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The Lost Heir Of Sargent I ALREADY DON'T!
"Do you have any map with you, aunt?" Christian asked Liliana for a fake map which he can hide in his room, Liliana pulled out one from the old strolls, "What do you think of this, Chrissy?" Christian stared at it for a minute, and nodded his head, "This is more than enough." "Be careful," Lord Sargent patted on Christian's head with warm eyes, "This old man can't see you getting hurt." Christian assured him with a bright smile understanding the worries of Lord Sargent, "I know grandpa, and I promise, I'll be careful." With that Christian left the Lord Sargent's study and went straight back to his room where Ezra is waiting for him, "All ready for your plan?"Nodding his head, Christian left the map rolled neatly on his desk, right where it could be spotted if someone dared to look for it. "Tonight, we will spot the traitor," Christian whispered to himself and deliberately left the door unlocked. "I'll be here only by your side," Ezra said leaning to the wall, Christian looked r
The Lost Heir Of Sargent FOUND HER!
"What should we do madam?" The maids asked Amelia with a terrified face looking at the ash on the floor, Amelia sighed, "Clean it first, make sure to clean the room at least twice, no marks nothing should be left." The maid nodded her head, James hesitated, "what about the negative energy filled in this room madam?" "Leave it to Edward, he'll take care of it," Amelia said with a soft voice and left that room.She went straight to the study of Lord Sargent where the rest of the family members are gathered.The heavy scent of burning candles mingled with the crackle of the fireplace as Lord Sargent sat silently behind his desk.The others were gathered in a tight circle around him, Amelia to his left, her hand resting gently over his, Liliana pacing by the windows, arms crossed, Charles and Edward leaning against the bookshelf, tension radiating off them; and Betty seated, unusually quiet, with a pale face.No one spoke for a long time.The memory of the old butler, faithful, loyal, a
The Lost Heir Of Sargent SO, WHAT ARE YOU?
"Hours turned into days, and days turned into a week," Liliana groaned rubbing her temples, "Where is she?""She? The one Dad has talked about?" Betty asked with a curious face, Liliana nodded her head, Betty shrugged her shoulders, "Maybe busy with hunting evil forces." Liliana chuckled shaking her head, "Let's see...." A week had passed already since the ashes of the old butler had been cleaned from the Christian's room and the heavy truth of betrayal settled in the hearts of the family. The mansion remained tense, every creaking floorboard, even a flicker of candlelight now held suspicion. Yet amidst the silence, the family stayed normal with a purpose, Lord Sargent’s letters had been sent, his allies summoned, and finally, she arrived just as they anticipated.It was a normal morning like everyday when the gates slightly opened to admit a lone figure cloaked in a storm-colored robe, her face hidden beneath a hood. She carried no baggage, no weapons visibly strapped to her per
The Lost Heir Of Sargent THEN LET'S BEGIN!
"Mom?" Christian once again called out, he isn't sure why he felt so familiar with the back of the person in front of him along with the humming of the person.She turned to see him, and it was her, his mother, Marie. Her face was calm but her eyes shimmered with something distant, something sorrowful, as she reached out."Chris, my little star."His breath caught in his throat listening to her voice, especially the way she called him just like how she used to do when he was young, "I... I don’t understand, is this real? Is it really you?" "No," she said gently. "But it is the truth, the truth I want you to know through a fragment of my memory." "Can I hug you?" Christian asked in a desparate tone wanting to hold his mother, "I want to touch you, I want to feel your warmth." Marie's eyes became glossy as she replied, "I'm just a memory Chris, you can't touch me." Christian's smile and hope both faltered at a time, but she assured him, "Soon I'll touch you and hug you, that day wi
The Lost Heir Of Sargent MOM, IS THAT YOU?
