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The Majestic Heir Chapter 26 - The Master Healer
Click!"You've killed my soldiers and innocent people, yet you can still act so nonchalant," Darla's voice seethed with anger as she disengaged the safety on her weapon, pointing it at the back of Marc’s head. Behind the gas mask covering her face, Darla's expression burned with rage. "Daring to endanger innocent lives—you all deserve to die!""My lady…" Bachary, her butler, hesitated, stepping forward to stop her. He wanted to remind her that, no matter how grave their crimes were, these people deserved a trial. An immediate execution would violate the law.However, before Bachary could finish, Darla raised her hand, signaling him to halt."You still have the nerve to act arrogant, ignoring our presence," she continued, her steps slow and deliberate as she moved toward Marc, finger poised on the trigger. Marc’s back remained turned to Darla and her team, a gesture she read as blatant disrespect. "Let’s see if your arrogance can save your head from my bullet.""Lady Darla, please allo
The Majestic Heir Chapter 27 - The Evidence
“What about the healer?” Darla mumbled, her brow furrowed, her expression laced with panic. Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible. She was reminded that the reason she joined the Bravo team on this mission was to ensure the healer's safety—something her anger toward Marc had momentarily made her forget.“Yes, I must find the healer,” she thought to herself. She knew there was no one better to ask about the healer's whereabouts than Marc. Yet, she refused to approach him. Her hatred for the young man ran far deeper than she was willing to admit.Just as Darla was about to take another step, her phone rang.“Hello, Mom…”“Darla, I have such wonderful news! A master healer from Eastcliff has just arrived at our estate!”“Mom, I’ll be home immediately.”As she ended the call, Darla’s previously dim eyes lit up with excitement. The thick fog of gloom that had clouded her face disappeared, replaced by a wide smile. “A master healer from Eastcliff? He must be able to cure my father!”
The Majestic Heir Chapter 28 - Second Appointment
“Mr. Belmont, are you sure about your plan?” Newell couldn’t hide the surprise on his face when Marc mentioned that he wanted to make massive improvements to the village of Greencliff.“Of course, Mr. Brown.” Unlike the expression on the mayor’s face, Marc nodded slowly and flashed a wide smile. “I want to rebuild this village.”Marc thought it would be wonderful if this village could come back to life, just like it was ten years ago before the goblins caused chaos.“But, Mr. Belmont…” Newell took a deep breath before continuing. Since there was no one else in the lobby at the moment, he felt he could express his thoughts to Marc more openly. “The property prices in Greencliff have dropped drastically in recent years, but rebuilding the entire village… that would cost a lot of money.”Rebuilding Greencliff would consume a significant portion of the city's budget. And seeing the state of the city, Newell wasn’t sure it would be profitable from an investment standpoint. “Even if we spen
The Majestic Heir Chapter 29 - The Guest
One hour earlier.“Is this true, what I just heard?” Keith’s face lit up with a radiant smile, the joy clear in his eyes as he heard that the master healer would be coming to his house today as scheduled. “This feels like a dream come true!”“This is such a great blessing that Master Tilcott is willing to come to our place,” Wilma, who had overheard her husband's conversation on the phone, couldn’t hide her happiness either. “Our daughter will be healed, Keith,” she said, hugging her husband tightly.Although the Felix family was no ordinary family in Cammont, Keith still realized that they couldn't compare to the likes of the Richmonds or the Quentins. While those who made appointments with Helma came from not just this town but from several important figures in the province and even the royal capital, it was clear that Helma’s services were sought by those in power.Aware of his own status, Keith had never considered asking Helma for help. However, seeing his daughter’s condition co
The Majestic Heir Chapter 30 - The Young Singer
"Come in, please." Keith forced a smile onto his face as he welcomed Marc into his house. Despite this, his mind was seething with anger. "Damn it! This brat is such a master con artist!"Just yesterday, Keith hadn’t cared much when the three wives of the shop owners said that Marc was a skilled con man. To him, no con artist or criminal could do anything in front of him. They would all kneel before him soon enough.But today, he had to suppress his anger even further when he saw Marc coming to his house. To Keith, it seemed like the young man was challenging him. And what enraged him even more, this damn brat didn’t come alone but brought a powerful figure with him. "If it weren’t for Mr. Robins being here, I would’ve beaten this bastard into the ground!""After deceiving Mr. Wellington and Mr. Skiyd, now he’s managed to con a butler from the Quentin family," Keith thought again, glaring at Marc out of the corner of his eye with anger and disgust that he tried to hide. "I can't let m
The Majestic Heir Chapter 31 - The Giant Rambutan
“Don’t worry, my dear,” Wilma thought to herself, unable to hide the sadness etched across her face. She knew how much singing had been her daughter’s dream since childhood, and she couldn’t bear to let her lose that dream. “Master Tilcott will surely heal you soon.”As her heart filled with thoughts of hope and prayer, Marc’s voice, though soft, cut through her thoughts like an unwelcome guest. “Have you ever eaten a giant rambutan before?”“About this big.” Locking eyes with Rose, Marc raised his hand as though holding a spherical object slightly larger than a tennis ball. “Yeah, about the size of a soccer ball… Have you ever tried one?”While Rose furrowed her brows in confusion, Wilma could no longer suppress her anger. “You! What nonsense are you spouting?” Her tear-stained eyes widened menacingly, filled with fury.Wilma had never shown this side of herself in front of her daughter, but Marc’s absurd behavior pushed her over the edge. “Get out of here before I truly lose my pati
