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The Majestic Heir Chapter 49 - Dinner
“What exactly is inside this little box?” Marc murmured to himself, clutching the velvet-lined, deep maroon box that resembled a ring case. It was seven in the evening as he walked past the front gate, replaying Annette’s words in his head.“Even though it looks fragile, this box is incredibly sturdy. We’ve never been able to open it, no matter how hard we’ve tried.”Still gazing at the small box, Marc didn’t realize he had already reached the lobby door. As he stepped inside, Leonie and Sasha were sitting on the sofa, engrossed in their phones.This time, however, Marc noticed something different about their appearance compared to the last two days. Sasha was wearing a sleeveless maroon evening gown that fell just above her knees, while Leonie wore an elegant black dress. Their attire made them look not only stunning but also like sisters.“You both look amazing tonight. Are you heading out for dinner?” Marc greeted them, quickly tucking the tiny box into his shirt pocket.“Oh, Marc!
The Majestic Heir Chapter 50 - The Gentlemen
Twenty minutes before they arrived at this restaurant."Erick, what the hell is this? Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?" A man in his mid-thirties, wearing a black suit with a bright yellow tie, slammed one hand on the table on the eighth floor of The Atrium. His other hand pointed accusingly at a bald man, the same age as him, who kept his head bowed. "Do you have any idea how much I've lost because of your incompetence?""Mr. Moore, please forgive me." Erick lifted his face slightly. "I-I honestly didn’t know the mayor would send a task force to arrest Mr. Egerton," he stammered.As the son of Cammont’s head of security, Erick Keating was a mid-ranking officer in the city’s police force, someone who should have played a major role in cleaning up the city of its criminal elements. However, instead of upholding justice, he used his position to cozy up to gang leaders, offering his services to protect them from the police.Chesley was one of those who had employed Erick’s se
The Majestic Heir Chapter 51 - The Agreement
"No! This doesn’t look right! I can’t just accept terms like this!" Leonie shook her head vehemently as she read the contents of the letter on the table.Randolph owed Ezra ten million dollars. If the first party failed to repay the debt by the due date, he would hand over his wife to the second party until the debt was settled. And, to make matters worse, the letter was signed by the head of the Cammont Department of Security, which meant it couldn’t possibly be fake.Unbelievable!"Mrs. Griffin, do you think this is my doing? I also don’t understand why your husband used you as collateral. But if there’s someone to blame, it’s your husband," Ezra said, feigning an uncomfortable expression, though in his heart, he was grinning ear to ear."Mr. Moore, please understand my situation." Leonie pleaded softly, her voice low and her face half-desperate. "Randolph and I are about to get divorced, so I don’t want to get involved in his affairs or responsibilities."Exhaling deeply, Ezra gave
The Majestic Heir Chapter 52 - Authority
"Mom, are you okay?" Sasha hugged Leonie, who was sitting on the floor, still looking dazed and unable to believe what had just happened."Y-yes... Yes.""Thank goodness. Everything is safe now. I brought security officers with me."Behind Sasha, two security officers scratched their heads, staring at the ten bulky bodyguards sprawled unconscious on the floor."Who is this young man?" they wondered, glancing at Marc. "His fighting skills are terrifying!"These two security officers were certified martial artists. In combat—whether armed or unarmed—their abilities were unquestionable. However, witnessing the speed and explosive force of Marc's punches earlier left them both holding their breath. Even a martial arts master might not be able to execute such precise and devastating movements."Sasha, take care of your mom for now. I'll handle this." Marc said firmly before opening the door to a room and stepping inside."M-Marc..." Sasha raised her hand, intending to stop him. Yet, for so
The Majestic Heir Chapter 53 - Justice
“This scoundrel, Dad, this is the one I told you about.” Pushing his way through the crowd with hurried steps, Erick pointed his index finger at Marc while looking at his father. “Not only has this guy attacked innocent people, but he’s also been brazenly disrespectful and violated the law by meddling in Mr. Moore’s affairs.”With a disgusted expression, Erick kept pointing at Marc, passionately defending Ezra. Of course, he was doing this to make it clear to the businessman that his father’s arrival tonight was all thanks to him.“Mr. Moore, what do you think? I’ve never let you down, have I?” Erick whispered in Ezra’s ear as he approached him. “With my dad here now, there’s nothing to worry about anymore.”“Deal with this scum and make him rot in prison! I’ll pay you whatever you want!” Ezra, his eyes blazing with fury, could no longer tolerate someone like Marc walking free without facing consequences.“Thank you, Mr. Moore.” Erick’s eyes gleamed with delight. Since the businessman
