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The Majestic Heir Chapter 11 - Too Expensive
Half an hour ago. A Cadillac V-16 entered the gates of Avenshill Street. Seeing its arrival, people instinctively stepped aside without being told. “Isn’t that Mr. Wellington’s car?” one of the antique shop owners murmured, neglecting the customer in front of him. Like everyone else, his gaze was fixed on the car. “What is he doing here?” As the owner of the largest auction house in Cammont, Arthur Wellington was famous for his close ties with the city’s elite. Not only was it common for him to lunch with the mayor during his free time, but he was also a close friend of Wesley—another prominent figure in the city. In truth, Arthur didn’t need to come in person if he wanted something from this place. Simply sending a representative would suffice; the sellers here would flock to his manor without hesitation. “Gentlemen, my apologies, but my shop will be closing temporarily,” the shop owner announced as he closed his store and followed Arthur, who had just stepped out of his car. Se
The Majestic Heir Chapter 12 - The Original
While the crowd continued to mock and laugh at Marc, three women stood with clenched fists, visibly irritated. “Look at him. This young man is truly outrageous. How dare he show up here with that fake painting?” Lala’s gaze was filled with contempt as she glared at Marc. “He’s just trying to grab more attention,” said Dolores, who stood beside her, nodding in frustration while keeping her eyes fixed on the young man. “He thinks his little act is convincing enough to fool even more people.” These wealthy women were the wives of store owners along Avenshill Street. They had come to meet Keith and report what Marc and the old man selling painting were up to. However, Arthur’s presence had completely shifted the situation. They might have had little trouble approaching Keith, but Arthur was a different matter. The Wellington family patriarch was heavily guarded by bodyguards, making it nearly impossible for anyone to get near him. And since Keith stayed close to Arthur, the three wom
The Majestic Heir Chapter 13 - Clearly Fake
“It seems that the painting is authentic.” That single sentence escaped the lips of the head butler. Yet, it was enough to make Arthur, who had maintained his calm and composed demeanor, turn his head sharply. “Are you serious?” The people in the room may not have been too shocked by Lyman’s statement. However, upon seeing Arthur’s reaction, those who had been relaxed moments ago suddenly grew tense. In an instant, the main hall of the Gems store fell silent. Like Arthur, everyone now fixed their gaze on the head butler with complex expressions. “I believe so,” Lyman nodded weakly, his eyes still locked on the painting in Marc’s hands. People might assume Arthur was the sharpest eye in the room. What they didn’t know, however, was that in certain aspects, he could be considered a “student” of Lyman. Flashback to ten years ago, when Arthur’s love for art was merely a hobby. He traveled to many countries, attending antique exhibitions and auctions. During one of his visits to Eas
The Majestic Heir Chapter 14 - Food Eating Competition
"Sir, I have given your business card to Mr. Belmont, as you instructed." Lyman was about to close the door of the Cadillac for Arthur when a second man stopped him. "Come in." Usually, Lyman wasn’t in the same car as Arthur, but this time his master had instructed him to come along. "I’m still curious, how did you figure out that the Flower painting was the original?" After telling the driver to proceed, Arthur’s face showed signs of restlessness. He couldn’t feel at ease until he secured that painting. "Do you still remember Elizabeth's painting style?" Maria Elizabeth, a legendary painter who passed away almost a century ago, had a tendency to subtly and uniquely blend her name into one part of the objects she painted. "Yes, the name embedded, right?" Arthur replied. "I saw it in Oliver’s painting." "Exactly! But that’s what sets it apart from Mr. Belmont’s painting. The name Elizabeth in Oliver's painting was written in a brighter color, different from all the other colors i
The Majestic Heir Chapter 15 - Very Slow
"To the ten registered participants, please make your way to the podium." The announcer's voice echoed throughout the restaurant hall, met with loud applause from the audience. As instructed, one by one, the contestants, all of whom were quite overweight, ascended the platform. Among them, Atticus, the heaviest contestant, received the warmest reception. "Atticus, my idol! You’re definitely going to win again this time!" Nine participants had already taken their places in front of the tables set up for them. Only the last table remained empty. "Mr. Augusto Blackwood, please make your way to the podium." The announcer called for Augusto a third time, awaiting his decision. "Since contestant number ten is absent, I have decided to..." But before he could finish his sentence, someone suddenly appeared from the crowd and climbed onto the stage. "Wait. I’m here to represent Augusto." As Marc stepped forward, the entire hall fell silent for a brief moment, before erupting in laughte
The Majestic Heir Chapter 16 - The Decisive Round
"He's got some nerve asking for more dishes?" someone in the audience shouted, their voice ringing with disbelief. "He's completely shameless!" The audience, already on edge, rose from their seats to protest. But as the camera, mounted high on the hall ceiling and aimed at Marc’s table, captured the moment, every single one of them froze in disbelief. “Th-this can’t be real…” When everyone thought the winner was clear, they realized how wrong they had been. On the giant screen, it was evident—Marc’s bowls and trays were completely clean. Not a trace of eggs, noodles, or meat remained. Even the chicken bones were stripped bare, leaving no scraps of meat behind. Even Atticus, who had been laughing triumphantly moments ago, confident in his victory, fell silent. “What? He finished his food?” His face showed an expression of utter shock and confusion. “Why are you just standing there?” Marc turned to the host, who was still paralyzed in disbelief. “Come on, bring out the next dish!”