The Majestic Heir Chapter 32 - Realization
“M-Mom...”Keith’s fist hung in the air as his ears caught that voice again—the voice he had longed to hear for the past year. “Sweetheart...” Turning around, Keith saw Rose smiling at him. “D-Dad...”“You... you...” Rose struggled to form her words, her gaze fixed on Marc as he approached her.“Don’t try to speak just yet. You need plenty of rest.” Marc shook his head gently, smiling at the girl.“Since you said you consumed a giant rambutan, as I suspected, let me explain a little about this fruit,” Marc continued. Unlike ordinary rambutans, which are usually the size of a ping-pong ball, giant rambutans are much larger and exceptionally delicious—the most flavorful of all rambutan varieties. Despite their size, the fruit’s flesh is tender, with an unusually small seed.“Among all rambutan types, this one might seem the most tempting. But no one should eat it.” Marc’s tone turned serious, fully aware of the hidden dangers inside the fruit.Beneath the succulent flesh of the giant ra
The Majestic Heir Chapter 33 - The Inn
"Hey, hurry up! If you move this slowly, how can you help your boss make any money?" A woman in her forties, dressed in a formal work uniform, sneered as she fanned herself with a folding fan."I can’t understand how this inn even hired someone as slow as this." A girl in her twenties standing beside her shot a look of disgust, echoing the same complaint. "Mom, why do we even have to stay in this village? Shouldn’t we just go back home?"Not far ahead of them, Marc—wearing a crisp white shirt and black trousers that made him look not only handsome but also professional—was struggling to carry three oversized suitcases while leading the way to their requested room on the fourth floor. Yet, he maintained a polite smile. "We’ll be there soon, ma’am."Three days ago, at Marc’s request, the mayor had promptly contacted several parties, both governmental and private, to expedite the rebuilding of the village. Most visitors came only for initial surveys before leaving.But today, these two w
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Chapter 183 - The Engagement Night (Part 2)
"Oh, come on! This whole event is so ridiculously stiff and formal!"From the parking lot in the distance, Wangyal stood beside the limo, shaking his head as he gazed toward the grand manor's entrance."I made the right decision running away from my family, Marc. Nobility is just too full of tedious and complicated formalities! Just look at that mess!"Marc leaned against the limo next to him, arms crossed. Hearing Wangyal’s exaggerated complaints, he had to press his lips together tightly to keep from bursting into laughter.Wangyal, the legendary driver from Asheville, was once again launching into one of his bombastic tales—this time about his noble lineage. He claimed he was born into an aristocratic family but had chosen to forsake his title in pursuit of the free-spirited life he truly desired.Anyone hearing him speak and watching his earnest expression would be convinced he was telling the truth.But Marc knew better. He knew for a fact it was all nonsense. Still, he kept a st
Chapter 182 - The Engagement Night (Part 1)
"You... aren't you..."Harper blinked rapidly. The driver in front of her was clearly not one of the usual chauffeurs from the Everstone Manor.Yet, why did he seem so familiar?"Have we met before?"The man turned his head slightly, giving her a clearer view of his face."Of course, Miss Winslow. We meet again. By the way, do you remember who brought you home last time?"With that, he turned back around and slid the small partition window shut, separating the driver’s seat from the passenger area."Ah, so it's you!"Harper’s eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape.She remembered now. This was the same driver who had taken her back from Asheville.It was Wangyal!She had no idea how he had ended up as her driver tonight, but strangely, she felt relieved.This man had left a good impression on her—kind and trustworthy. His presence alone eased some of the anxiety weighing on her heart.More than that, he suddenly reminded her of someone—an old, wise figure who had influenced her deeply
Chapter 181 - The Escort
Stepping out of the room, each step Harper took felt heavier and heavier.Because this was such a special night, Margaret had insisted that her daughter get ready at their other residence instead of her own. But even so, it did nothing to ease the unease in her heart.As she entered the elevator, her heartbeat pounded harder against her chest. The resistance she had been suppressing inside her threatened to rise to the surface. For the first time in her life, Harper found herself in a situation she absolutely did not want to be in.Ding!The elevator doors slid open as she reached the first floor.As Harper stepped out, every eye in the room turned to her. The maids, the bodyguards—none of them could look away. Not a single one could even blink."My God… Is this the true beauty of Miss Winslow?" they thought, unable to utter a word, their gazes locked onto her."Lord Nicholas is truly fortunate to have an angel like her.""You look stunning tonight, sweetie."Edward, Harper’s father,
Chapter 180 - The Final Preparations