The Majestic Heir Chapter 54 - Witnesses and Evidence
Leonie stood silently, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She had nothing left to say, as though her world had crumbled and swallowed her whole. Against these powerful figures, what could an ordinary woman like her possibly do?"Kid, don't tell me you're still not satisfied after all these people have testified against you!" Eric's sharp gaze bore into Marc as he pointed his index finger at him. "Right now, all the witnesses and evidence are stacked heavily against you. If you refuse to cooperate, I won’t hesitate to push for a life sentence!"Eric's stern and resolute expression drew admiration from the crowd that had gathered."Mr. Keating truly is remarkable. He has the ability to uncover even the most hidden truths!" thought the onlookers. They nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with awe and respect as they watched the officer."I almost mistook that young man for a hero—if not for Mr. Keating revealing his true face as a criminal. This city is truly fortunate to have a cl
The Majestic Heir Chapter 55 - A Proud Officer
"Hahaha! What are you doing? Calling your parents to solve your problem? But why don’t I see you as someone from a wealthy family background?"Hearing Marc call for help, Erick burst into laughter. His face, which had been red with anger moments ago, now turned red from laughing so hard."Funny! So hilarious! This is the first time I’ve seen someone cornered call for help that’s utterly useless!"Not only Erick, but Ezra and everyone else present couldn’t hold back their laughter either. To them, rather than doing something serious, what Marc did looked like a complete joke.The atmosphere at the back of the eighth floor of The Atrium was filled with laughter when, suddenly, a firm voice rang out from behind them."Make way! Clear the path for Mr. Mayor!"The laughter ceased immediately at the sound of the voice. When they turned around, they saw a tall, muscular bodyguard escorting a man in his late forties. The moment the crowd’s eyes fell on the latter figure, they instinctively ma
The Majestic Heir Chapter 56 - The Document
"Forgive me, Mr. Belmont, but what do you mean?" Newell furrowed his brows, his face showing a questioning expression as he glanced at Winfield and his men before returning his gaze to Marc. "Have they done something to offend you?"Although Newell held immense respect for Marc, it wasn’t merely because the young man had once helped him. Deep in his heart, the mayor recognized that, much like Helma, Marc genuinely cared about others and never acted solely for his own benefit. If the young man said something, it was bound to be serious and required resolution."You..." Winfield stared sharply at Marc, his jaw clenching as he trembled with barely-contained anger. The youth before him had brazenly labeled him and his son as troublemakers and had dragged the mayor into the issue. Even so, Winfield restrained himself from speaking or acting further, out of deference to Newell."They haven’t bothered me in the slightest, nor have they tried to cause any trouble." Marc shook his head."Then?
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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
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.<
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
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
Chapter 220 - Attack from the Shadows
Thup! Thup!A pair of muffled shots rang out as two bullets silently left the barrel of a sniper rifle. Even someone standing within twenty meters wouldn’t have heard a thing.Marvel, walking calmly across the open ground, was still fifty meters away from the brush. He shouldn't have been able to hear those shots—just like the subordinates of his who’d already ended up dead.And yet, out of nowhere, the man suddenly raised both arms the exact moment the shots were fired.Tap! Tap!With lightning speed, he swatted the two bullets away before they could lodge in his chest, deflecting them in random directions.“All you know is how to sneak around and take potshots, huh?” he growled, eyes narrowing toward a specific spot beyond the shrubs. He'd already figured out where the shots were coming from.“You’re not getting away. You’re going to pay for what you did.”Thup! Thup!As Marvel spoke, two more bullets whizzed toward him—this time aimed at his head and neck.But just as the sniper pu
