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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 158 - The Fifth Appointment
"So this is why Helma didn’t mention the patient’s name?"The first rays of sunlight had begun to rise from the east, casting a glow on his face as Marc opened his eyes and glanced at the patient list on his phone.Marquis of Walenstein. That was all that was written on the fifth line of his list.On one hand, it meant he didn’t need to travel to the provincial capital since the patient was already nearby. But on the other, the way Helma had listed the patient’s name seemed a bit suspicious.The four previous patients had been recorded with full names, including their status and addresses. So why wasn’t the fifth one?Marc got up from the sofa on the balcony, where he had spent the night sleeping. Stretching his arms with his eyes still half-closed, he let out a satisfied sigh, as if to say that this wasn’t something worth worrying about.But in reality, it was far from trivial."I’m certain P
Chapter 157 - No Peeking?
"Please get some rest, Mr. Belmont. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."One of Preston’s subordinates led Marc and Harper to one of the rooms on the fifth floor—the highest level of the building. Naturally, he didn’t bother assigning them separate rooms, assuming they were a couple."Thank you."Marc gave a slight smile before closing the door. The room, roughly five square meters in size, contained a double bed, a sofa and table, and a bathroom.Noticing Harper sitting silently on the sofa, Marc walked over. "You haven’t said a word for a while. Is something wrong?"Harper slowly lifted her head, her large, expressive eyes locking onto him. "So, you weren’t lying when you said you were a healer, were you?""Of course not. I’ve never lied to you," Marc replied, puzzled by her fixation on his identity."Then why didn’t you tell me from the start?" Harper’s expression was a strange mix of
Chapter 156 - A Deliberately Delayed Answer
Marc didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he continued observing the patient’s face and body. It was fortunate that the man referred to as “His Lordship” was standing and facing him, allowing Marc to examine his condition more closely.Hmm… He looks calm, but he’s actually aggressive, isn’t he? Marc mused, nodding to himself. The symptoms the patient displayed were something he recognized all too well. Yeah, there’s no doubt about it. That’s exactly what it is.“Mr. Belmont, please,” Preston lowered his head once again, pleading with Marc.Marc turned his gaze toward the major general. “Before I treat him, may I know who he is?”Preston hesitated, clearly uneasy. He didn’t want to reveal the lord’s identity, but it seemed he had no other choice.“I hope you’ll keep this confidential. Can I trust you with that?”Until now, Preston hadn&
Chapter 155 - A Sleepwalker?
"Mr. Belmont, do you see something?"With a furrowed brow and eyes widened in disbelief, Preston couldn't hide the shock on his face. There was a reason why the room before them had been left in complete darkness.But that wasn’t what surprised him the most.No one had ever been able to see anything inside that room under such conditions. Not even him—a level 55 cultivator—was an exception.Yet, this young man, who claimed to be a disciple of Master Tilcott, had accurately deduced that someone was inside. And even more astonishingly, he could tell that the person in question was exhibiting unusual body language."Hmm." Marc nodded. "Is that the person you were referring to?"Preston lowered his gaze, doing his best to calm his emotions. Is this truly the ability of a disciple of Master Tilcott? he wondered, unable to suppress his admiration. He's really something!"That's correct." This time, Preston's nod carried a
Chapter 154 - Let Him In
Marc furrowed his brows. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand how tightly secured—or even secret—this facility was. But he had to make it clear that he was here to treat someone. There was no time for registration or any other formalities. If the illness was serious, what good would it do to act only when it was too late?Just as he was about to open the car door to explain himself, a soldier suddenly rushed toward the guard, moving with urgency.“Let him in,” the soldier whispered into the guard’s ear. “He’s a disciple of Master Healer Tilcott.”An ordinary person might not have caught that hushed exchange, but with his heightened senses, Marc had no trouble hearing it.As if the mere mention of Helma Tilcott’s name carried unquestionable authority, the guard didn’t hesitate. He immediately straightened up and bowed slightly toward Marc. “My apologies, sir. You may enter now.&rd
Chapter 153 - Such an Identity
The Huracán Marc was driving continued trailing behind the Cullinan ahead for thirty minutes. The entire time, there was no conversation between him and Harper inside the car."Marc..."That was all the young woman managed to say. For the past several minutes, she had only been stealing glances at the young man beside her, her face filled with hesitation, uncertainty, and unspoken questions."Yeah."Like her, Marc responded curtly.It wasn’t that he was ignoring her. His mind was still preoccupied with the masked man who had just been taken into custody. Besides, he couldn’t help but wonder, what kind of illness does the person Mr. Henry mentioned have that would require the Golden Nirvana?Gathering her courage, Harper finally spoke up. "Marc, is what you said earlier... really true?" Her voice carried a trace of nervousness as she met his gaze. "Are you really Master Tilcott’s disciple?"A disciple of Master Tilcott. No further explanation was needed—such a status was nothing short
Chapter 152 - A Price Well Worth It
"Young man, is what you're saying true?" Preston furrowed his brows."I would never take something that doesn't belong to me. Since the ring was placed in an auction house, doesn't that mean it was legally up for grabs for whoever won the bid?"Preston wasn’t wrong. Since he had won the auction, wasn’t the ring rightfully his now?Marc said nothing, merely studying Preston’s face. After a moment, he realized something.This old man looked like someone honest and trustworthy. If he weren’t, he would have been enraged by the suggestion that the Golden Nirvana should be returned to its original owner.Taking a deep breath, Marc didn’t hesitate to explain everything."You're not wrong. But I believe you'll change your mind once you hear the explanation from someone else."Without another word, Marc approached Harper’s car and gently asked her to step out. As requested, the young woman exited the vehicle and walked over to Preston, recounting everything she knew.Of course, Harper didn't a
Chapter 151 - Maybe You're Not Strong Enough
"Huh, why are you asking me? Shouldn't you be asking yourself that question?"With a smirk on his lips, Marc stared at the masked man. At that moment, their expressions were complete opposites. Hidden behind his mask, the man looked utterly shocked and terrified.Even so, he refused to give up so easily. Suddenly, both his hands clenched tightly into fists."I've never lost in my life. Not even to someone as weak as you."Consumed by his ego and pride, the masked man summoned every last ounce of his internal energy, channeling it entirely into his fists.In less than a second, his punches shot forward, aimed straight at Marc's chest.It was a powerful and lightning-fast attack. If he hadn't witnessed Marc withstand the previous energy blast, he would have been certain that this strike would kill the young man on the spot.Boom!A deafening explosion echoed through the deserted street, reverberating into the surrounding forest.From a distance, Harper, who had been watching the fight u
Chapter 150 - Qi Blast
Harper reflexively shut her eyes as the masked man's palms, aimed directly at Marc, emitted a dense black light for less than a second before fading. She couldn't even see what happened next; the energy shot forward not just with incredible speed but also with overwhelming force.It was so fast that Harper barely had time to squeeze her eyes shut before an explosion roared in her ears.Boom!"Marc!"The young woman screamed his name, her eyes still shut tight. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her face turned pale. She couldn't bear to imagine what had happened to him when that condensed blast of energy struck his body."Hehehe, I told you not to mess with me. Now you see the consequences, don't you?!"Behind a white mask carved with the expression of a corpse—cold and lifeless—the masked man laughed loudly, convinced that his attack had finished the young man off for good."I wasn’t lying when I said that anyone who dares stand in my way ends up erased."As he spoke, the masked man