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The Majestic Heir Chapter 221 - What Do You Want?
“Why did you do that?”The sniper's face—crushed beneath Marvel’s boot—was now an unrecognizable mess. But instead of looking pleased, the gangster boss stared at the young woman with a cold, piercing glare. Leah’s actions hadn’t satisfied him—they’d only raised questions.“Tell me why you shot him.”“Oh, come on. What are you even talking about?”Leah, the woman who had just appeared and gunned down the sniper without hesitation, shrugged casually. Her expression was calm, almost bored.“Why would I need your permission to kill someone who was getting in our way? Obviously, I had to take him out.”“Really? That’s your story?”Marvel narrowed his eyes, the intensity in his gaze sharpening like a blade. He studied her carefully, like a predator sizing up an unfamiliar threat.“Tell me—are you hiding something from me?”“Hufff... You're seriously paranoid.”Leah waved him off, shaking her head in exasperation, as if swatting away a pointless accusation.“Why would I do that? We came her
The Majestic Heir Chapter 222 - A Relationship from the Past
No one knew that Leah had once shared an intimate relationship with Marvel. The young woman had kept their connection tightly under wraps, never displaying it in public—especially not with her father Lars around. Lars harbored a deep hatred for Marvel and all the shadowy factions lurking in Duskmoor. And Leah, of course, knew better than to take that kind of risk.But everything changed two years ago.Leah had planned to surprise Marvel—only to walk in on him wrapped up in a passionate embrace with a woman who wasn’t wearing a single stitch of clothing.In that moment, Leah didn’t scream. She didn’t cry. She didn’t even say a word.But from that day forward, something in her changed. The warmth between them vanished. She never got close to him again.In fact, it seemed like that very incident was what finally pushed her to leave Duskmoor—to become Violet’s personal bodyguard instead.“You
The Majestic Heir Chapter 223 - Don’t You Dare Try That Again
Bang! Bang! Bang!A burst of gunfire exploded from the pistol aimed directly at Marvel’s face. Leah’s expression was cold, merciless—there wasn’t a hint of sympathy or sentiment left. All she wanted now was to blow this bastard’s face apart, just like she had done to that sniper earlier.But Marvel wasn’t just any man.Just like before, when he’d dodged point-blank sniper fire, he moved again—shifting his head left and right with sharp precision, dodging the barrel of Leah’s gun. The bullets tore into the ground, missing their mark completely.“Die, you bastard! That’s what you get for messing with me! You’re gonna feel everything I felt!”Bang! Bang! Bang!Fueled by pure rage, Leah kept pulling the trigger, firing over and over, trying to hit his moving face. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t land a single shot.And by the time the magazine was empty, not a single bullet had even grazed Marvel’s skin.Marvel wasn’t about to waste the opening she’d just handed him.“Stupi
The Majestic Heir Chapter 224 - You're No Match for Me!
