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Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty
The air hung heavy with tension as Jackson's question echoed through the stillness of the evening. Who was the traitor among them? Who had conspired with William Portman to betray their family and seize control of the Portman empire?And then, as if in response to Jackson's inquiry, a voice cut through the silence from behind—a voice tinged with bitterness and regret. "It was the previous leader, the one who put you on the seat, the one they call THE OLD KING."Jackson's head snapped around to face the source of the voice, his eyes widening in shock as a figure emerged from the shadows. The man who stepped forward was tall and imposing, his features obscured by the darkness of the night."Stanley Marc," the man introduced himself, extending a hand toward Jackson. "Nice to finally meet you."Jackson shook the man's hand numbly, his mind reeling with disbelief. Stanley Marc—the man who had been Charles and Elizabeth's trusted confidant for as long as he could remember—was the one who
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty-one
Jackson awoke from his slumber, his mind still heavy with the weight of his dreams. As he made his way down the creaky stairs to the sitting room, the voices of his companions drifted to him like distant echoes. Elizabeth, with her graceful demeanor, greeted him warmly, urging him to join them at the dinner table. His thoughts were in turmoil as he settled into his seat, the conversation swirling around him like a whirlwind."I've been considering returning to my old life," Jackson admitted, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I need to find Sophia, I need to know if she's alright.""Jackson now is not the time," Charles interjected, his tone grave. "I fear the old king and William are hatching something sinister."The mention of Sophia brought a heavy silence upon the room, broken only by Stanley Marc's sudden revelation. "Word has it that Sophia is pregnant," he announced, his words hanging in the air like a heavy fog.Jackson's heart skipped a beat at the news, his mind racing
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty- two
The sterile walls of the dojo in the mansion seemed to close in on Jackson as he pushed through another grueling session. His body, once broken and battered, was now strained against the resistance bands. The physical therapy was relentless, but so was his determination.Over the next couple of months, Jackson committed himself to the arduous process of healing. The accident had left him shattered—bones fractured, muscles torn. But he refused to be defeated. With each step, he defied the odds, inching closer to regaining his former strength.The clutches, once his lifeline, were now discarded in a corner. Jackson staggered through the hallways, his legs wobbly but resolute. Days blurred into weeks, and soon he was walking unaided. The treadmill became his battleground, the rhythmic thud of his sneakers echoing his determination.Charles watched from the sidelines. For he had seen battles—both on the field and within the soul. He knew that Jackson's journey was more than physical
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty- three
For years, Jackson had known himself only by the name given to him by the orphanage where he had been raised, but now, he had the opportunity to reclaim the identity that had been stolen from him so long ago. As he heard the name spoken aloud, Jackson felt a wave of emotion wash over him, a sense of belonging and identity that he had longed for his entire life. In that moment, he realized that he was not just Jackson, but Jillian James Portman, a son, a piece of a family that had been torn apart but was now slowly being pieced back together.With each passing day, Jackson's bond with Elizabeth and Charles deepened, strengthened by their shared experiences and shared determination to face whatever challenges lay ahead. They laughed together and shared their hopes and fears for the future. Through it all, they found solace in each other's company, knowing that they were not alone in their struggles. But as the days turned into weeks, the specter of war with William loomed ever large
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty- four
Jackson's heart swelled with relief and joy as Stanley delivered the news about Benedict's recovery. After months of uncertainty and fear, Sophia finally had someone from her family by her side, someone she could confide in and lean on for support. And while Jackson was overjoyed for her, a pang of longing tugged at his heart as he realized just how much he missed her.As he trailed Sophia's car through the winding streets, Jackson couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration at being unable to be there for her in person. He longed to reach out to her, to hold her close and reassure her that everything would be alright. But he knew that now wasn't the time, that Sophia needed space to process her emotions and come to terms with the news of Benedict's recovery.With a heavy heart, Jackson watched as Sophia's car made a swift turn to the right, away from the secret clinic where Benedict had been receiving treatment. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he realized that Sophi
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty- five
The round table stood as a silent witness—a relic of countless conversations, both mundane and momentous. Elizabeth, Charles, and Jackson huddled around it, their voices hushed. Stanley Marc's voice crackled through the speakerphone, connecting them to the outside world."Where are you now?" Elizabeth's words hung in the air, a fragile thread connecting them to Stanley's mission."I am at her house," Stanley replied. "Ella and William are already inside. I'll wait for them to come out.Elizabeth exchanged a worried glance with Charles. "Be careful, and try not to do anything stupid," Elizabeth said. Her voice held a mother's concern.Stanley stood afar, a sentinel in the shadows. He watched as William retreated to the car, his face inscrutable.Ella emerged from the building—agitated, her eyes stormy. A fight just occurred between them.Ella climbed into the car, her anger palpable. William's stoicism remained strict. The engine roared to life, and they drove away—a fractured famil