"Give me your necklace, you swine!" Ivan's eyes fixed on the necklace around Christian's neck, "My girlfriend is obsessed with finding one like that and I hate to disappoint her, so just give it to me!" Instinctively, Christian's fingers ran to the smooth edges of the silver necklace, a delicate piece with swirling patterns showed its uniqueness. A few years ago, his mother suddenly disappeared, leaving Christian with only a necklace and a note, "It will always protect you, Chris!" After investigation, the police announced that his mother was dead. Christian tightened his grip on the necklace protectively. "Of course," he thought bitterly. "Everything that is important to me will always be important to Ivan, so that he can steal it from me." But he kept his voice calm. "I can't give this to you, Ivan, it's something my mother left me, so I can't let it go." "Do you think someone like you can say no to me?" Ivan crossed his arms with a sneer, Christian knows very well about his
The Lost Heir Of Sargent CHEAP NECKLACE
It was not his mother. Christian could barely lift his head before his father’s hand gripped his hair, yanking him roughly out of the room, "come out, you bastard!" Morris was furious after watching Christian sleeping, as he wanted Christian to repent for his mistakes. The sharp, piercing pain was extreme, but worse than that was the familiar feeling of helplessness that passed through him, almost numbing the silent agony. As he stumbled behind Morris, tripping over his own feet, his heart bled within his chest. "So, do you realize your mistake or not?" Morris growled in a furious tone pushing Christian on to the floor, "What do you have to say for yourself, you useless little wretch?" Christian looked at Morris. He had no strength left, but his eyes were full of hatred. "I didn’t… I didn’t do anything!" The words barely got out of Christian's throat before Morris swung a baseball bat to hit him. Christian's breath left him in a harsh gasp, pain piercing through his ribs. He cur
The Lost Heir Of Sargent I'M YOUR GRANDSON
"No," Christian whispered, feeling a piercing pain in his heart as if something precious had been ripped off from him. He clutched his chest, staring with a painful face at the shattered pieces of his mother’s necklace scattered across the cold ground. The last thing he had of her, his only source of comfort, now got destroyed, and he barely had the strength left to reach it. His vision blurred minute by minute, and his legs froze making it hard for him to reach for the broken pieces. A harsh laugh brought him back to reality. Ivan stood over him, with a twisted smirk on his face, "Look at you, pathetic as ever, such a fool you're!" He sneered, raising his foot and kicked Christian brutally, making him to cough blood. The huge pain passed through Christian's frail body, and he gasped hard, with a low cry, crumbling on the ground. Christian felt his consciousness slipping away, hunger pangs increasing inside him, while his limbs froze due to the chilling coldness, every breath w
The Lost Heir Of Sargent DRAG HIM OUT OF THERE IMMEDIATELY
"No matter how many times you call for him, he won't be coming honey." Teresa appeared beside Morris, frowning slightly, as she remembered none being at home in their absence, apart from Christian all alone locked in the attic, still she spoke in an indifferent tone, "Why?" Morris questioned in a frustrated tone, to which Teresa shrugged, as if it were no more than a passing inconvenience, "our butler left days ago to look after his sick mother, when he is not even here, how can he answer you?" Morris was stunned for a moment hearing to Teresa, a flicker of guilt appeared in his face as he almost became speechless, "So, Chris has been here for three days without food or water?" "Maybe, I don't know either," Teresa replied awkwardly, not wanting to be blamed, "he did something wrong and he was punished, I can't be punished for his mistakes, right?" Morris couldn't help but to question her, "even so, he was left with no food and water for almost three days, why didn't you remind me?
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THEN LET'S BEGIN!
"Mom?" Christian once again called out, he isn't sure why he felt so familiar with the back of the person in front of him along with the humming of the person.She turned to see him, and it was her, his mother, Marie. Her face was calm but her eyes shimmered with something distant, something sorrowful, as she reached out."Chris, my little star."His breath caught in his throat listening to her voice, especially the way she called him just like how she used to do when he was young, "I... I don’t understand, is this real? Is it really you?" "No," she said gently. "But it is the truth, the truth I want you to know through a fragment of my memory." "Can I hug you?" Christian asked in a desparate tone wanting to hold his mother, "I want to touch you, I want to feel your warmth." Marie's eyes became glossy as she replied, "I'm just a memory Chris, you can't touch me." Christian's smile and hope both faltered at a time, but she assured him, "Soon I'll touch you and hug you, that day wi
SO, WHAT ARE YOU?
"Hours turned into days, and days turned into a week," Liliana groaned rubbing her temples, "Where is she?""She? The one Dad has talked about?" Betty asked with a curious face, Liliana nodded her head, Betty shrugged her shoulders, "Maybe busy with hunting evil forces." Liliana chuckled shaking her head, "Let's see...." A week had passed already since the ashes of the old butler had been cleaned from the Christian's room and the heavy truth of betrayal settled in the hearts of the family. The mansion remained tense, every creaking floorboard, even a flicker of candlelight now held suspicion. Yet amidst the silence, the family stayed normal with a purpose, Lord Sargent’s letters had been sent, his allies summoned, and finally, she arrived just as they anticipated.It was a normal morning like everyday when the gates slightly opened to admit a lone figure cloaked in a storm-colored robe, her face hidden beneath a hood. She carried no baggage, no weapons visibly strapped to her per
FOUND HER!
"What should we do madam?" The maids asked Amelia with a terrified face looking at the ash on the floor, Amelia sighed, "Clean it first, make sure to clean the room at least twice, no marks nothing should be left." The maid nodded her head, James hesitated, "what about the negative energy filled in this room madam?" "Leave it to Edward, he'll take care of it," Amelia said with a soft voice and left that room.She went straight to the study of Lord Sargent where the rest of the family members are gathered.The heavy scent of burning candles mingled with the crackle of the fireplace as Lord Sargent sat silently behind his desk.The others were gathered in a tight circle around him, Amelia to his left, her hand resting gently over his, Liliana pacing by the windows, arms crossed, Charles and Edward leaning against the bookshelf, tension radiating off them; and Betty seated, unusually quiet, with a pale face.No one spoke for a long time.The memory of the old butler, faithful, loyal, a
I ALREADY DON'T!
