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The Billionaire's secret heir Chapter 127: The Shadow In The Blood
The storm broke just after midnight.Wind slammed against the compound windows as if trying to claw its way inside, and the entire building hummed with a restless kind of tension. Sienna felt it before she even stepped fully into the corridor—a strange vibration in her bones, a heaviness in the air like the moment before lightning splits the sky.Julian was asleep in her arms, but light sleep. His breathing had changed recently. Softer. Too soft.She kept walking toward the medical wing, her pulse tripping over itself. Luka had insisted on running another scan—just routine, he’d said—but nothing about this night felt routine.When she entered, Luka was already there, pacing back and forth. His hair was a mess, his eyes bloodshot from hours without rest.“You’re late,” he said, though there was no anger in it—only fear pretending to be control.“I came as fast as I could,” Sienna whispered. “He finally dozed off. What’s going on?”Luka swallowed. “I think… Julian’s implant is evolving.
The Billionaire's secret heir Chapter 126: The Man Who Knew Too Much
The rain had already started by the time Damian stepped out of the armored SUV. A thin mist rolled across the abandoned harbor, swallowing the outlines of rusted containers and drowning the world in a cold, metallic silence.He scanned the shadows.Somewhere here—if Echo hadn’t deceived them—was the man who could destroy The Dominion’s entire second phase.Or the man who could kill them where they stood.Mia checked her wristband, its pale blue glow reflecting on her cheek. “The coordinates match,” she murmured. “He should be inside Warehouse 19.” She paused. “But something feels off.”Cole snorted. “When does it not?”Damian didn’t answer. He couldn’t. A heaviness had settled across his shoulders since the failed Zurich attack, and it hadn’t left him for a second. Every breath he took felt like he was dragging the weight of a collapsing world into his lungs.And beneath all that, deeper, sharper—the knowledge that Julian’s life now hung on threads none of them could see.“Let’s move,
The Billionaire's secret heir Chapter 125: The Silent Lockdown
Damian had been in dozens of war rooms, but none had ever made his bloodstream freeze the way this one did. The air inside the command center felt thick, almost metallic, vibrating faintly—as if the building itself knew something was coming.Mia stood at the center console, fingers flying over the holographic interface. Strings of code streamed down the transparent screens like falling rain.“They’ve gone dark,” she muttered. “Zurich node is sealed. Lagos is sealed. Tokyo… sealed. All five hubs have locked their systems simultaneously.”Damian swore under his breath. “They’re anticipating our next strike.”“No,” Mia said, shaking her head. “This isn’t anticipation. This is orchestration. Someone triggered a synchronized lockdown from the inside.”Luka lifted his head from the secondary monitor. His voice was faint. “That means they’ve advanced to Phase Two.”Sienna, cradling Julian protectively at her side, tensed. “Which is?”He hesitated…but only for a moment.“Neural awakening,” Lu
The Billionaire's secret heir Chapter 124: The Doctor In The Dark
The narrow hallway leading into the lower chambers of the Zurich node felt colder than the rest of the facility. Not physically—something deeper, something Sienna could feel crawling under her skin like a warning whispered from the walls.Damian sensed it too.He slowed his pace, lifted a fist, and signaled the team behind him to halt. The rhythmic hum of servers faded as they stepped into an eerily silent corridor lined with reinforced steel doors.Mia checked her scanner. “This area isn’t on the blueprint Echo sent. It looks… newly constructed.”Cole eyed the sealed doors. “Whatever they’re keeping here, they didn’t want anyone knowing about it.”Damian didn’t answer. He was staring at the last door on the left—its biometric pad flickering with faint red light. Something about it tugged at him, something almost… familiar.“Julian.” Sienna’s voice trembled as the realization struck her. “This looks like the medical containment wings they used when he was a baby.”Damian’s jaw locked.
The Billionaire's secret heir Chapter 123: Tracks Of The Black Wolf
Damian had a way of narrowing the world down to a single, lethal center. Right now that center was a black wolf stamped into mud, rimed with dirt and oil, pressed into the trail left by a van that had taken his son away.The mark had been small—an emblem on a bumper—but it had the kind of history that did not fade. Kenneth had inched forward and traced it with one shaking finger as if touching it could stitch sense back into the chaos.“It’s a sigil,” Kenneth said again, his voice thin. “Not Dominion. Not Elias’s usual. This one… my grandfather used to say it in warnings. The Wolf with the crown.”For a second Damian could not breathe. The name that followed the image—the Black Wolf—was not rumor. It was memory carved into family bones. A faction his grandfather had walled off and buried when he tried to drag the Cavendish name into daylight. Men with teeth and temper and old grudges. Men who had refused to die.“Who runs them now?” Sienna asked, though she already knew the answer she
The Billionaire's secret heir Chapter 122: The Window Left Open
Damian didn’t remember dropping the glove.He didn’t remember crossing the room either.All he knew was that one moment he was staring at the empty window, and the next he was vaulting over the balcony railing, hitting the ground below hard enough to send shockwaves up his legs. Pain didn’t register. Nothing did.Only one thought drummed through him:Julian. Where is my son?Behind him, Sienna’s scream tore through the air.“DAMIAN, WAIT!”But he was already moving — sprinting toward the treeline behind the house, scanning every shadow, every broken branch, every disturbance in the dew-covered grass. The earth was too quiet. Too undisturbed. Too deliberate.This wasn’t rushed.This was planned.A cold sweat broke across his back.Sienna stumbled outside moments later, barefoot, breath uneven, eyes wild. She grabbed his arm so hard her nails dug into his skin.“Damian—say something. Tell me he’s outside. Tell me he’s hiding. Tell me—”Her voice cracked.Damian forced himself to breathe
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