บททั้งหมดของ The Hidden Heir: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

"Unless Mr. Pierce gives me an explanation," Sam said with a sly grin."What explanation?" Diana asked, her voice anxious.Sam picked up another glass from the table and poured it full of wine. Then he grabbed the ashtray and dumped all the cigarette ash into the wine, stirring it carefully."Simple," he said, "he needs to drink this and grovel before me as an apology. Otherwise, forget it."The demand was humiliating beyond words.Diana's face went pale, but for Unitron Enterprise and the Pierces, she turned to Andrew. "Just apologize to Mr. Lambert, okay? Do it for Grandpa's sake…"Looking at Diana's pleading eyes, Andrew shook his head firmly. "I will never apologize to someone like him. He spiked the wine to take advantage of you. Even if I apologized, he still wouldn't lend us the money."Diana couldn't believe Sam would actually do something like that. She picked up the wine glass herself. "Then I'll drink it for Andrew to show our apology. Mr. Lambert, is that acceptabl

"You're asking for it!" Andrew roared.The lead bodyguard stepped forward, unimpressed, ready to strike.Andrew didn't bother with any flashy moves—he threw a single, powerful punch.Bam!The moment his fist slammed into the man's chest, a visible shockwave radiated outward.The lead bodyguard flew backward as if he had been hit by a truck, crashing into the wall over 10 feet away.Cracks spider-webbed across the wall instantly, and the man spat blood, collapsing to the floor, completely motionless.The private room fell deathly silent.The other bodyguards froze, mouths agape, as if witnessing something unbelievable. The force of that punch was beyond what any normal human could comprehend.Sam's face drained of color, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably. He had never seen anyone strike down his strongest bodyguard like that."W-Wait a minute!" Sam stammered. "Mr. Pierce, let's talk this out. It's all a misunderstanding!"Andrew took deliberate steps, closing in on

Diana's voice was soft and muffled, barely a whisper as she pleaded.Andrew drew a deep breath, feeling the dark energy inside him surge with his emotions.Logic screamed at him to leave immediately, but Diana's life was in danger, and he couldn't stand by.Eventually, under the dual pressures of Diana's persistent drug-induced behavior and his own unique constitution, Andrew gave in.Two hours later, Andrew emerged from the haze of chaos, finding himself lying on the bed next to Diana, who was completely unclothed.Her face was calm, her breathing steady, and her body temperature back to normal. She was clearly out of danger.Andrew glanced around the room, taking in the mess.The tangled sheets, clothes scattered across the floor, and the faint marks on Diana's skin were all evidence that this had really happened."What have I done…?"He looked at Diana, peacefully asleep, and realized he had just made a huge mistake.Carefully, he climbed out of bed and began picking up th

Sebastian and Diana stood behind Andrew, their mouths slightly open, staring in disbelief.Forty metal cases were carried off the vehicles and neatly arranged on the front lawn of the mansion. One of Eleanor's team opened a case, revealing stacks of cash meticulously bundled.Sebastian was so stunned that he couldn't speak, while Diana's eyes widened as she took it all in.Forty million dollars had indeed arrived, just like Andrew said.The sunlight glinted off the neatly stacked bills inside the metal cases, like blocks forming a fortress, completely shattering Sebastian and Diana's doubts.Sebastian bent over, rifling through a few stacks, then had his men open several more cases at random.Every single box was packed with cash, perfectly arranged, not a dollar less. All forty million dollars was placed right on the Pierces' front lawn."Th-there's really forty million here…?" Sebastian muttered under his breath.Eleanor stood nearby, maintaining a respectful posture. "Yes, M

The woman who walked in had a stunning figure. She looked about 28, with long, glossy black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall. She wore a form-fitting white knit sweater, the neckline slightly open to reveal a hint of pale skin. Her bottom half was clad in high-waisted skinny jeans that showed off perfect curves.Her makeup was delicate but not overdone—fiery red lips and a soft flush on her cheeks. She looked like a ripe apple you almost wanted to bite.This was Justine Neal, the widow of Andrew's third brother, and the third daughter-in-law of the Pierces.Justine swayed gracefully into the living room, showing no sign of widow's sorrow. Instead, she radiated the confident charm of a mature woman.She went straight to Andrew and patted his shoulder affectionately."I hear Andrew's getting married. What, the Schneiders' eldest daughter didn't want him, so now he's going for the younger sister?" Justine said it with a playful smile, completely unbothered.D