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The Second Heir Chapter 52
As Mara and Greg entered The Oldy Cafe, they immediately settled in their usual spot. The cozy ambiance and familiar surroundings provided them with a sense of comfort.They perused the menu and made their selections, eagerly anticipating their favorite dishes. As the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, Mara and Greg engaged in lively conversation. The ease with which they communicated was a testament to their strong connection."What? Really?! So you're just getting a new collaboration with Barons Company?! The company that was owned by Baronica Baron?" Greg asked, and Mara immediately nodded."Yeah, it's true! Haha, it's unbelievable, right?! I, myself, also can't believe it! Like at first, they seemed fussy and disliked my idea, but the next thing I knew, they accepted my proposal!" Mara exclaimed, a mixture of pride and disbelief evident in her voice."Well, that's good for you, then! It means that your business ability has increased! You deserve all the success that co
The Second Heir Chapter 53
As Mara and Greg walked out of The Oldy Cafe, they continued their conversation, savoring the last few moments of their time together. The evening breeze gently rustled the leaves, creating a soothing atmosphere. "You know, Mara, it's always a pleasure spending time with you," Greg said, a warm smile gracing his lips. "Our conversations are always so engaging and meaningful." Mara grinned, her eyes shining with appreciation. "Likewise, Greg. You have a way of making me feel heard and understood. It's a rare quality to find in someone." As they reached a crossroads, the time to part ways had reluctantly arrived. Greg began walking towards his apartment, deep in thought about their earlier conversation. “Sometimes, I can just feel it from the way you talk and the way you solve problems. I don’t know how, but you can always solve everything quickly as if you’ve already been through all of this. I wonder if there’s more to you than meets the eye.” Remembering that, Greg couldn’t h
The Second Heir Chapter 54
The air in Greg's apartment seemed to grow thick with tension as he locked eyes with Dylan. His mind was still reeling from the shocking revelation Dylan had just disclosed. So, his father just let him out like that? “Greg, I know that you must be shocked right now, but listen, you must stay calm!” Dylan urged, his voice filled with concern. "Even though Griffin has been released and your father has reconsidered his decision, it still doesn't close the possibility that you can be the sol—" “So, when did you know about it?" “Y—Yes?” "I'm asking when you first heard the news about Griffin's release. Something as significant as this couldn't have just coincidentally come out at the same time as my father's decision to call me back to Ruam and reconsider his plans, right?" Greg pressed, his gaze unwavering. Dylan’s eyes darted away for a moment, a flicker of guilt crossing his face as he took a deep breath and gathered his thoughts. Greg's astute observation had hit its mark. Dyl
The Second Heir Chapter 55
At the Millen Company, Mara sat in her office, her fingers drumming nervously on the desk. The decision to visit the Millen residence weighed heavily on her mind, and she couldn't shake the conflicting emotions churning within her.The Millen, especially his uncle, had caused her and her mother immeasurable pain in the past. Their ruthless actions had left scars that had taken years to heal, and the bitterness still lingered.As she prepared to cancel her visit, Mara found herself wrestling with a different set of feelings. Her mind suddenly wandered back to the moments when Grandma Millen was still a loving presence in her life.Before her family was conned by Mr. Millen, Grandma Millen had been a kind and doting grandmother who would always spoil her grandchildren with sweets and affection. Those warm memories tugged at Mara's heart, making her hesitate in her decision to cancel the visit."But that was all in the past," Mara reminded herself, trying to push away the conflicting emo
The Second Heir Chapter 56
At Greg’s apartment. “So, she’s in the Smart City right now?” “Yes. She’s in the Smart City now. It seems that she just arrived last night. As for her activities, we're still investigating, but it appears she has been moving around the city quite a bit.” “I see… Okay then. Keep an eye on her, but don't engage unless necessary. I want to know her every move." "Yes, Master. We'll keep her under surveillance.” After ending the call, Greg leaned against the window, deep in thought. He didn’t expect that his stepmother would move this fast. “What is she doing in the city right now? Did that witch already plan something?” Greg mused. . Back at the Millen residence. “I don’t need your help or anything, and until death I would never accept it!! ever!! NOW GET OUT FROM THIS PLACE!” Georgia screamed, her voice filled with rage. “Georgia, I understand that you’re angry but please, listen. I want to—” But Georgia was in no mood to listen. Her emotions are raw, and the pain of her famil
The Second Heir Chapter 57
In one of the luxurious penthouses in Smart City, a woman lay in bed with her younger lover, Davis. The room was adorned with opulence, but the woman's mind was focused on her devious plans. "So, Lorraine..." Davis asked, curiosity evident in his voice, "Do you really love me?" “Of course I love you! If I didn’t love you, then I wouldn't be spending my time here with you,” Lorraine replied, her voice filled with seduction, making Davis intrigued and wanting to ask more. "Well, if you really love me then..." He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "When will you divorce your old husband and be with me?" Lorraine chuckled darkly. "Divorce?" she scoffed. "Why would I divorce him? Being his wife has so many benefits, especially when it comes to his wealth. Plus, you've just received that brand-new luxury car, haven't you?" Davis pouted slightly, acknowledging that she had a point. He then tried to change the topic. "Anyway, you look pretty relaxed today. Shouldn't you be busy pl
The Second Heir Chapter 58
"Okay, so let me get this straight," Victor began, his voice calm and calculated. "The woman who offered you that deal wants to trap that tramp in the bar and have him involved with a sexual worker. Am I right?" "Yes, Victor," Georgia affirmed. "And once this plan succeeds, she promises to clear your family's and my name from the money laundering and drug allegations and return the Millen's company to you. Is it true?" “Yes, Victor. It’s true. But before that, we must make that tramp viral.” Victor fell into thoughtful silence, his mind running through the potential scenarios. He knew that arranging the situation in the bar wouldn't be too difficult with his vast connections. He could pull strings to ensure everything went as planned. As for the sexual worker… Victor had a few of his favorites that he could call upon, and was ready to assist anytime! “But Victor… The sexual worker that she wants is not a usual worker. I mean... It's not like the normal sexual worker we all know,
The Second Heir Chapter 59
Greg frowned as he heard the sobbing on the other end of the line. Confusion swirled in his mind as he tried to process why this person would call him in such a state.“Hi, Who is this? Why are you crying?” Greg asked, but the caller didn’t answer his question and continued to cry.As he considered hanging up, the caller suddenly responded in a choked voice. “Hiks…Greg…It’s me, it’s me, Georgia.”Georgia?“Why did she suddenly call me?” Greg thought, feeling more confused, but he quickly regained his composure, dismissing those thoughts."What do you want?" he asked, in a distant and cold voice."Hiks... Greg,... I... I just want to talk," Georgia managed to say amid her tears. Greg’s eyes narrowed at her request. After all that had happened, she still had the audacity to reach him?“Li—Listen, Greg…I—I know that I hurt you, and I’m really sorry about it. I really do, Greg. But please, now I’m in trouble, and If it’s not you then… I don’t know who else to turn to! Oh… Please Greg, p