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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
The Majestic Heir Chapter 19 - Sending the People
At the edge of a pool in the backyard of a luxurious mansion in the heart of the city, three young men were sitting on a bench by the pool, each holding a glass of drink. “Boss, we've sent a few people to accompany Atticus. They should have taken care of that bastard named Marc by now,” Rowan said confidently. He had personally selected the four trained bodyguards earlier. “And I’ve given them weapons,” Caspian chimed in. “Not that I doubt the skills of these bodyguards, but wouldn’t it be more fun if they had to shoot Marc as he tries to run away, terrified out of his mind?” Caspian couldn’t help but laugh at the thought. Reed remained silent. Lying on a lounge chair, his face showed he hadn’t been able to shake off the frustration in his heart. “No one should mess with the Kensington family, or they’ll be destroyed. This kid has surely messed everything up.” After witnessing Atticus lose in the competition in such a humiliating way, the only thing that could ease his anger w
The Majestic Heir Chapter 20 - The Raid
Five minutes before the clock struck midnight. "Everyone, get ready." The man, the leader of this team, opened three cases and ordered his members to grab their weapons and magazines. "We don't know who or what is inside. You are authorized to shoot if you feel threatened." Earlier, they had received intel and a briefing from Bachary. "One of their members is carrying an expensive painting, which is most likely stolen or embezzled property. Make sure to secure the painting or any other valuable items if you see them." As per Darla's orders, the team Bachary hired for this raid was a private security force with years of experience in field operations. Aside from rescuing hostages, they were also trained to neutralize armed threats. Dong-dong-dong! At exactly midnight, the sound of bells echoed. Out of nowhere, a thin mist began to envelop the entire area. Combined with the dim lighting of the place, their visibility became severely impaired. The security team was about to
The Majestic Heir Chapter 21 - The Massacre
The four security officers were now on the fourth floor, approaching Apartment 44 from two different directions. However, before the team leader could issue his next command, a scream echoed from below.“What’s going on?” Unable to see clearly due to the thickening fog, he contacted one of the snipers stationed in the vehicle.“My view is also obstructed by the fog. Requesting permission to step out?”“No, stay where you are.”The team leader was about to order two of his subordinates to investigate the commotion when he heard something unusual.“What’s that sound?” he muttered, lowering his ear closer to the ground. Through the dense fog, he caught a noise that resembled the sound of a wild animal devouring its prey.Moments later, something leaped out from the mist and landed directly in front of him.“W-what is that?” Reflexively, all the security officers aimed their weapons at the figure that had just emerged.As they took a closer look, their bodies began to tremble. “T-this is…
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Chapter 246 - Using Grizelda?
Mya froze for a moment, stunned by Leah’s words.They made sense—painfully so.It was something that had never even crossed her mind before.With Grizelda's insane power, taking down someone like Marc should’ve been child’s play, right?“But...”Mya's brow furrowed deeply as she sank into thought.Still, for the first time in a while, the sadness etched into her face seemed to lift—just a little.“We know Marc isn’t at the inn,” she said slowly.The two women had double-checked—Marc wasn’t anywhere in Greencliff.And if they assumed he knew about the goblins’ arrival... well, that could only mean one thing.“With that many goblins showing up, if he really was planning to run, there’s no way he’d even think about going back to the inn. Not anytime soon, anyway.”Leah jumped in without missing a beat.“Which is exactly why it’s our job to make sure Grizelda hunts him down, no matter where he’s hiding!”Her eyes widened, a grin stretching across her face, practically vibrating with excit
Chapter 245 - Mya’s Sorrow
"Are we safe now?"Leah asked, glancing at Mya as the last of the goblin horde finally disappeared into the distance."Hmm."Mya gave a slight nod, saying nothing more.Out there in the tall grass, the two of them could finally breathe. No more goblins surrounding them, no more immediate danger.It looked like a relief. Like a win.They hadn't even needed to lift a finger to escape.But for Mya, it didn’t feel like a victory at all.It felt like a crushing defeat."My whole life," Mya murmured, her voice low and heavy, "I dreamed of being Grizelda’s only partner in Cammont. I did everything I could to get Marvel out of the way... and in the end, it still wasn’t enough."Her voice trembled with grief. Her face was shadowed, not just with sadness, but deep disappointment — at herself. At her failure to earn Grizelda’s trust.If only she'd succeeded in partnering with the goblin leader, she could've commanded the thousands of goblins swarming Cammont. With that kind of power? Killing Mar
Chapter 244 - A Second Request
Back to the present.“No way! How could she possibly know about that?!”Leah couldn’t stop asking herself that question, her eyes fixed on the goblin woman in front of her. She had never told anyone about it—not a soul—and she was absolutely certain no one had ever caught her with Violet.But this goblin?“You shouldn’t speak about things you know nothing about,” the goblin said, her tone cold.Leah’s mouth was slightly open, frozen in shock. She still hadn’t recovered enough to speak when the goblin continued.“I don’t care if you think you or humans in general are better than us. But I won’t tolerate mockery or insults—especially the kind you just threw.”“I—I didn’t mean—”Leah tried to explain herself, to say she hadn’t meant it as an insult. But the words stuck in her throat. And even if she did explain, would this goblin believe her?Mocking someone—whether it’s a joke or not—is never just harmless. It wounds.Meanwhile, seeing the tension spark between Leah and Grizelda, Mya re
