Carol woke up in her new mansion in Prince County and finished her chores quickly. She was supposed to register as a candidate for the Mayor position at noon. However, the beauty stayed awake all night thinking about it.Ever since Victor’s will reading turned into a dramatic affair, Carol’s depression born from losing Victor dissipated. Now, she had fresh issues to deal with.Sophia Baker, the cardiac surgeon who treated Edgar, was back. She returned with a one-year-old she claimed to be Victor’s son. While it was received with widespread disbelief, Sophia submitted her son, Niklaus, to a paternity test.To everyone’s shock, the test came out positive. Since both the Atelier and Baker families claimed to have Victor’s successor, it was an odd situation. The executor of the will, Elsa Madison, deferred the will’s execution until it could be confirmed that the child in Carol’s womb was Victor’s.Meanwhile, Carol accepted the mansion, cars, and millions of dollars Victor left behind for
Victor was in the Mayor's office going over the fortification plans of Springfield. [Victor Cromwell, Lieutenant Mayor] was embossed on his glass door.The civilian town was set on the path of transformation into a military-industrial city. In the near future, it would produce its own arms and armaments and train its own soldiers.However, the first step was to build defenses around and within its borders. It was Victor's priority right now."Border patrol won't be enough to stop sudden military incursions," he said, tapping on a detailed map of Springfield. "We need more drastic measures in place.""What do you suggest?" General Lance Baker asked, seated opposite the newly appointed Interim Mayor. "We have to build over a hundred secret bunkers at strategic places," Victor replied, sliding the edited map across the table. Lance pored over the markings and whistled. Numerous locations were cross-marked around and within the city. "You appear to be an expert at military strategy for a
"Hello, Mr. Mayor, sir!" Daphne exclaimed jovially. To seduce the new Mayor, she had decided to be adventurous by going braless."We're here for the secretary positions."The red tube top that covered Daphne's upper body; she had pulled it down so low it barely covered her nipples. The cloth was so shamelessly thin that it left little to the imagination."Mr. Cromwell, I am a big fan!" Chloe followed up, pressing her shoulders together and leaning on the table. She thrust her cleavage out in public display."I hope you found our resumes interesting," she added with a wink.Victor almost visibly blanched at the girls. There was nothing natural about their faces or bodies. They were likely enhanced too many times with plastic surgery.Even though such silicon-stuffed women were attractive to ordinary men, Victor was disgusted by their appearances. The thick layer of makeup and the slutty display of their chests annoyed him."I went through the credentials in your applications," Victor s
Victor raised an eyebrow but retained his composure. "Is that so? I was not aware women could lie like that, and people would still believe them.""It seems you have finally come to your senses!" Chloe said, banging on the desk. "With a single accusation, we can ruin your career! You will be fired from the Mayor's position, and the Cromwell family's reputation will be in the dust!"Victor nodded again. "It makes sense. What do you seek to achieve from such a fraud?"Daphne grinned from ear to ear. "If you don't want us to accuse you… Quickly type out our letters of joining as secretaries with double salaries. Moreover, we want a check for fifty thousand dollars each right now!""Oh, this sounds like blackmail," Victor said slowly. "And extortion. Which are both crimes."Chloe waved a dismissive hand. "Do you have any other option? Consider the money and job as compensation for us preserving your reputation and career. Fulfilling our demands would be better than going to prison, wouldn
What was Eva Atelier doing in the Mayor’s office? Why did she want to apply for the secretary position? Did she suspect anything?However, Eva’s body language and words did nothing to suggest she knew Victor’s real identity. He had to treat her like any other candidate and eventually get rid of her.“Take a seat.”“Thanks, sir.”“Your application says you are a fresh graduate from Carmine University. But you are a citizen of Springfield? Why did you go out of state to complete your education? Aren’t universities here not good enough?”Eva exuded confidence. “My parents shifted to Carmine City for business reasons, so I was bound to move with them. I had no choice but to enroll in a private university there. However, my heart was always in Springfield, and it always will be…”Something was left unsaid in her words. Was she referring to the late Victor Damone?“Alright. But it appears you are a fresher with no experience. Why should I hire you for a work profile that demands knowledge o
Victor paused for an extended moment before giving in. “You know… One day, my enemies are going to abduct you and use you as a radar to find me.”Eva wiped her tears on his coat and giggled like a child. “If your enemies exploit me to find you, they will be very successful!”She punched him repeatedly in the chest. “Do you know what I went through after hearing about your death? The world means nothing to me without you!”Victor chuckled and pried the girl off himself. “Alright. Alright. Now that I am back… Tell me… How did you realize I am Victor Damone and not Victor Cromwell? I need to know to prevent others from figuring out my identity.”Eva bit her lip and rolled her eyes, pretending to go into reflection.“Hmph. Are we going to completely ignore the fact that you possess the supernatural ability to change your appearance? It’s definitely not plastic surgery or any medical technology or theatrics. It’s something out of an urban fantasy novel! First, tell me how you are alive. I
Springfield City Hall was bustling with crowds from all over the city. It was noon already; the time for candidates to file nominations for the Mayor elections had arrived.The event hall was under tight military security with stringent measures—snipers on rooftops, body scanners, undercover soldiers, and armed security guards. The authorities were wary after the Springfield Beach invasion. Moreover, criminal groups like Monolith used bomb threats as their modus operandi. City Hall had been turned into a military fortress.Citizens of Springfield had gathered to see which eminent personalities would file nominations for the Mayor elections. Despite terrorist attacks, the city was raking in billions of dollars in revenue because of the Rapids Project's expansion. The future Mayor would be one of the country's most powerful individuals. They would be given charge of a complete army battalion to guard the city.The morning news reported that every major billionaire conglomerate had chose
Victor’s unexpected arrival and ambitious declaration got the audience buzzing with gossip. His entry into the fray completely changed the equation.“Will the Cromwell Prince be our next Mayor?”“He’s so handsome…”“Wasn’t he in the army? Is he a military surrogate?”“No way! Someone from the royal family wants to be our Mayor?”“Who’s the hot chick beside him?”“The others are pedestrians when compared to Victor!”General Lance Baker looked puzzled and was further disturbed by the raucous public gossip. He needed to get the situation under control.Lance left the registration desk and approached Victor. “Is this a joke?” he asked, out of the earshot of others. “Have you forgotten our agreement, Victor? You were supposed to manage Springfield until a Mayor was elected legally. That’s it! Why do you want to contest for the position?”Victor’s expression was one of icy composure. “I intend to keep that promise, General. The city will have a legally elected mayor—me.”Lance pursed his li