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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
The Majestic Heir Chapter 41 - Poisoning
"What do you mean? Tell me, my husband can still be saved, right?" The baroness's face betrayed an uncharacteristic worry. For years, she had maintained an unwavering composure in every situation, but now her voice quivered with desperation.“I apologize, my lady. Of course, Lord Quentin can still be saved.” Realizing the alarm his expression had caused, Marc softened his tone and demeanor.After saying this, Marc withdrew both hands from Thomas's face. At that moment, the baron’s body, which had been sitting upright, suddenly slumped back into the chair. His complexion, while still pale, looked less deathly than before, and his eyes were now closed again."We should move Lord Quentin back to his room," Marc suggested. Shortly after, two bodyguards arrived with a stretcher covered in a thick mattress and carefully transported the baron to his bedroom."Mr. Belmont, if I may ask, what exactly happened to Lord Quentin?" Outside Thomas’s room, Joshua couldn’t contain his curiosity any lo
The Majestic Heir Chapter 42 - Yarsagumba
"I'm afraid we’ll need a stronger remedy. I’m sorry." Exhaling deeply, Marc had already anticipated this. He knew the parasites from the rare dragon fruit could grow dangerously powerful, especially after spending several days in their host's body."If only Lord Quentin could have been treated sooner, this remedy might have still worked," he thought, placing the glass back onto the tray.The room instantly fell silent. Marc's words struck like thunder—deafening and piercing straight into their hearts. Without a single word spoken, the worry and sorrow on everyone’s faces were unmistakable. As if the heavy clouds had yet to part from the Quentin manor, they could only muster patience, waiting for the outcome they so desperately desired.After a month of uncertainty about what had befallen the Baron, Marc’s arrival had seemed like a godsend—a ray of hope in their otherwise grim situation. Yet, who could have guessed that the Baron’s ailment was far worse than anyone had imagined? At thi
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Chapter 252 - A Parting Gift
Even though Tedd's voice dripped with hatred, there was a sadness in his eyes he couldn't hide.It was hard to tell if he truly hated Leah... or if he and the rest of the Larsian crew were just using her as a scapegoat for their own frustrations.Leah was, after all, the daughter of their leader.If she couldn’t take responsibility, who else was there to blame?At least, that’s what they kept telling themselves.Leah didn’t say a word.She just stood there, silent.And without meaning to, two tears slowly slid down her cheeks.She hadn’t been lying when she said Larsian was like family to her.So hearing those words—hearing them say they were disappointed in her, that they didn’t want to see her again—hurt more than anything she could’ve imagined."I... I don’t know how to make it right," Leah rasped, her voice thick with unshed tears. "But I really am sorry."She blinked rapidly, trying to keep herself from falling apart right there in front of them. She didn’t want them thinking she
Chapter 251 - A Not-So-Warm Welcome
An hour later, the van Leah was driving rolled through the gates of Duskmoor District.She kept the wheel steady, navigating the van through the deserted streets until she pulled up in front of a run-down building — the headquarters of the Larsian crew.Turning the wheel sharply, she guided the van down into the underground parking lot.Clack!The sound of the van door echoed through the dim garage as Leah hopped out and slammed it shut behind her.A wide grin lit up her face when she spotted the Larsians standing by the entrance — Tedd front and center, acting as the temporary leader while her father, Lars, recovered from his illness.At first, Leah thought they were there to welcome her back.But it didn’t take long for her to realize... something was off.None of them smiled.Instead, they stood stiffly, arms crossed, their faces twisted into scowls. The coldness in their eyes hit her like a slap."You happy now? Huh?" Tedd's voice was icy as he glared at her. "Happy that the missi
Chapter 250 - Between Two Choices
"Well, looks like you’re better than I thought, Mya."Leah, the bank officer inside the second armored van, muttered to herself as she watched the line of police cars and the Benz drive off, leaving her behind.Last night, before Mya set off, she had whispered something in Leah’s ear."Give me the phone number of one of the officers on duty. Make sure it’s someone with a rank. Then just watch—I’ll make everything a whole lot easier for you.""Alright."Leah nodded. It wasn’t hard for her. As a bodyguard, she had plenty of connections among officers and military personnel across Cammont Province. All she had to do was pick someone she thought would be the easiest to sway.After scrolling through her contacts for a moment, she handed Mya a number.And just before the first armored van left the Cammont Bank earlier, Mya had called that number—and she got through."Listen to me carefully..."Mya’s voice poured through the line, firm and commanding."If anyone stops you and asks about me—a
Chapter 249 - Who Gave the Order?
"Listen carefully. Just move the money. Leave the documents and everything else alone."A strange whisper echoed louder and louder inside the two officers’ heads. It was almost like something was trying to control them. Without a second thought, the officer behind the wheel pulled their car over, parking right behind the armored van they'd been seeing. He flicked on the hazard lights, signaling the three cars behind them to stop, too.The convoy obediently pulled over. But the bank manager from Walenstein wasted no time jumping out of his sleek Benz, his face tight with suspicion."What's going on? Why the sudden stop? Why are you halting us like this?"According to the plan, they were supposed to drive straight to the capital without stopping. No vehicle swaps, no changes. The manager's unease grew as he eyed the situation."Sir, apologies," one of the officers said stiffly, pointing at the armored van ahead. "But there's been a change of plans. We need to transfer the money into tha
Chapter 248 - Where Will the Money Be Taken?
[Good.][Don’t worry. I won’t let you down.][Get ready and wait at the next pickup point.]Three quick messages popped up on Leah’s phone. After reading them, she grabbed her handbag and headed straight to the restaurant's restroom.Zrrrip!She yanked open the zipper on her bag and pulled out a light blue uniform—standard issue for employees of the Walenstein Bank. Next came a reddish-brown wig and a realistic-looking skin mask.First, Leah changed into the uniform, stuffing her formal outfit into the bag. She slipped on the wig, carefully tucking away her natural black hair underneath.Finally, with quick, practiced movements, she pressed the mask over her face. The transformation was seamless—like she’d done it a hundred times before.In less than five minutes, Leah’s appearance was completely different.She topped off the look with a simple cap, then tucked a pistol into the waistband of her skirt.When she stepped out of the restroom five minutes later, anyone would’ve sworn she
Chapter 247 - Sabotaging the Heist
Mya and Leah hurried down the darkened street, their steps quick and determined.At first, they’d been terrified at the thought of facing Grizelda again after the goblin leader's chilling threats. But now, there was something else driving them — something stronger.Excitement."Please let this work," Mya prayed silently, her eyes locked forward, cutting through the thick night air."Because if it doesn't... I’ll never forgive myself."She cast a quick glance at Leah, the younger woman keeping pace beside her — five years her junior and yet already making life-altering decisions with reckless bravery.Leah had chosen her path: she would disappear from Violet’s life for good, cut all ties, and chase the freedom that Mya offered."If I fail her... if I fail us... I'll never be able to live with myself."Mya’s gaze lingered on Leah, feeling the weight of the trust the girl had placed in her. Leah had left behind the security and comfort of her old life, choosing instead the uncertainty of
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