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty-six
As the day dawned two days before the conclave, the atmosphere in the mansion was charged with anticipation and tension. Elizabeth, Charles, and Stanley gathered in the grand foyer, their minds buzzing with thoughts of the impending meeting with Abigail. The stakes were high, and they knew that they needed to tread carefully if they were to uncover the truth about her.Elizabeth's heart fluttered nervously in her chest as she prepared to finally meet her niece. For years, she had wondered about the daughter her brother had lost, and now, with the conclave looming on the horizon, the opportunity to reunite with Abigail filled her with a mixture of hope and trepidation.Meanwhile, Jackson remained behind in the training room, his mind focused solely on honing his skills for the battles that lay ahead. With the conclave fast approaching, there was no time to waste, and Jackson knew that he needed to be at the top of his game if he hoped to emerge victorious.As Elizabeth, Charles, an
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Thirty- seven
As Elizabeth, Charles, and Stanley entered Abigail's living room, the atmosphere was tense with anticipation. Abigail's eyes widened in surprise as she took in the sight of her unexpected visitors, her mind racing with questions and uncertainty."I am your aunt, Abigail," Elizabeth said softly, her voice filled with emotion. Tears welled up in Abigail's eyes as she locked eyes with Elizabeth, her heart pounding with a mixture of disbelief and hope."Come with us," Elizabeth continued, her voice gentle yet firm. "We want to show you where you came from and introduce you to the rest of your family."Abigail's breath caught in her throat at Elizabeth's words, her mind reeling with the possibility of finally uncovering the truth about her past. But even as hope flickered in her chest, she couldn't shake the nagging sense of hesitation that gnawed at her.Stanley could see the uncertainty written on Abigail's face, her reluctance to follow a group of strangers to a place she didn't know.
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Chapter hundred Seventy
The sun cast its golden rays over the picturesque scene, bathing Jackson's newly rebuilt house in a warm, radiant glow. It was a day of celebration, of love, and of new beginnings as Fernando and Angela stood before their friends and loved ones, ready to exchange their vows and embark on a journey of matrimony.As the ceremony commenced, Sophia stood by Angela's side as her maid of honor, radiant in her gown adorned with delicate lace and pearls. Jackson, resplendent in his tailored suit, stood proudly beside Fernando as his best man, a steadfast pillar of support for his dear friend.The wedding was a sight to behold, with lush floral arrangements adorning every corner and white satin ribbons fluttering in the gentle breeze. Elizabeth, Charles, Benedict, Stanley Marc, and along with other members of the Blade in Shadows, gathered to witness the union of two souls bound by love and commitment.The ceremony unfolded with grace and elegance, as Angela and Fernando exchanged their hea
Chapter hundred Sixty- nine
As news of the victory in the tunnels spread, a wave of relief washed over the country. The citizens, once plagued by fear and uncertainty, began to emerge from the shadows, emboldened by the knowledge that justice had been served. With the help of the Blade in Shadows forces, the rebel men were pushed back, and their reign of terror was finally brought to an end.In the days that followed, a sense of peace and order began to return to the country. The streets, once filled with the sounds of gunfire and chaos, now echoed with the laughter of children playing and the chatter of neighbors helping one another rebuild their lives.Meanwhile, the captured members of the old king's and William's men were swiftly brought to justice. In a court of law, they were tried for their crimes against humanity, their atrocities laid bare for all to see. The verdict was swift and decisive – they were to be held accountable for their actions.For William, the punishment was severe. He was sentenced
Chapter hundred Sixty- eight
Angela and Jackson walked into the tunnels, they heard a muffle of noise from some group of people and then they squared up ready to fight, The men came into view with blades, and with them was the old king, "traitor" Angela snared to the old king, "I got him" Jackson says to Angela referring to the old king, Angela moved to face off the other men while Jackson and the old king drew out their sword ready.Jackson and the old king circled each other, their swords gleaming in the dim light of the castle's great hall. The old king's eyes were sharp and calculating, while Jackson's were filled with determination and a hint of fear.The old king sneered at Jackson, his eyes filled with malice. "You think you can defeat me, boy? I have been fighting for longer than you have been alive."Jackson tightened his grip on his sword, determination burning in his eyes. "I may be young, but you taught me all your moves, your techniques are useless to me."With a roar, the old king lunged at Jacks
Chapter hundred Sixty- seven