Chapter 243 - Dilemma
Smooch!Violet crashed her lips against Leah’s again, her eyes blazing as she stared at her bodyguard with a wild, reckless smile.Leah’s eyes flew wide open. Her whole body froze. Shock hit her like a lightning bolt, leaving her paralyzed as Violet kissed her a second time.“M-Miss… Miss Richmond…”Still stunned, Leah gently tried to push her away. Her brain screamed that this wasn’t what she meant. This wasn’t what she wanted.“Please…”But Violet clung to her tightly. Leah’s hands moved to her waist, trying to create distance—yet somehow, the gesture only seemed to fuel the fire inside Violet even more.“You really know how to turn me on, sweetheart,” Violet whispered, her voice low and sultry.She pulled Leah even closer, her lips hungrily seeking another kiss.Smooch. Smooch. Smooch.Each kiss was hot, desperate. Violet kissed like a woman possessed. Maybe she’d never done this before—but that only made her reckless, letting raw instinct take over. Her entire body moved on its ow
Chapter 242 - Something Leah Never Meant to Say
"You can trust me—with anything. Especially the things that keep you up at night."Leah meant every word. She wasn’t pretending. She genuinely cared about Violet—and more and more, she treated her like a younger sister, with gentle warmth and protective respect.But what Leah didn’t realize was that Violet saw things differently. The kindness, the protectiveness, the gentle way Leah looked out for her—it wasn’t just professional to Violet. It felt personal. It felt like something... more.To Violet, Leah wasn’t just her bodyguard. She was someone who’d stepped into her life and filled a space she hadn’t even realized was empty."Do you really mean that, Purple?"Violet's voice trembled. She didn’t pull away from Leah’s embrace. Her tear-streaked face stayed tucked against Leah’s chest."I’ve never lied to you. I mean it, Miss," Leah said softly.There wasn’t a hint of suspicion in her voice. To her, it was just a normal question."You sure? You won’t get mad—no matter what I say or do
Chapter 241 - A Strange Comfort in the Heart
“Th-thank you, Miss Richmond.”Leah’s eyes sparkled as she clasped Violet’s hand tightly, her gratitude practically glowing from her face.“Is there anything I can do for you right now?” she asked, eager to prove herself. Whatever Violet needed, she’d do it—no questions asked. That’s what a dependable bodyguard did.Violet rolled her shoulder with a small wince. “Do you know how to ease muscle pain? My shoulder’s been killing me the past few days.”“Of course,” Leah replied with a reassuring smile. “Please, have a seat.”Violet settled into the nearest chair. Leah gently placed both palms on her shoulders—but she didn’t immediately start rubbing or kneading. Just contact, steady and intentional.At first glance, Leah seemed like any ordinary girl with a pretty face. But beneath that soft exterior was a skilled cultivator, trained in the art of weaponry since she was young. Years of harsh training had taught her more than just how to fight—it taught her how to heal. She’d dealt with ev
Chapter 240 - First Impression
“Y-you…”Leah’s eyes widened in disbelief. Her face turned pale, frozen in shock.It wasn’t just what she was seeing—it was how her mind struggled to process it.“That goblin just… spoke?” Her heart pounded as the thought hit her like a hammer.“Aren’t goblins just animals? Disgusting creatures? Whatever they are, how can one possibly talk?”But more than that, what truly left her rattled was the goblin woman’s words—words that cut straight to her deepest, most guarded secret. A secret she’d never told another soul. A secret she never planned to tell anyone.“Then how does she know about me? How? Who—what—is she really?”Leah stood frozen in place, her mind a whirlwind of questions. And somehow, despite how absurd it all seemed, what the goblin had said… felt true.Leah hadn’t been chosen as Violet’s bodyguard because she was the most skilled candidate. Far from it.She’d been picked because—by some strange twist of fate—she had unknowingly sparked something inside Violet. A desire th
Chapter 239 - A Sense of Relief
Roar! Roar! Roar!As if responding to the distant gunfire echoing in the night, the goblins grew louder and more erratic—howling, snarling, baring their teeth with bizarre gestures and guttural screams that sent chills crawling up Leah’s spine.She’d been gripped by an unshakable fear ever since she’d been trapped here, and the grotesque spectacle before her wasn’t helping. But something shifted when she remembered she wasn’t truly alone. The Scorpion Gang was out there. Armed and ruthless. That thought alone lightened the crushing weight pressing down on her chest.“Why should I be afraid?” she told herself. “Those brutes came loaded with enough weapons to wipe out every last one of these disgusting creatures.”With that comforting thought, Leah's fear began to fade, replaced by a fragile sense of confidence. All she had to do was wait. Just a little longer until the Scorpions cleared the courtyard of goblins. Then, she’d signal them. They’d come for her. It was all going to be okay.
Chapter 238 - Leah’s Fear
Meanwhile, deep in the tall grass of a dense thicket…“Mya, whatever spell you’re casting—make sure it’s strong enough to hold these things off.”Leah muttered through gritted teeth, her eyes fixed on Mya, who was seated cross-legged beside her. The two girls were huddled within a glowing magic circle barely ten feet in diameter, a fragile sanctuary surrounded by an ocean of death.Leah’s heart was pounding like a war drum. Her face was drawn tight with fear, cold sweat trickling down her temples and soaking through her clothes.“Damn it! This is insane!”What lay before her eyes was, without a doubt, the most horrifying sight she had ever witnessed in her entire life.A massive horde of zombie-like creatures—bodies mangled, faces torn, and exuding a stench so vile it could turn the strongest stomach. It was a grotesque cocktail of death and rot designed to ignite primal terror in anyone who laid eyes on them.And the worst part? There weren’t just a few. Not dozens. Not even hundreds
