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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
The Majestic Heir Chapter 34 - Third Appointment
Sigh!Taking a deep breath, Bachary bowed deeply to Marc once again. “From now on, I’m ready to do whatever you command.”Marc merely smiled without saying a word. After he closed the door, the Bentayga drove off shortly after.“Mr. Belmont, where are we headed today?” Though Bachary’s face appeared calmer, his heart still harbored some worry that Marc hadn’t fully forgiven him.“Pinewood District. This looks like a mountainous area, doesn’t it?” Marc showed the name on his old phone to the butler.“You’re right. It’s about two hours from here.” Noticing from the corner of his eye that Marc didn’t seem to take his earlier threat to heart, a sense of relief and calm began to fill the butler’s chest. “I swear I’ll never do anything foolish like that again,” he vowed silently.In truth, what Bachary did today went against his duties as a butler. He was tasked with guarding Darla twenty-four hours a day unless the young lady permitted him to leave.For the past three days, Darla had order
The Majestic Heir Chapter 35 - His True Motive
The scream was so loud it echoed throughout the entire complex. Following the sound, Bachary unintentionally stumbled upon Marc’s location.“Mr. Belmont, what’s going on?” asked the butler, his face slightly panicked.“Nothing serious.” Shaking his head, Marc’s face remained calm, as if unconcerned about the old man’s cries of pain. “I’m just giving him a special treatment. He’ll be fine in a moment.”Bachary let out a sigh of relief upon hearing the explanation. However, when his gaze fell on the old man’s face, his expression abruptly changed. Shock was now clearly etched on his features. “Oh my! Are you…?”Before Bachary could utter another word, the old man, still writhing in pain, shook his head—a silent signal for the butler to stay quiet.“My apologies,” said Bachary, bowing his head.“You insolent brat, Marc! Are you trying to kill me?” The old man shot an annoyed glare at Marc after the young man finally lifted his index finger from the back of his neck, about a minute later.
The Majestic Heir Chapter 36 - Like A Walking Dead
"Mom, are you sure this man can be trusted?" Without taking her eyes off a chubby man dressed in a traditional all-black robe, Darla’s brows furrowed deeply. "He doesn’t look convincing at all."Ahead of her, in the central hall of the Quentin manor, the chubby man sat at the long table opposite Thomas. Various dishes, ranging from lamb to free-range chicken, were spread across the table."My lord, this food is absolutely delicious," he said, his mouth full as he chewed noisily and occasionally spoke to the manor’s owner in front of him. "If you keep eating like this every day, you'll recover in no time."Thomas, however, did not eat a single bite. Opposite the chubby man, he sat stiffly, his empty gaze fixed ahead. He did not move a single muscle, nor did he blink, even though his eyes remained wide open. His ghostly pale face and chapped lips deepened the pity of anyone who saw him.Since waking from a coma three days ago, the only thing the Baron had done was open his eyes. Forget
The Majestic Heir Chapter 37 - Grave Insult
As everyone remained stunned by the shocking state of the baron, a loud voice broke through their thoughts, adding to their confusion. "Who is he?"Their curiosity was soon answered when a young man in a blue t-shirt stood beside Thomas and casually placed his hand on the baron’s shoulder."Marc! What is he doing here?" Darla’s face hardened as her gaze locked onto the young man. "Who brought this fraud here?" She was about to act immediately when she noticed the butler arriving by Marc’s side shortly after."Bachary?” She hissed, her hands clenched in frustration. The question was clearly answered, it was the butler who had brought the young man to the manor. “What have you done?""Young man, I don’t care who you are or what your purpose is in coming to this manor. But if you have even a shred of respect left, remove your hand from His Lordship’s shoulder right now!" Joshua’s tone was stern, though his words remained polite despite his clear frustration at Marc’s audacity."Mr. Carbe
The Majestic Heir Chapter 38 - Prove It!
“You insolent fool! You don’t deserve a shred of pity! Don’t call me Pedro if I don’t smash your face!” Swinging his palm toward Marc’s face, the plump man’s eyes burned with a mixture of fury and murderous intent.Unlike Annette and everyone else, who refrained from rash actions due to their adherence to noble etiquette, Pedro was under no obligation to follow any rules when it came to teaching this insolent youth a lesson. However, before his palm could land on Marc’s cheek, a firm grip stopped his wrist mid-air.“A pig like you wants to hit me? How naive! I could even beat you with one hand!” Marc’s lips curled into a mocking smirk, his expression fierce and intimidating.“You insolent brat!” Pedro bellowed, his frustration boiling over. “I’ll kill you! I swear I’ll kill you!”This time, the obese man used his other hand to strike Marc. But, just like before, Marc effortlessly caught it, his grip still holding Pedro’s first hand.“You scoundrel! Let go of my hands!” Pedro yelled, u
The Majestic Heir Chapter 39 - The Truth
“Marc, how dare you attack Mr. Cumming!” Joshua could no longer stay silent. Pedro was a guest in the Quentin manor, and protecting him was the old man’s responsibility.“Mr. Carbey, he’s a fraud. He didn’t use any treatment on Lord Quentin. He used a spell.”When Marc had seen Pedro whispering into Thomas’s ear earlier, he also noticed the obese man’s hands hidden beneath his robe, making subtle gestures. “The movements are identical to those of the Taoist priest I defeated at the mayor’s residence,” Marc thought, recalling the encounter. Marc could have exposed Pedro’s trick right then but chose to wait to confirm that the same spell was being used on the baron.When Marc noticed Pedro whispering for the second time to the baron, he was certain the obese man was using the same spell the priest had used to control the small goblins.“If you don’t believe me, I can prove it to you.”Joshua waved his hand dismissively. “Enough of your nonsense! We’ve heard enough. You’ve insulted His L
The Majestic Heir Chapter 40 - Too Late
"I will do everything I can, my lady," Marc said with a polite nod before turning back to Thomas, who remained seated in his chair. "Lord Quentin should fall back asleep shortly," he added.Marc assumed that Thomas had opened his eyes due to the influence of the spell Pedro had cast on him. Naturally, the baron should have closed his eyes again now that Marc had neutralized the chubby man. But two minutes passed, and Thomas's eyes remained open—unblinking and fixed—exactly as they had been before, as though nothing had changed, even after Pedro was subdued."This is strange…" Marc muttered under his breath, his gaze scanning the baron's face and body for any signs of change."Marc, what do you mean?" Annette's voice betrayed a rare note of panic and unease, emotions she hadn't shown even when speaking to Pedro. Though she didn’t openly admit it, her tone made it clear how much she trusted the young man. "What’s happening to my husband?"Marc didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he app
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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