Charles made his way through the tunnels. His senses were heightened, every nerve on edge as he sought out his target, William, the man responsible for so much pain and suffering. His brother.As he rounded a corner, his heart leaped into his throat as he caught sight of a figure in his peripheral vision. Before he could react, the glint of metal caught his eye, and he instinctively dove to the ground, narrowly avoiding the spray of bullets that erupted from the gun in William's hands."Hahahaha!" William's laughter echoed through the tunnels, laughing maniacally like a Disney villain. The air was thick with tension as Charles assessed his surroundings, his mind racing with adrenaline-fueled urgency.With quick thinking, Charles rolled behind a stack of crates, his heart pounding in his chest as he sought refuge from the hail of bullets that rained down upon him. The sound of gunfire filled the air.As he caught his breath, Charles assessed his options, his mind racing with strateg
Chapter hundred Sixty- six
"You torture and beat me all you want, but you crossed the line when you laid your hands on Angela, and for that, you will pay with your life," Fernando declared, his voice ringing with conviction as he met Richardo's gaze with fury.Ricardo's laughter echoed through the cavernous space, "Come on then, let's get started," he taunted, his eyes gleaming with malice as he squared off against his brother.With a primal roar, Fernando launched himself at Richardo, his fists flying with lightning speed as he unleashed a barrage of blows upon his adversary. Richardo staggered backward under the force of the onslaught, his jaw throbbing with pain as he struggled to regain his footing.In a swift counterattack, Richardo retaliated with a powerful kick to Fernando's chest, the impact sending him reeling backward. But Fernando refused to back down, his fury a motivation as he squared his shoulders and prepared to face his opponent head-on.As the two brothers clashed with ferocious intensity,
Chapter hundred Sixty- five
As Charles and Jackson arrived at the vantage point overlooking the entrance to the tunnels, a sense of anticipation hung heavy in the air. Jackson surveyed the scene before him, his gaze sweeping over the elite squad members who stood at the ready, their expressions set in determination."It's all done, boss," one of the squad members reported, their voice filled with confidence. "We've laid bombs on all access points. When we detonate, only this entrance will remain open."Jackson nodded in approval, a sense of urgency coursing through his veins as he prepared to lead his team into battle. "Alright, fire it up," he commanded, his voice ringing with authority.With a deafening roar, the explosives were set off, sending shockwaves rippling through the earth as the other access points came crashing down. The ground trembled beneath their feet as dust and debris filled the air, obscuring their vision.As the chaos subsided, William and the old king's men emerged from the wreckage,
Chapter hundred Sixty- four
The plan was set in motion, Jackson communicated with close trusted members, an elite squad of the blade in shadows about his plan to invade the tunnels, The plan was simple--block another access point where they might escape and invade from only one vantage point, Then barricade them at a corner preventing them from escaping from the one access point, the old king was to be taken alive, William should be shoot if he resisted.As the plan to infiltrate the tunnels beneath the city was set into motion, Jackson found himself torn between duty and familial ties. He had communicated the intricacies of the plan to his trusted members of the Blade in Shadows, each detail carefully crafted to maximize their chances of success. But as he stood in his home, preparing to depart for what could be his final mission, saying goodbyes to Sophia and his daughter when he found himself faced with an unexpected visitor: his father, Charles."Sophia told me you're on your way to end this," Charles re
Chapter hundred Sixty- three
Jackson's footsteps echoed through the corridors of his home, the weight of the world heavy on his shoulders. Sophia watched from the doorway, her heart clenching at the worry etched on his face as he made his way inside. She could see the tension in his every movement, the burden of leadership weighing him down like a heavy cloak."What's wrong, babe?" Sophia asked, her voice soft with concern as Jackson nodded to the bodyguards and other staff milling about."Fernando and Angela have been taken by Richardo and William," Jackson replied, his voice strained with worry. "I can't find them. I'm failing to bring peace to this country. Everyone is looking to me for guidance, and I don't know what to do. The man I trusted more than life itself is a raging lunatic, and now... now my closest friends have been taken."Sophia's heart ached at Jackson's words, her fears mirrored in his troubled expression. She moved closer to him, her hand reaching out to gently brush away the tears that thr
Chapter hundred Sixty- two
Jackson shook his head in disbelief at the old king's words, his resolve hardening with each passing moment. "You may have once been my hero," he admitted, his voice heavy with regret. "But now, you're nothing but a shadow of your former self. And I will do everything in my power to stop you, to bring you to justice for the crimes you have committed. You have killed countless people, left many more homeless, children dying on the street," Jackson accused, his voice trembling with emotion. "We took an oath as Shadow members to protect the people of this country. But you have broken that oath. You are a disgrace to everything the organization stands for. Why did you even put me as your next successor if you wanted to destroy the oath you made to it?"The old king's gaze remained steady, his expression unreadable as he listened to Jackson's impassioned words. But there was a flicker of something in his eyes - a hint of remorse, perhaps, or maybe just a glimmer of resignation."Willi