"Miss Winslow, you look absolutely stunning!"The maid helping Harper into her white gown couldn't hold back her admiration. Known as one of the most beautiful women in Walenstein, Harper always looked good in anything she wore. But tonight, with an evening dress specially designed for this occasion, she truly looked like a goddess."Seriously, Miss, even as a woman, I think I might be falling for you!"Another maid, who was in the middle of applying Harper’s makeup, also voiced her amazement.It wasn’t just them. Every maid in the room who laid eyes on Harper felt as if they were seeing someone otherworldly—far more breathtaking than any ordinary human."Lord Nicholas won’t be able to take his eyes off you, not even for a second!"They continued to shower Harper with praise, occasionally mentioning Nicholas as well. But they weren’t just saying these things to flatter her—they were genuinely delighted about the engagement that was about to take place.Yet, as if no one noticed, Harpe
Chapter 179 - Nicholas' Confidence
Meanwhile, at the Everstone Manor."Hey, why are you so slow? Hurry up and check if all the lights have been set up along the pathway! We can't have tonight's event looking dull just because you weren’t paying attention."A young butler, one of the senior attendants of the manor, was overseeing the workers who had been busy decorating the estate for the past two days.The garden had been meticulously arranged to appear more stunning; lights were installed along the path leading from the main gate to the manor, and every piece of furniture inside was inspected—many of which had been replaced. Even some of the wall colors had been subtly adjusted."Hey, you! Why are you putting that table there? Move it now! It can’t be blocking the guests!"Not only was he supervising the preparations outside, but the young butler was also closely monitoring the work being done inside the manor.Before long, the unmistakable sound of a Huracan's engine echoed from the front yard. A young man stepped ou
Chapter 178 - Harper's Request
"Entering Godfrey's private chambers? How exactly am I supposed to do that?"Marc kept replaying the question in his mind as he maneuvered the Huracán STJ through the military facility’s gates and out onto the open road.Earlier, Ulrich had only asked him to access a master file—a record containing all financial and other essential details regarding the earl’s family.Marc had never met the earl before, let alone set foot in his estate. Given the circumstances, the best approach seemed to be infiltration.“Well, at least I have the ring,” he muttered under his breath. The ring that rendered him invisible—that was the solution.The coupe continued down the road for several minutes before Marc noticed the girl sitting beside him. Harper had been staring blankly ahead, lost in thought, ever since they had left the military compound."Are you alright?" Marc asked, glancing at her briefly.Though she hadn’t said a word about it, her expression made it clear that something was weighing on h
Chapter 177 - A Secure Means of Communication
"No, there's no need to worry too much. It's not as terrifying as you think."Ulrich kept pushing, his lips curled into a smile as he shook his head. There was something about Marc's demeanor that intrigued him."Besides, I don't see anyone in the entire Walenstein Province more deserving of this than you. So please, accept it as a token of our friendship," the lord urged.This was no ordinary token. It was something tied directly to his own life, and Ulrich couldn’t entrust it to just anyone. Choosing Marc had not been a decision made lightly."I insist."Seeing the sincerity in the lord’s eyes, Marc felt he had no choice but to yield."Alright," he said, slipping the token into his pocket. "In that case, I’ll be going now. I’ll contact you again tomorrow."Marc had just turned to leave when Ulrich’s voice stopped him once more."Oh, one more thing, Marc."The lord opened a drawer and took out a black cell phone. It looked old and ugly, a relic of a bygone era. He handed it to Marc.
Chapter 176 - A Plan
"So that's your goal?"Marc finally understood why Ulrich had stopped him from ending Lord Castellan’s life—even though his father, now a goblin, was beyond saving."You’re trying to buy time before Godfrey realizes everything, aren’t you?""Yes." Ulrich nodded.The young lord didn’t want unnecessary chaos in Wyndham over his father’s death, which could draw the earl’s attention. That was why he had kept the nature of his father’s affliction a secret. Likewise, he had yet to announce Preston’s death."Unfortunately, I’m not a cultivator," Ulrich said, his voice laced with regret. Fate had played a cruel trick on him—born the son of a marquis with immense cultivation power, yet inheriting none of it himself.Being a non-cultivator in his position made him vulnerable. It would be all too easy for the earl or Ulrich’s enemies to eliminate him. That meant he had to rely entirely on his intelligence to survive."I know Godfrey will figure it out sooner or later. But until that happens, the
Chapter 175 - A Greater Scheme
"In Wyndham, the party responsible for bringing in these goblins is..."Satisfied with all the information he had gathered regarding the goblins' presence in Cammont, Marc tapped the screen, shifting his focus to the details about the city he was currently in."Preston..." Marc muttered. "Hmm, that makes perfect sense. But... what?"His eyes widened in disbelief at what he was seeing."That old man is a member of Dark Star? That bastard! No wonder he ordered that ninja to commit such a heinous act against Abbot Tenzin."Yes, the name on the screen revealed that the Baron of Wyndham, Alistair Everstone, was undeniably linked to this cruel and twisted sect. Marc had suspected from the start that the old man was devious, but he had never expected him to be involved in such a vast network."You're right." Ulrich's voice came from behind him once again. "In other words, if we eliminate these Dark Star members from every city—even from all o