The Majestic Heir Chapter 17 - The Final Tactic
“Y-you…” The host clenched his fists, his face tense with frustration. How could the competition continue when it was clear to everyone that Atticus was at his limit? Granting Marc’s request would only guarantee the defeat of the overweight youth, something the host was desperate to avoid. “What is going on here? Why hasn’t he done anything yet?” Reed slammed the table, clearly dissatisfied with the host’s efforts. With a sharp gesture, he motioned for the host to follow him backstage. “What are you thinking? Aren’t you listening to me?” Reed barked, letting his anger explode. “I’m sorry, Mr. Kensington. It’s not that I haven’t done anything, but…” The host bowed his head deeply, his voice faltering. “I don’t want to hear any excuses!” Reed raised his hand to silence him. He had already contacted the television network and secured Atticus a spot in a larger-scale mukbang competition. Letting Atticus lose now, especially to someone as unknown and frail-looking as Marc, would be a
The Majestic Heir Chapter 18 - Revenge
Augusto rubbed his eyes, uncertain how long he had been asleep. “Oh no, I must have missed the competition,” he said with a trembling voice, full of regret. The last thing he remembered was someone pressing his nose shut before he lost consciousness. However, as he looked around, he rubbed his eyes again. "Where am I?" he said, scanning his surroundings. It was a bed in a clean room. Before he could process where he was, his gaze fell upon a certificate on the nightstand. "Augusto Blackwood." "I... won this competition?" As his hand reached for the trophy with his name on it, beneath it was a check for twenty thousand dollars. Under the check was another piece of paper. "I hope your mother recovers soon." Augusto couldn’t stop the tears flowing down from both corners of his eyes. "Thank you, sir. Whoever you are, I will never forget your kindness." Meanwhile, elsewhere, Marc walked with a smile on his face, recalling everything he had experienced that day. "What a truly wo
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Chapter 131 - Who Are You?
A night before.When Marc sneaked into the Winslow mansion, it took him only a few minutes to familiarize himself with every corner of the grand house. He was just about to execute his plan when, by chance, his ears caught a conversation between several women not far from him."Do you think Miss Winslow is lucky to be forming a family connection with Lord Everstone? It’s nothing like people imagine!"A woman in a yellow dress, holding a glass of wine, waved her free hand while shaking her head, looking pityingly at the young lady in question."Let’s say she is the most beautiful girl in Wyndham, or even all of Walenstein, but that’s not what that baron is after. In his eyes, there’s only money and power. After marrying his son to her, I’m sure that bastard will arrange for his son to marry another woman as a second wife, then a third, and so on. Truly pitiful, actually.""Hahaha! Such irony!" another woman in a purple dress, with a cigarette between her lips, chimed in."Honestly, if
Chapter 130 - The List
Meanwhile, in the living room on the first floor.Marc hadn't expected Harper to suddenly run behind him, eavesdropping on his conversation. However, that wasn't what truly surprised and worried him.Holding his phone in one hand, he gestured for the girl to get dressed immediately. After that, as if nothing had happened, he put on a smile while watching her head up to the third floor.Just moments ago, Marc had been staring at his phone screen for a long time when Leonie suddenly called him. And when the woman ended the call, Marc once again had to find a way to keep this secret from Harper.Yes, Marc had to keep his patient list a secret. Other than himself and Helma, no one else was allowed to see it."Thank goodness Harper didn't see it," Marc muttered. He then pulled his hand from behind his back and looked at the names on the patient list."The provincial capital? In two days?"The next patient on the list was an elderly man residing in the provincial capital of Walenstein. Acco
Chapter 129 - I Made A Choice
Climbing the stairs to her room on the third floor, Harper occasionally cast her gaze downward, where Marc looked back at her, smiling and nodding."I must be going crazy!"Harper whispered weakly, barely audible."How could I even think about flirting with him? And while fully conscious, too!"When she had stepped out of the pool and entered the living room earlier, she saw Marc still on his phone call. She shouldn't have thought much about it, right?And yet, instead of heading straight to the third floor, a strange and baseless concern suddenly crossed her mind."What if he's calling his girlfriend?" The voice in her head was loud, making her stop in her tracks and glance at Marc for a moment. "Are you really going to let this man slip away from you?"Harper wasn't sure if she could still think clearly. The next thing she knew, she saw herself walking toward Marc, deliberately trying to interrupt him.She could feel it—her heart refused to let Marc talk to whoever was on the other
Chapter 128 - Sweet Temptation