Leah staggered back several steps as Marvel’s punch landed squarely on her rib.She still managed to keep her grip on both daggers, but her chest was tightening, the blow clearly affecting her.“What? That’s it? That’s all you've got?” Marvel scoffed. “Still stuck at Level 12? You must’ve been slacking off like crazy.”His voice was laced with mockery, and the smirk on his face made it worse.They used to be cultivators of the same level. But two years ago, right after their relationship ended, Marvel had gone into seclusion to focus on his cultivation.When he returned to Duskmoor two months ago, no one knew how far he’d advanced. Still, plenty speculated that his current power had to be at least Level 15.“Shut your damn mouth, asshole! I’ll kill you!” Leah shouted, forcing herself to stand tall.But the fire in her eyes wasn’t as bright as before. Deep down, she hadn’t expected Marvel’s cultivation to leap this far.“Kill me? You really think you can?”Marvel clasped both hands beh
The Majestic Heir Chapter 225 - A Satisfied Heart
Leah's body was sent flying over thirty feet from the force of the punch. The pain etched across her face said everything—there was a massive gap in strength between them.Boom!She slammed into a thick tree trunk, splintering it on impact.But as a cultivator, Leah wasn’t one to stay down for long. Gritting her teeth, she struggled back to her feet, still reeling.“Hahaha! That punch won’t kill me. No matter how far you’ve come in your cultivation, it means nothing if you’re still just a bastard like you.”Her cheek throbbed with heat where Marvel had hit her, but Leah burst out laughing. She was satisfied—ecstatic, even—that she'd landed a blow to his face in return.She knew Marvel well. He took great pride in his looks. Damaging any part of his body, especially his face, felt like a personal victory. One worth celebrating."Now look at you! Just another ugly bastard no one would even glance at! Hahaha! What a pitiful excuse of a man!"Leah kept laughing, a raw, triumphant joy bubb
The Majestic Heir Chapter 226 - The Retaliatory Slap
"Was I too harsh on him?"Leah sat by her bedroom window, staring at the stars overhead, her heart heavy with doubt. It wasn’t that she wanted to slap him. She just needed him to understand how deeply she hated the way he had acted.But now, ten days had passed.No word from Marvel. Not a single call. Not even a text.He hadn't even tried sneaking into her house to see her like he used to.Every time they had a fight, no matter how big or small, he was always the first to apologize.If they fought during the day, he'd show up that night with a cake—"Sorry" written in frosting.If they fought at night, she'd wake up to find a bouquet hanging outside her window, and there he'd be, waiting on his motorcycle.But this time? Nothing.Not even a hint of remorse.Leah had considered going to him first. She was still angry—hurt, really. Especially because Marvel didn’t seem the least bit sorry.
The Majestic Heir Chapter 227 - An Old Friend
Slap!“Dignity? Don’t talk crap in front of me! You’re just a filthy woman looking for attention, that’s why you ran off to the city! You just wanted a man to satisfy your lust, didn’t you?!”Ptui!Leah lifted her bruised face and spat—blood mixed with saliva—straight at Marvel’s face, utterly disgusted by his vile rant.“You animal! Your mouth’s just as filthy as your actions! Thank the heavens I dumped you—otherwise, I might’ve died today right alongside you!”Her body was weak, but Leah’s words were sharp, laced with venom.“Hahaha! Die? Are you out of your mind? How could a tiny scratch like this kill me? No, sweetheart. I’m the one who’s going to kill you!”Bang! Bang! Bang!Marvel balled his fist again and drove it into Leah’s gut—over and over. If she weren’t a cultivator, she would’ve died from the first round of blows. Leah had to focus her inner energy on the points where his fists landed, trying to shield her internal organs.But then, one of his punches struck a vital spot.
The Majestic Heir Chapter 228 - A Brilliant Plan
One day earlier."I don’t have much time. I need to take Marc out—fast. But that bastard Marvel... he’s taking my crew to rob a bank tomorrow."Leah muttered under her breath, her brow furrowed deep in thought.She had returned to Duskmoor with the intention of rounding up a few of her people to help eliminate Marc. But the moment she set foot in the district, this unexpected mess hit her like a slap in the face."What the hell am I supposed to do?"She couldn’t use her best men—Marvel had already gotten to them.“Give us the weapons and help us secure the money, and half of it’s yours.”That was Marvel’s promise.Ten million dollars. That was the rumored amount sitting inside the Central Bank of Cammont.If the job went well, the Larsian people would walk away with five million. With that kind of cash, they wouldn’t have to worry about survival for years."There’s no way I can change their minds now. I have to go with them."Leah kept pacing, muttering as she pieced her plan together.
