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The Midnight Heir CHAPTER 91: AN ARM AND A LEG
“You don’t have to look so happy about that information Master Anthony,” Franklin said after seeing the huge grin that Anthony had from being told that the Maples were his slaves Anthony quickly sighed to calm himself from his overexcited state “You’re right, there’s no need to fantasize about anything I’m going to do with that type of power when I already have it, so I’ll just wait until the time comes” “What will you do then, Master Anthony?” Anthony had a wicked smirk adorned his face “I’ll make my fantasies into reality and I know just who the first person is going to be” he said and the image of Marilyn flashed across his mind. Their conversation had been going on for a while now so one of the hostesses walked up to them with a bottle of a very expensive champagne in hand while another came with a trey with only two glasses on it. They felt like the two guests would require refreshments by now and as the best in the business they act automatically without being asked first. “
The Midnight Heir CHAPTER 92: ARRIVAL
In a rush, Anthony turned his entire body to him but even in such a situation was still able to maintain his bearings and check Franklin’s vitals as the first and most important thing to do right now. He licked the back of his hand to get it wet then extended it to Franklin’s nose, getting less than an inch away from making contact and he did this to check if Franklin was breathing or not. He would need to keep his hand there for at least five seconds in case he was breathing slowly so with those five seconds he turned to the head hostess. “Franklin told me that you’re all the best in this business so I’m sure you’ll be calm and level-headed about this, now tell me, did any of you see what happened?” He asked while having a threatening stare. The possibility could be that Franklin might have been poisoned but he didn’t want to jump to that conclusion because if there was poisoning involved then he too would have been a victim, but the fact that he was okay says contrary to that idea
The Midnight Heir CHAPTER 93: FRANKLIN’S SURPRISE
Finally, Anthony took his first steps into the Manor and was captivated by all the art pieces and the priceless antics that were used as decorations. These were all items that he knew people would go bankrupt in auctions just to purchase but here they were, used as ornaments, showing how different level of high class the Midnight family is. "Did you just say that you have a surprise for me?" Anthony asked as he walked closer to Franklin and the man smirked, turning around to face a particular direction. "Come, Anthony, lemme give you a tour of the place first, the surprise can come later towards the end. Wouldn't you like to see what the place your Grandfather stayed in before he passed away looks like?" Franklin asked then gestured that he joins him and yet again Anthony was getting an apprehensive sense towards him which was caused by what he was saying. To Anthony, Franklin's mannerisms seem to have completely changed after he woke up with the nosebleed, and even the way he carri
The Midnight Heir CHAPTER 94: THE TRUE ABOUT FRANKLIN.
Left under Franklin's and the mysterious lady's control wasn't a comforting situation to be in and hours later, Anthony was just beginning to regain his consciousness with the first stimuli he rediscovered being sound. What he could hear was a muffled-sounding conversation between two people and then a noise like someone was handling some sort of small hand-held item. He groaned in an inaudible voice, slowly moving his body to try and get into a comfortable state because currently he wasn't but in his attempt, strangely he felt something restricting him. Thinking more of that sensation he realized that his arms were locked up by something around their wrists and raised above his head, meanwhile, below he could feel his feet barely touching the ground. Whatever he was strapped to caused him to only be able to be on his toes. As the seconds went by and his dulled senses now gaining progress, returned to what they used to be, he was starting to hear and understand better what the conver
The Midnight Heir CHAPTER 95: STORY TIME
Franklin(HE) instantly took his hands from being interlocked by their fingers behind his back to clapping at Anthony fervently and smiling proudly “There is it, you finally got to the truth and now I can be satisfied with everything I’ve done to get to this moment. Tell me, don’t you also think that it’s boring when you’re putting all this effort into something and no one even notices? What a shame” he said, shaking his head then finally stopped clapping, having a massive grin on his face as he stuffed his hands into his pockets “At least I can trust you Midnight heirs to always know me”“!!” Anthony had nothing to say but stare at him disgustingly, curious as to what his intentions were for infiltrating Franklin’s mind.Suddenly, the both of them started to hear a vehicle driving by and coming to a stop somewhere close to the manor, parked but with the engine still left running and then driving off within seconds of parking which left Anthony to ponder but Franklin(HE) was smirking b
The Midnight Heir CHAPTER 96: MIDNIGHT CURSE
HE tiredly dropped his head, sighing in the process “Where did you get your manners from? There’s a particular timeline to a story so don’t go interrupting or rushing the end plot, just lemme ride until I finish, then you can ask your questions.” He said, sneering at Anthony then went back to sitting upright but his legs remained crossed.“As I was saying, Luke Midnight did disgusting and evil things with the power he had found. I guess being the number one out of all seven progenitor families went to his head and using his power, the same one you’ve inherited but haven’t gotten to the level that he had he manipulated cities, countries, and the rest into chaos. Ever wondered why wars start like they come out of nowhere? Hitler and the rest, do you think all those things just happen out of nowhere?” HE asked, waiting on Anthony’s reply.Hearing the contents of the story HE had just said, Anthony ended up having a questioning stare and a hint of disbelief which influenced the next thing
The Midnight Heir CHAPTER 97: JASON’S TRIAL
A couple days later, inside one of the Polaris city judiciary courts' courtrooms, Jason was standing trial on charges of violence, possession, and firing of a dangerous firearm, endangering the public, minors especially as well as lying to the police and framing someone else for all said crimes.However, because the person he tried to frame, Anthony, wasn’t here to testify and give his accounts of the incident, they had no choice but to drop that charge and went to judge the rest offenses which was plenty enough.While Jason sat in the defendant's box, wearing the detention uniform and looking pitiable to everyone else in the audience, his rapidly blinking eyes couldn’t stop being fixed on one particular spot in the courtroom. He was staring at a man wearing a very expensive trench coat, leather gloves, a hat that covered most of his face and having an imposing presence to the point that the nearest audience had to sit at least a couple feet away from him, on all sides.This mysterious
The Midnight Heir CHAPTER 98: HUNT FOR A SILVER FUR FOX
The judge saw that the way Jason kept scrolling his neck to the right ever so slightly looked like he wanted to turn around, but then, the judge also took his eyes and glared at a particular group of people who were seated and had acted as the eyewitnesses to the case, all together on the third row. This included the manager of The Nostalgia cinema, Todd as well as Corner who had all given their accounts and were just waiting for the verdict to be said, same as everyone. So, noticing them the judge thought that those were the ones Jason was stopping himself from looking at, an assumption made because two out of those three used to be his friends as claimed by the police but right now, none of them saw themselves as being that. Unknown to the judge, there was only one person in the entire courtroom that kept on drawing Jason's attention, up to the point that he couldn’t even focus on his trial and it was none other than the mysterious man wearing a trench coat whose eyes were fixed on