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My stomach clenched, “How bad was the dip?” “Fifteen percent two hours ago. It’s dipping fast; the investors are worried, Ari.” He answered solemnly. I shook my head, “Why is it dipping so fast? He is still alive.” “Yes, but he is incapacitated. The board needs stability.” Victor met my eyes, “You have to step in as the heir.” I laughed weakly, “I’m barely holding myself together.” Victor sighed, “Aria, you are a Valen, Sebastian’s

What's wrong with your stupid brain, huh? Anna tried to straighten out the situation even though she couldn't control her emotions. 'Tch, you're still denying it. Why? Do you think I can't do it huh? You know it so well that I'm the heir to the Lawson group. You can get all the wealth that I will have once you become mine. So, you just submit to me and don't need much resistance to become mine.' Anna could only continue to stare and look for where all of Liam's crazy thoughts were coming from. Until... 'So tell me, how much would I have to give you, so I have a fucking night with you tonight?'

“It’s not a good idea for you to steal. Why don’t you try asking your father if he’s willing to spare you some? If it’s not possible, just forget about it, I don’t want you to be in a difficult situation!” Fane gave some thoughts to the matter and uttered with a frown. However, Fiona—who stood beside him—heard Fane’s words and her face immediately turned unsightly. She went forward and shot Fane a deadly glare, “What nonsense are you spewing?” After reprimanding Fane, she immediately approached Daniella with a wicked smile. “Miss Cabello, there’s absolutely nothing wrong about it. This treasure belongs to your family, even if you took some of it when no one is looking, it’s alright too. You’

he called as softly as he could and got their attention when he got closer. Dean was surprised to see him. But he can't hide his happiness. He misses him after a week of not seeing him. He misses Sean terribly. "Bun, you're here! When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?" he exclaims happily using his pet name for him for the first time since they made up. Employees that are present at the lobby stare at their boss in astonishment. But what got their attention more is Sean’s presence. Sean, the infamous heir of Chairman Stuart Williams. The eldest son of the Williams. The heir of the Empire Group of Companies. The lost prince.

"I'll come back. We'll figure this out. We'll find a way." The Rites of Passage weren't optional—not for a Stonehaven heir. Every alpha-blooded son had to complete the three-month isolation in the northern territories before they could claim their place in the pack hierarchy. It was tradition, ritual, law. Alec had known it was coming since he was old enough to understand what his last name meant. But knowing didn't make it easier. He'd spent weeks trying to find a way around it, some loophole that would let him stay, but his father had made it clear: refuse the Rites, and he'd forfeit his claim to everything—his inheritance, his position, his voice in the Council. He'd become nothing. And i

Even from across the chamber I recognized the seal. Moonstone. Royal. Ancient. My heart began hammering. Because I knew what everyone had been searching for. The stolen file. The missing archive. The secret. The figure turned the document slightly. Just enough. Just enough for me to see. My breath stopped. The title burned across the page. THE HEIR PROTECTION DIRECTIVE No. No. No. My stomach dropped. The file wasn't gone. It had never been gone. Someone had it. Someone had always had it.

I asked. "You don't stop an algorithm," Adelaide said. "You introduce a Bad Debt. A piece of information so contradictory that the system has to purge itself to remain logical." She pointed to a page in the ledger. It was a record of a transaction from 1944. A Thorne and a Vance had made a secret pact—not of marriage, but of Substitution. "The Shadow Heir thinks he's the sum of the Twelve," Adelaide whispered. "But he’s missing one piece. The piece that was traded away to save a life seventy years ago. The piece that is currently sitting in this room."

“She is the only surviving heir…” My heart began to pound. “…to the Stuart family.” The name hit like a shockwave. “No,” I whispered. Grandfather’s voice remained steady. “Their heir and his daughter were reported dead sixteen years ago.” “But they weren’t.” A pause. Heavy. “The Beckers had her the entire time.” Silence. The world shifted. Again. This wasn’t just abuse anymore. This was theft. A stolen identity. A stolen legacy. A stolen life. And suddenly—

My voice was a rasping bark now. "He was stealing from the Pack." She stepped over the threshold, her bare feet silent on the debris. "He stole the heir. He stole the Silver-Oak’s future. Caleb was sent to correct that mistake. Weren't you, Caleb?" I looked at Caleb. He didn't look at me. He bowed his head, his massive, furred shoulders trembling. "I did what was required," Caleb muttered.

I heard Alpha Dario’s voice, I opened the door and saw Lady Nicole, Alpha Dario along with about five guards standing outside. “She stole it! This fucking bitch stole my family’s heirloom! It has been passed down from my great great great grandmother and she stole it!” Lady Nicole yelled, she had tears streaming down her eyes, she held on to alpha Dario as if without him she would sink to the ground. I looked at all of them in shock, what is she talking about? What family heirloom? “Search her room! I’m sure it’s in here somewhere! I just want it back! There will be war if my father ever finds out that it is no where to be found!” Lady Nicole cried.