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The Majestic Heir Chapter 87 - A Very Important Guest
"Hey, is this how you treat an old friend? Tell me, what’s this event, and who’s in charge?"Dressed in a striking red suit, Wangyal shouted while raising one hand toward a bodyguard stationed at the entrance, while his other hand rested on his hip. Behind him, Marc stood with a serious posture, resembling a true bodyguard."Wow, calm down, man. Why are you so worked up?" The bodyguard smirked. "Of course, this is the pre-engagement party for Miss Harper, and she’s the one who arranged it.""Then why wasn’t an invitation sent to my table? Are you guys even doing your job properly?""What? Why are you blaming us? If you weren’t invited, that means you should know your place. It means you’re a nobody."The bodyguard then laughed, followed by the other guards around him."Watch your mouth before I slap you! Do you even know who I am?" Wangyal shouted louder, his tense expression dead serious."Huh, and who exactly are you? Whoever you are, I don’t care!""You insolent fool!" Wangyal yell
The Majestic Heir Chapter 88 - You!
"Almost every floor has its lights on," Marc thought as he observed the twin houses, focusing on the one to the left. From the first floor to the top, numerous rooms were brightly lit."Meanwhile, this one..." He shifted his gaze to the house on the right. "Only the sixth floor has its lights on—and even then, just a single room.""That girl must be in there!" he concluded, staring at the second house.As the night party of the wealthiest family in the city, it was only natural for the Winslows to invite many important guests. The people gathered in the front yard were nobodies. The real party was inside the house.And since tomorrow was Harper's engagement day, she was likely busy preparing herself. That meant Marc's assumption was correct—the quieter house was where Harper was staying.After scanning all the critical points of the house, Marc had formed a clear picture in his mind. He was about to take a tray from a server and attempt Wangyal's trick when his eyes landed once again
The Majestic Heir Chapter 89 - Some Innocence
"Just because you weren't the culprit doesn't mean you're entirely innocent." Marc stepped closer to Harper, who was shaking her hand in pain. Though he was now convinced that the girl had nothing to do with Tenzin's murder, he also knew that she was not entirely without blame. Pressing the tip of his index finger against Harper's shoulder once more, Marc locked eyes with her. "You may not be a member of this sect, but don’t try to deceive me. You were the one who took the Golden Nirvana, weren’t you?" Earlier that morning at The White Lotus Monastery. When Harper had led Tenzin away from Marc to quickly store the purple box in a safe place, she had only accompanied the abbot as far as the main hall’s entrance. "Your Reverence, allow me to store this box for you," Harper whispered into the abbot's ear, weaving her spell. "I am more trustworthy than anyone or anything in this place." As if entranced once again, Tenzin did not hesitate to hand over the purple box to the girl. After t
The Majestic Heir Chapter 90 - With You!
Elsewhere.In another grand mansion, nearly all the important figures of the city had gathered to celebrate the engagement of Nicholas and Harper, which was set to take place in three days."Mr. Winslow, you are truly fortunate." An elderly man in his eighties, dressed in an elegant black formal suit, patted the host on the shoulder. He was Cedric Montclair, the mayor of Wyndham. "Having a daughter as beautiful as a goddess and soon becoming the father-in-law of the Baron of Wyndham's son—this is truly a blessing from the heavens."Inside an exclusive room on the sixth floor, the host had personally invited the mayor to drink with him."Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Montclair." Flashing a broad smile, the host—a man in his late forties wearing a gray suit with a firm, resolute face—returned the gesture by patting the mayor’s shoulder. He was Edward Winslow, the wealthiest man in the city. "This is also thanks to your help. If you hadn’t introduced my daughter to Lord Nicholas, th
The Majestic Heir Chapter 91 - Choose!
"I don’t want to do anything painful anymore. But if you force me..." Marc said, raising his index finger. "Believe me, this will be far more terrifying than anything you've felt before.""Do you think I’m afraid of your threats?" Harper shouted back, just as intimidating. "With just one command, everyone in this place will come here and capture you! At that point, even if you grovel at my feet, I won’t even consider forgiving you!"Harper had already faced trouble multiple times because of the man standing before her. If he was pressuring her again now, she would do whatever it took to fight back."Alright, let’s put that to the test," Marc said calmly, raising his index finger once more. It seemed there was no gentle way to deal with this girl. "I want to see if you can still gather your people by the time I count to three.""One."Ba-dump!Harper's heart pounded violently as an invisible force seemed to grip her shoulders. It was far more painful than before."W-what is this?" she
The Majestic Heir Chapter 92 - Let's Go
"Miss Harper, is everything alright?" Dominic, who had been standing by the door, couldn't hold back his concern as he addressed Harper, who had just opened the door. He had heard a small commotion from inside the room. Though his voice remained calm, the bodyguard's face was visibly tense."Sure, everything's fine. Why do you ask?" Speaking as evenly as possible, Harper kept a composed expression on her face. "Listen, I want you to go see my father right now and check if everything is ready.""Are you sure?" Dominic hesitated to leave, sensing that something was off and feeling the need to protect his employer."Yes, what else? What are you waiting for? Go now and don’t keep my father waiting.""Understood. I'll go now." Bowing his head slightly, the bodyguard walked toward the elevator."Come out. He's gone," Harper muttered softly once the bodyguard stepped inside the elevator."Good. If only you had acted like this earlier, things would have been much easier." Grinning, Marc stepp
The Majestic Heir Chapter 93 - The Intruders
"This is odd!" Edward muttered, unable to hide the panic on his face. "The event is set to begin in just a few minutes—so why did Harper leave without telling me?"Not only had she not returned, but she also wasn’t answering her phone. At that moment, a growing sense of worry filled his heart."Is there any update?" asked Patriarch Winslow as he noticed that Dominic had just finished coordinating with the other bodyguards."Sir, we cannot yet confirm whether this is connected to Miss Harper’s disappearance. However, it appears there are two guests who look extremely suspicious," Dominic replied, showing the tablet in his hand to the patriarch. "They forced their way in after claiming to be from the Brown family.""The Brown family?" Edward furrowed his brow as he took the tablet and examined the images of the two individuals whose faces were clearly visible in the CCTV footage."No, I’ve never seen these two before." Edward was on good terms with Newell, the mayor of Cammont, and had
The Majestic Heir Chapter 94 - Him
"That's the house," Harper said coldly, her face showing clear irritation. The Huracan she was driving came to a stop not far from the gate of a grand manor, situated in an area not too far from Wyndham Crest. A house with a long, imposing white fence and a semi-automatic gate guarded by three well-dressed men—this was the residence of Lord Everstone, the Baron of Wyndham."Hurry up and get out so I can go home.""Do you think I came all the way to your house just to pick you up?" Instead of opening the door, Marc crossed his arms, not looking at Harper but rather surveying the surroundings of the manor. "You need to take me inside."Marc knew that Lord Everstone was Harper's future father-in-law. Therefore, the easiest way to enter the place without any trouble was to go in with the girl."Marc, do you really have no sense of empathy?" Though Harper's gaze was icy, her eyes betrayed a sense of desperation. "This is my party—how can I just leave it?""I know. But if I don't retrieve t
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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