"What did I just hear? A girl’s voice?" Leonie furrowed her brows. Though the voice was faint in her ears, she was certain it belonged to a girl."Could that be… Marc’s girlfriend?" Curiosity grew within her, especially after hearing Marc’s slightly hesitant tone.Even so, she quickly realized that she shouldn’t stay on the phone for too long. "Whoever that girl is, I’d better not disturb Marc right now," she thought. The young man had gone on vacation. It made more sense to let him enjoy his time off."Marc, I think I should hang up now. Don’t worry about things here and just enjoy your vacation. I can handle everything in the meantime.""Thank you, Mrs. Griffin," Marc replied before ending the call."Mom, why do you look tense? What happened?"Sasha, who had just entered the inn’s lobby after returning from campus, immediately approached her mother and threw out the question."Ah, it’s nothing. I was just thinking about some ideas for renovating a few parts of the inn.""Mom, oh my
Chapter 127 - It's Not Your Fault
Shaken to the core, Harper rested her head on Marc's shoulder—a gesture that signified he was no longer a stranger to her and that she had begun to trust him. At the same time, Marc neither pushed her away nor showed excessive concern."It's not your fault at all if the people around you betray you or walk away from you. At the very least, this is a great opportunity to see them for who they truly are. Everyone deserves happiness, including you. What they did—that will be the best material for making the right decisions about what to do next."Hearing Marc's words, Harper cried even harder for a while, even clinging to his arm. However, it seemed to ease her heart, and her sobs gradually subsided until she finally lifted her head from his shoulder."Thank you, Marc," she murmured weakly, wiping her tears."So, where are we going now? Should we just head back to the hotel?""No." Harper shook her head. "Just drive. I'll tell you where we're going later.""Alright."The soft growl of th
Chapter 126 - Who Are You With?
"I'm afraid you'll only make things worse if you go see them now," Marc continued.Harper might have a million reasons to confront Nicholas for his huge mistake—cheating on her with another girl behind her back. But at the same time, Harper had also come to this restaurant with another young man."If Nicholas finds out who you're here with, he'll have the perfect excuse to accuse you of doing the same thing."Marc was never worried about being mistaken as Harper’s lover because that was never his intention, nor had he done anything inappropriate. He was always ready to face any situation and anyone who came his way.However, things were different for Harper. If Nicholas really turned the tables on her, she would be in a much tougher position."It would be best if he didn’t know we were here."Hearing Marc’s words, Harper didn’t respond. But instead of walking away, she returned to her seat.For some reason, she didn’t feel annoyed when Marc said that, unlike the usual irritation she f
Chapter 125 - Another Dinner
"How does it taste? Not bad, right?"Harper beamed as she watched Marc devour the steak in front of him with an expression of pure delight.After the pizza war that ended in Marc’s victory, Harper had pouted and insisted that he accompany her to dinner at one of her favorite restaurants. That was how they ended up here, on the top floor of Epicure—an eight-story restaurant, one of the two finest dining establishments in Wyndham."Perfect! I'm at a loss for words to describe it," Marc said, flashing a broad smile. "The aroma of the meat, the flavor of the sauce—everything is just right."That was all he said before returning to his meal, cutting into the sirloin on his plate with unmasked enthusiasm. The expression of satisfaction on his face was completely genuine.Seeing how heartily Marc enjoyed his food, Harper couldn't help but smile as well. For some reason, it pleased her immensely that he liked her favorite restaurant.Slowly, she found herself feeling more comfortable around M
Chapter 124 - A Slice of Pizza
Five hours later.Harper had no idea how long she had been unconscious when her eyelids fluttered slightly. At the same time, her awareness gradually returned, and the last thing she remembered was how her head had suddenly felt incredibly light and calm before an overwhelming drowsiness overtook her.When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a sofa inside a hotel suite. A sigh of relief escaped her lips—it must have been Marc who had carried her there.Turning her head to the side, her eyes widened in surprise upon seeing more than a hundred pizza boxes neatly arranged on the floor. All of them were open, and, of course, completely empty.A wide smile spread across her lips. She knew exactly who had eaten all that food. If she hadn’t seen Marc ordering an absurd amount of food before, this sight would have surely shocked her to the core.Lifting her gaze toward the sofa just ahead of her, she saw the young man staring intently at a single pizza box on the table in front of
Chapter 123 - Looks Like I've Changed My Mind
"Bastard! Get your filthy hands away from me!"A loud shout echoed through the alley. But it wasn’t Harper who screamed.Even though her heart was shattered, her mind could still think. If Shadow was yelling at someone, didn’t that mean there was someone else besides the two of them?The girl opened her eyes, and tears streamed down her face even more."Marc..."That was the only word she managed to utter as her sobs grew louder.In her distressed state, she couldn’t tell if the figure before her was really Marc or just a hallucination. Yet, deep inside, she was inexplicably certain that this man would never abandon her."You're the one who should get that foul mouth of yours off my hand."Marc’s icy gaze was locked onto Shadow, his hand stretched out in front of Harper’s chest, blocking the ninja from touching her. But that only resulted in Shadow accidentally pressing his lips against Marc’s hand."You insolent brat! You still have the guts to interfere with me?!"Harboring an immen