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Chapter 230 - A Tense Night
Spurt!Thick, dark blood—so dark it was nearly brown—spurted from Leah’s mouth as Mya withdrew her palms from the girl’s back. The blood was the residue of the filthy, corrupted energy clinging to her damaged organs.“Well, I can feel your pulse returning to normal. You should be feeling a lot better now.”Mya pulled a small porcelain vial from the pocket of her evening gown, uncorked it, and popped two white pills into her mouth. She swallowed them in one go. Channeling most of her inner energy into Leah had drained her physically. She needed something fast to help her recover.Leah, on the other hand, said nothing. Her eyes closed as she placed her hands together in front of her chest. She took a deep breath. Suddenly, her face tightened, and her body began to tremble. Beads of sweat poured down her skin, soaking the shirt beneath her jacket.Yes—she was circulating the internal energy she’d receive
Chapter 229 - A Little Secret
"You really think you can kill that man with just your cultivation power?"Leah had just stepped out of the courtyard, confident that everything was going according to plan, when a woman’s voice suddenly echoed in her ear.She immediately turned her gaze toward where the voice had come from—a vacant house, roughly five hundred meters ahead."A woman’s voice?" Leah muttered. "Who is she?"It wasn’t a shout, not even close. More like a whisper. But from that distance?Still frowning in confusion, she spotted a figure—faint, dressed in white, gliding gracefully forward. The woman’s dress shimmered like silk, catching the faintest hints of moonlight.It was two in the morning, and the surrounding area was dim at best. Yet somehow, the woman was already standing right in front of her."You want to kill Marvel, don’t you?""Who are you?"Leah instinctively clenched her fists, stepping
Chapter 228 - A Brilliant Plan
One day earlier."I don’t have much time. I need to take Marc out—fast. But that bastard Marvel... he’s taking my crew to rob a bank tomorrow."Leah muttered under her breath, her brow furrowed deep in thought.She had returned to Duskmoor with the intention of rounding up a few of her people to help eliminate Marc. But the moment she set foot in the district, this unexpected mess hit her like a slap in the face."What the hell am I supposed to do?"She couldn’t use her best men—Marvel had already gotten to them.“Give us the weapons and help us secure the money, and half of it’s yours.”That was Marvel’s promise.Ten million dollars. That was the rumored amount sitting inside the Central Bank of Cammont.If the job went well, the Larsian people would walk away with five million. With that kind of cash, they wouldn’t have to worry about survival for years."There’s no way I can change their minds now. I have to go with them."Leah kept pacing, muttering as she pieced her plan together.
Chapter 227 - An Old Friend
Slap!“Dignity? Don’t talk crap in front of me! You’re just a filthy woman looking for attention, that’s why you ran off to the city! You just wanted a man to satisfy your lust, didn’t you?!”Ptui!Leah lifted her bruised face and spat—blood mixed with saliva—straight at Marvel’s face, utterly disgusted by his vile rant.“You animal! Your mouth’s just as filthy as your actions! Thank the heavens I dumped you—otherwise, I might’ve died today right alongside you!”Her body was weak, but Leah’s words were sharp, laced with venom.“Hahaha! Die? Are you out of your mind? How could a tiny scratch like this kill me? No, sweetheart. I’m the one who’s going to kill you!”Bang! Bang! Bang!Marvel balled his fist again and drove it into Leah’s gut—over and over. If she weren’t a cultivator, she would’ve died from the first round of blows. Leah had to focus her inner energy on the points where his fists landed, trying to shield her internal organs.But then, one of his punches struck a vital spot.
Chapter 226 - The Retaliatory Slap
"Was I too harsh on him?"Leah sat by her bedroom window, staring at the stars overhead, her heart heavy with doubt. It wasn’t that she wanted to slap him. She just needed him to understand how deeply she hated the way he had acted.But now, ten days had passed.No word from Marvel. Not a single call. Not even a text.He hadn't even tried sneaking into her house to see her like he used to.Every time they had a fight, no matter how big or small, he was always the first to apologize.If they fought during the day, he'd show up that night with a cake—"Sorry" written in frosting.If they fought at night, she'd wake up to find a bouquet hanging outside her window, and there he'd be, waiting on his motorcycle.But this time? Nothing.Not even a hint of remorse.Leah had considered going to him first. She was still angry—hurt, really. Especially because Marvel didn’t seem the least bit sorry.
