Novel & Cerita Hawthorne House Inheritance Games

“When rumours surfaced that Edward had conceived a child, Lord Harrington tried to find the pet who would bore Ravenwood’s seed but couldn’t find her, so he set his hunters on Ravenwood, and he was declared dead soon after. That’s how Harrington could build his empire. Anyone who stood in his way disappeared, and he would steal their ideas to profit from them.” Jace looked like he was going to be sick. “What does Harrington want with me?” My voice cracked, and I felt a weight as if all the anger inside me was constricting my lungs. “He wants to see if he can use you or discard you. You are the only thing standing between him and the Ravenwood fortune. If a vampire lineage dies, the fortune i

But behind that flawless facade, a dirty secret lies. Hawthorne Mansion is filled with people who share the same interests—money and power. Their conversations echo throughout the room, but I act as though I am hearing pleasant words. A smile is permanently etched on my face as I socialize with my father's guest, Gabriel Hawthorne, the newly-elected president who, after a lifetime in politics, has finally achieved his desires.

This daughter-in-law of hers was always making a fuss over little things. Maria felt the weight of that stare. Even though she wanted to complain, she held her tongue. Watching this, Hailey realized once again that her grandmother was the real power in this house. She quietly reminded herself never to underestimate her. Hailey sat up straight, waiting. The talk about inheritance still felt unreal. She hadn’t even heard what the two conditions were yet. Winning the prize wouldn’t be easy. The old matriarch sipped her tea and turned to Hailey. “It’s time we talked about the contract you signed before entering the Harvey family.”

Over the speaker, they heard the rustle of paper, then Hassan’s voice, thin with fear, recited the words that turned the game into a nightmare. “For the heir. A welcome gift.” A beat of silence crackled through the line. “The game must have stakes.” The phone slipped from William’s hand, clattering onto the desk. The ghost wasn’t playing for money or corporate ruin. He had found the deepest, most sacred vulnerability the child, and had laid a token in the very womb of their previous victory. He had made it physical. He had made it primal. The message on Mimi’s screen still glowed. Regards, G.R.

"Mr. Cox already confirmed it. The heiress is here. We just don't know which one of you she is yet." She pointed at the photocopy. "Mr. Cox has already prepared the property transfer documents. As long as you can prove your identity, you can sign immediately and inherit the estate." Laurel Marsh, who had always wanted a comfortable life, jumped back at once, shaking her head frantically. "It's definitely not me. I-I'm actually much older than I look!" Rebecca, who always wanted to outshine me, didn't care about appearances anymore. She lifted her shirt and exposed her lower back.

When he hears us approach, his head snaps up and his gaze grows suspicious as it lands on me. “Hello again,” his words curl around his tongue, slippery and sweet. “Apple.” “Hawthorne,” I swallow nervously. “Um…nice to see you again.” He raises an eyebrow and doesn’t say anything as he holds the door open for us. “I’ve already put our names on the list. It should be another 20 minutes or so,” he explains as he leads us towards a game room off to the side away from the dining space. Inside is a jukebox and a pool table, foosball, and a few vintage video games.

“We’ll each take one side of the platform and propel one of the liquids using our pure energy. In the end, only one color will remain, and that will decide the winner. “As for the stakes… let’s make it fifty million.” This was clearly an attempt to win back what Julian had lost... He was trying to restore the dignity of the noble young heirs of Grayvale. The eyes of the young heirs sparkled. This game was simple but ruthless, with little room for skill. It would all come down to who had stronger and more abundant pure energy. Henry was one of Grayvale’s top young prodigies. His involvement would guarantee the defeat of this countryside bumpkin.

It would all be worth it in the end! The next day, Mr. Adams informed Hilda to sign and go through the formalities. Mr. Adams quickly went to the notary office for notarization, legally confirming the relationship between father and daughter. Legally speaking, one's parents, spouse and children were the first in line to inherit one's wealth. When the old man died, Hilda would inherit the old man's enormous wealth and when Hilda is dead, Mr. Adams would be the first in line to inherit her wealth! Afterward, Mr. Adams signed a transfer of 5% of Adam's Group's shares to Hilda.

Lily excitedly snuggled into my arms, and Kael shifted even closer. Now I was truly sandwiched. A clingy little sister on my left, a possessive musician on my right, and a grumpy uncle on the floor ready for "guard duty" at a moment's notice. What was this, a horror game sitcom? The ghost version of Full House? On the sixth day, there were only three players left. Me, Ethan, and Chloe. 【GAME ALERT: Player Tom has been eliminated.】 【TIME REMAINING: 4 Days】

He made his move, and smiled at Lara as she played her penultimate card. "I will pass," the blonde, Aaron's companion, raised her hands, passing the turn to him. Aaron smiled subtly at Lara, so discreetly that she was the only one to notice. He slowly placed the last card he had in his hand on the table, declaring himself the winner of the game. At least he thought so. "Are we done here?" Granger used a clear, somewhat arrogant tone. "I hate to admit it, but I think so," Will threw the two cards he still had on the table, showing that he could not match Aaron's game.