouth. That little sisterly peck didn’t fool me.”Tiffany blinked, realizing she was up against a sly fox!******Meanwhile, at Andrade Clinic that same afternoon, Walter sat across from Linda, who seemed uncharacteristically relieved.“What are you asking about, Walt?” Linda said, trying to sound casual.Walter leaned in, scrutinizing her. “I could’ve sworn I saw you sigh with relief when Dr. de Paula left.”“Don’t swear in vain — it’s a sin,” Linda retorted, dodging.Walter moved closer and pulled her into an embrace, but Linda stiffened, feeling like she was betraying herself.“Come on, sweetheart. Don’t exaggerate,” Walter coaxed. “Were you embarrassed for being too informal with the new general practitioner?”Staring into the dist
Chapter 953 Struggling to Call Him Father
Patricia found Vanda sitting patiently on one of the chairs inside Karl’s office at Golden Letters.She leaned her head into the doorway. “Mom?”Vanda turned to look at her, her face lighting up. “Good afternoon, darling. I’m just waiting for Lawrence to show up.”Smiling, Patricia stepped closer. “Ron had a wonderful idea earlier. I hope you’ll agree with it.”Vanda’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “I’m already agreeing!”“He wants to take me on a trip to celebrate some things that have finally been resolved in his family. And to avoid... temptation, Cindy and Jackson are coming with us.”Vanda smiled warmly, though her expression turned slightly puzzled as she blinked at her daughter.“I don’t get it,” she said. “You’re going on a romantic trip as a group of four?”Patricia nodded. “Yes. Two couples, each celebrating in their own way.”Vanda cleared her throat delicately, still trying to process the information. “But Jackson and Cindy already have an intimate life, while you and Ron
Chapter 952 One of Them Had Written That Letter
Back at the Sterling Cultural Hall, the office of Edmund Hudson was filled with the quiet aftermath of lunch. Disposable food containers from their takeout meals lay scattered across their desks. Bryce stifled a burp—barely.“Gross, son. Don’t do that,” Edmund grimaced.“What, you wanted me to sing the burp like I was on stage?” Bryce shot back with a grin.Edmund just shook his head and leaned back in his chair, clearly not in the mood.“You mentioned the stage... that reminded me of what Sergeant Carvalho said,” Edmund murmured.“It’s all too insane,” Bryce muttered. “Someone set up an elaborate plan to kill Vicente Gouveia.”“And I hope you’re not seriously thinking it was Matthew or Karl,” Edmund warned.Bryce, ever stubborn, didn’t back down. “It has to be one of them, Dad.”Edmund closed his eyes, clearly needing rest. Realizing he had hit a wall, Bryce stood and exited the room, slamming the door behind him.Out in the hallway, Bryce walked briskly, his brow furrowed. Tiffany a
Chapter 951 Foursome Romantic Trip
Across town at the Borges House, the midday sun streamed into the dining room where Patricia was seated with Cindy and Jackson. She placed her wine glass on the table and leaned forward, eyes bright with anticipation.“Guys, I have a proposal.”“Sounds exciting!” Jackson replied.“Ron and I are thinking of taking a trip. Something to help us decompress after all the stress and drama we’ve dealt with.”Cindy nodded, understanding. “Makes sense. Silva Oil won’t be facing charges, you and Liz Silva made peace, and Liz cut ties with Elaine.”Patricia raised her glass in a one-woman toast. “Amen to that. So, Ron and I want to celebrate — but we don’t want to go alone. For obvious reasons.”Cindy and Jackson exchanged a knowing glance.Jackson, ever the older brother, spoke up. “Sis, under normal circumstances, I’d tell you to wait until after the wedding. But since you’ve already... had your first time, would it really be that terrible to be alone with Ron on a romantic trip?”Patricia’s s
Chapter 950 Facing Nathan – AGAIN!
Nathan returned from his parents' apartment to the beach house, under the midday sun, with a triumphant smile that practically screamed "mission accomplished." As he stepped inside, his voice took on a villainous tone, relishing his recent success.“My father’s letter made quite the impression on the sergeant,” he murmured to himself. “Now it’s just a matter of time before he digs into the case and realizes Lawrence Vieira doesn’t exist... nothing but a fabrication by Karl Sterling.”Making his way into the kitchen, Nathan opened the refrigerator, rummaging through leftovers and pulling out a few pans. He set them on the stove, beginning to reheat his lunch while continuing his monologue with the flair of someone who thought ten moves ahead.“And even if they dig into the past or someone brings up the car crash, no one can prove anything. It'll be the word of a man who used a fake identity... versus a famous pianist whose life was nearly cut short.”The soft hiss of reheating food fil
Chapter 949 You Really Want to Help
Around midday, inside the police station, Sergeant Carvalho leaned forward in his chair, intrigued by the theory Matthew had just put forth about the incident at Vicente’s live concert. The near-tragic “accident” that had almost claimed a life now seemed more calculated than coincidental.“I hadn’t thought about it like that,” Carvalho admitted. “I mean, I knew you and Mr. Hudson saw the two workers, but... a test?”“Exactly!” Matthew said, visibly energized. “It can’t be coincidence that the accident played out the same way as the earlier incident. And there’s more — I clearly remember commenting to Bryce about the piano’s position.”Carvalho began clicking and typing quickly on his computer, searching through digital statements.“Young Mr. Hudson didn’t mention that,” he muttered. “Looks like I’ll have to pay him another visit.”Matthew didn’t hesitate. “Have you or any of your officers found anything on ‘José Ramos’ or ‘Seb Nozes’?”With a serious expression, Carvalho shook his hea
Chapter 948 Matthew Has a Theory
Back to the living room of Karl’s apartment, Karl and Sheila stood by the window, each with a glass of cognac in hand, trying to soothe their frayed nerves.“I just came from the Gibraltar Club,” Sheila said, her tone weary. “I was killing time. Had I known I’d need a drink, I’d have dragged you along.”Karl offered a dry chuckle. “Things are rough, darling. At least Matt is putting his resentment on hold to focus on what matters.”Sheila rolled her eyes and took another sip. “I want to see you two hug like father and son.”“That’ll have to wait,” Karl replied. “Sgt. Carvalho called me in to confirm my secret identity. Apparently, the police received an anonymous letter.”Sheila gasped, nearly spilling her drink. “What? An anonymous letter?”“I know,” Karl said with a smirk. “Feels very 90s, doesn’t it?”
Chapter 947 Carvalho Keeps Inquiring
On a tense morning inside the Sterling Empire headquarters, Matthew’s office had become a whirlwind of nervous energy. Evan reentered the room and paused, hardly recognizing his boss, who was frantically rummaging through drawers and documents on his desk.“Need any help, Young Matthew?” Evan asked cautiously, unsure whether to assist or flee.Matthew looked up, his expression sharp. “Evan, schedule an urgent meeting with the board of directors for tomorrow.”Evan nearly cursed under his breath. He had just spent considerable time reorganizing Matthew’s agenda!“For tomorrow?” he asked, struggling to remain composed.“Yes,” Matthew confirmed. “We’re going to discuss the revelation of my father’s true identity.”Evan stiffened, reaching for his tablet to make the changes. “For the board?”“Correct,” Matthew replied, his tone clip