"Do you have any map with you, aunt?" Christian asked Liliana for a fake map which he can hide in his room, Liliana pulled out one from the old strolls, "What do you think of this, Chrissy?" Christian stared at it for a minute, and nodded his head, "This is more than enough." "Be careful," Lord Sargent patted on Christian's head with warm eyes, "This old man can't see you getting hurt." Christian assured him with a bright smile understanding the worries of Lord Sargent, "I know grandpa, and I promise, I'll be careful." With that Christian left the Lord Sargent's study and went straight back to his room where Ezra is waiting for him, "All ready for your plan?"Nodding his head, Christian left the map rolled neatly on his desk, right where it could be spotted if someone dared to look for it. "Tonight, we will spot the traitor," Christian whispered to himself and deliberately left the door unlocked. "I'll be here only by your side," Ezra said leaning to the wall, Christian looked r
THE TRAITOR WILL BE CAUGHT!
"Chris?" Ezra shook Christian by holding his shoulder, "Are you okay?" Christian sighed turning to face Ezra, "My mind and heart is in a mess, I don't think I can even drive with this messy state of mine." Ezra chuckled, "Then, how will we go home?" Christian pointed out at the cars nearby, "Them, they'll take us home, I think them following me is kind of helpful at times like this." With signal of Christian, they came, getting into car, Christian said to James, "let's go home." They nodded their heads obediently, and James took the driving seat, Christian sat in back seat and closed his eyes to sleep hoping to find some peace for mind at least in sleep.Ezra was calmly watching Christian who was asleep and felt inwardly, "Poor kid going through a lot, everything is too difficult for him facing all risks at such a young age, I hope we will be able to find Marie soon..." After hours of drive, they reached home, James gently woke him up, "Young Master, we are home." "Hmm," Christ
TRAITOR IS AN INSIDER
"Hunt them back?" Ezra stammered, his voice laced with disbelief after seeing Christian furious and full of rage.Christian’s jaw clenched as he nodded, his eyes burning with quiet determination and anger. "I’m tired of running away to protect myself like a coward, Ezra, I don’t want to see any more people die because of me, I won’t stand by silent and watch it happen again.""They didn’t die because of you, Chris," Ezra said firmly trying to convince him, "Not Sophie, not Elias, life and death don’t ask for permission, it's unpredictable, one day, everyone has to go, this was their time, it’s not on you, so you don't have to blame yourself."Christian’s gaze shifted toward Elias’s lifeless body, and his fists trembled. "Mr. Elias might’ve still been alive if not for me, if I didn't come here, if I didn't meet him he might've not ended up in this situation." Ezra walked over to Elias’s hand, gently lifting it to show a twisted, blackened mark etched into the skin. "Look at this, Chri
THEY'RE STILL HUNTING US
"Ofcourse, if that's the place you want to go," Ezra winked his eyes, Christian keeping the hands in his pockets, glanced forward aiming to reach his destination, "I can't waste even a minute, because finding my mom and saving her, that's the only goal of mine." The sky had shifted from orange and yellowish to grey and blank, while the clouds were thick with the scent of rain. Christian drove in silence, his fingers loosely curled around the steering wheel, while Ezra sat beside him, invisible to the world yet always present for him.The ring, the ancient seal of the House of Evernight, rested heavy in Christian's pocket, as if it carried not just simple weight, but a strong purpose."You’re quiet," Ezra said after a while, with a low and cautious voice, "What's running in your mind?" Christian glanced at the rearview mirror, watching the landscape blur into misty hills. "I’m just thinking, it's about my mom, what exactly she was trying to protect? Why did she risk her life to prot
ARE WE HEADING STRAIGHT TO HOUSE OF EVERNIGHT?
"What are you talking about?" Ezra turned to him, confusion written all over his face, as he couldn't understand what Christian is talking about.Christian’s eyes lit with something new, not sorrow this time, but with excitement. "That seal... the one you told me about, it's in Adam's mansion, there she hid it, I know where it is." Without saying anything further, Christian stepped out of the room, Ezra also didn’t question him, he simply followed silently."Where are you going Chrissy?" Liliana asked Christian with a gentle tone as he was about to leavevthe house, Christian calmly said, "I've some work in Adams mansion aunt, I'll be back very quickly." Liliana held his hand, "Why don't I come along with you?"Christian hesitated to take her along, as he isn't going there for fun but to search for something.Noticing Christian's hesitating, Liliana said, "Umm it's okay, let the guards follow you, they'll be watching you from distance, will not disturb you," she gently caressed his f
I KNOW WHERE IT IS
"Please wake up," Christian pleaded, holding the woman’s bloodied form in his arms, while is voice cracked with deep fear and anxiety. "You can't die, I can't watch you die...." Charles slowly knelt beside him, hand resting on her neck for a moment to check her pulse. Once he is done with checking her pulse, his expression turned grave."She’s gone, Chris."The words hit like a cold splash, Christian stiffened, staring down at her pale, and peaceful face. Her last words are still repeated in his mind, "Marie is alive." "No... she can't be..." He tightened his hold on her as if he could force life back into her broken body, "I didn't even express my gratitude for what she has done to me, yet she is dead, why? Why does she have to die?" Liliana crouched beside him, her eyes glassy with emotion as she placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Chrissy," she whispered gently, "it's quite saddening to see her dying, but you should be happy too, because she brought you something precious..
