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'Anna, you-‘ 'And listen, I don't need your help! so, just ignore me, I'm just your servant, never be more than that, especially your bitch!' Anna said in a cold tone. And her words were more than enough to make Liam completely silent and stunned by it. She immediately left with emotional steps, leaving Liam behind. And after Anna left, came from behind Liam, the sound of clapping and very loud laughter. ‘HAHAHA’ 'Wow, what an amazing scene! So dramatic! Liam Lawson, the young master and THE HEIR of the Lawson group, was just rejected by a servant, hahaha!'

“But she’ll change tactics now, she always does when the ghosts start screaming.” “What ghosts?” “Margaret and Victor,” he said, eyes distant. “Everything we’re seeing…it started with them. I didn’t just inherit a company, I inherited a war I never declared.” He turned toward the window, watching morning break pale over the rooftops. “Evelyn’s decoding it now. Let’s hope she understands faster than we did.” Outside, the first sunrise after the Athens blast burned gold across concrete and glass, a quiet deception of peace. Behind it, storms were gathering again, written not in thunder but in contracts.

"Adelaide, the Bad Debt... it’s not an event. It’s a choice." "A choice to be imperfect," Adelaide said, finally looking up. She held out the fountain pen to me. "The Heir is an algorithm of absolute logic. He cannot account for an act of pure, irrational destruction. To save the child, you must destroy the Banker." "What do you mean?" "The Heir is tracking your frequency, Seraphina. He’s using your love for the child as the carrier wave for his signal. If you want to break the link, you have to break the love. You have to make the system believe the 'Asset' has no value."

Happiness in the wrong direction can be harder to leave than misery you already know how to carry. But I could not remain. The child had to be brought back. You had to be brought back. The answer did not lie only in your birth. It lay in what you would later become and where you would one day stand when the war returned. So I left. I left knowing he would never forgive me. Not truly. Not after I carried his offspring. His heir.” *** The word made me stop breathing. Heir. My fingers tightened on the edges of the journal so hard the old paper creaked faintly. His heir. Not merely daughter. Not merely child. Heir.

But the heir’s stare was steady, unyielding. “My mother was of the Shadowblood line,” he said at last. “I inherited… this.” He gestured vaguely to the darkness curling at his boots. “I didn’t know what it meant until the Creed found me.” “And now?” she asked. “Now I know they’ll never stop coming.” A knock at the door broke the moment. One of the scouts stepped in, snow melting from his cloak. “My lady. You need to hear this.” The heir straightened. “Speak.”

More gasps from the council emerged and my father had to quiet down the chatter to continue. “Yes, I know, I am surprised as well. She gave birth to a boy in secrecy and turned to one of the covens for help. They took him and hid him away, no one knows where. He is all but a ghost, and we know that the coven that took him will not come forward. It would break their code of secrecy. This boy is the rightful heir to the South and is their Alpha and King. Not Eric. Aria hid him because she knew that it was certain death if Eric found out.”

“This is no coincidence.” Bianca hesitated before speaking. “Sir, if she’s alive, this could complicate things for your brother.” “Complicate?” I laughed darkly. “No, Bianca. This simplifies everything. The Gomez fortune is in flux, and an estranged heiress is the perfect key to unlock it.” Marco’s brow furrowed. “What’s the plan, sir?” “Plan? No plans,” I said, standing and adjusting my suit. Bianca blinked, confused. “But I thought you wouldn’t—”

I threw the words at her, calmly She shook her head. “Who do you think you are?” “King told you, Shekinah” I raised my brows, acting as though she was crazy “Shekinah or whatever you call yourself, I see what you are doing and I know what you are doing. Adrian is my fiance, and he is the most loyal man I have ever met. So your chances with him are zero” I wanted to laugh. A loyal man, indeed. “Then why are you speaking to me then? You trust him so you shouldn’t worry your little dumb brain on it”

A successful endeavour prioritizes happiness over money. Finally, Caitronia Coleman is now signing off but will always hold a special place in your heart. The Lost Heiress of Coleman's Clan has now found...

I feel it too, and I don’t understand why. “After two decades of relentless search, it is my solemn duty to present the long, lost heir, stolen from us by the traitor who has held her captive and concealed her. But the Goddess’s will always prevails and I have returned her home.” A hush falls over the hall, and there is an echo in my head as Darrock turns with dramatic flair. I pause and turn left, checking intently to see if there is someone else beside me. But it’s just me. Darrock’s hand comes to my view and he waits for me to take it as he whispers, “Your Grace.”