Chapter 225 - A Satisfied Heart
Leah's body was sent flying over thirty feet from the force of the punch. The pain etched across her face said everything—there was a massive gap in strength between them.Boom!She slammed into a thick tree trunk, splintering it on impact.But as a cultivator, Leah wasn’t one to stay down for long. Gritting her teeth, she struggled back to her feet, still reeling.“Hahaha! That punch won’t kill me. No matter how far you’ve come in your cultivation, it means nothing if you’re still just a bastard like you.”Her cheek throbbed with heat where Marvel had hit her, but Leah burst out laughing. She was satisfied—ecstatic, even—that she'd landed a blow to his face in return.She knew Marvel well. He took great pride in his looks. Damaging any part of his body, especially his face, felt like a personal victory. One worth celebrating."Now look at you! Just another ugly bastard no one would even glance at! Hahaha! What a pitiful excuse of a man!"Leah kept laughing, a raw, triumphant joy bubb
Chapter 224 - You're No Match for Me!
Leah staggered back several steps as Marvel’s punch landed squarely on her rib.She still managed to keep her grip on both daggers, but her chest was tightening, the blow clearly affecting her.“What? That’s it? That’s all you've got?” Marvel scoffed. “Still stuck at Level 12? You must’ve been slacking off like crazy.”His voice was laced with mockery, and the smirk on his face made it worse.They used to be cultivators of the same level. But two years ago, right after their relationship ended, Marvel had gone into seclusion to focus on his cultivation.When he returned to Duskmoor two months ago, no one knew how far he’d advanced. Still, plenty speculated that his current power had to be at least Level 15.“Shut your damn mouth, asshole! I’ll kill you!” Leah shouted, forcing herself to stand tall.But the fire in her eyes wasn’t as bright as before. Deep down, she hadn’t expected Marvel’s cultivation to leap this far.“Kill me? You really think you can?”Marvel clasped both hands beh
Chapter 223 - Don’t You Dare Try That Again
Bang! Bang! Bang!A burst of gunfire exploded from the pistol aimed directly at Marvel’s face. Leah’s expression was cold, merciless—there wasn’t a hint of sympathy or sentiment left. All she wanted now was to blow this bastard’s face apart, just like she had done to that sniper earlier.But Marvel wasn’t just any man.Just like before, when he’d dodged point-blank sniper fire, he moved again—shifting his head left and right with sharp precision, dodging the barrel of Leah’s gun. The bullets tore into the ground, missing their mark completely.“Die, you bastard! That’s what you get for messing with me! You’re gonna feel everything I felt!”Bang! Bang! Bang!Fueled by pure rage, Leah kept pulling the trigger, firing over and over, trying to hit his moving face. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t land a single shot.And by the time the magazine was empty, not a single bullet had even grazed Marvel’s skin.Marvel wasn’t about to waste the opening she’d just handed him.“Stupi
Chapter 222 - A Relationship from the Past
No one knew that Leah had once shared an intimate relationship with Marvel. The young woman had kept their connection tightly under wraps, never displaying it in public—especially not with her father Lars around. Lars harbored a deep hatred for Marvel and all the shadowy factions lurking in Duskmoor. And Leah, of course, knew better than to take that kind of risk.But everything changed two years ago.Leah had planned to surprise Marvel—only to walk in on him wrapped up in a passionate embrace with a woman who wasn’t wearing a single stitch of clothing.In that moment, Leah didn’t scream. She didn’t cry. She didn’t even say a word.But from that day forward, something in her changed. The warmth between them vanished. She never got close to him again.In fact, it seemed like that very incident was what finally pushed her to leave Duskmoor—to become Violet’s personal bodyguard instead.“You
