The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)

Chapter 1290

Beverley's eyes widened with a mix of shock and intrigue. If those two rascals, Kane and William, could

pull off magic tricks, she definitely had to learn a thing or two from them.

Springing up from the couch, she announced, “I'm off to find Kane and William.”

As her figure receded, Aurelia's lips curled into a teasing smile, “When Beverley gets wind of the truth,

she's gonna be so steamed she’ll want to take a swing at William.”

Leopold sipped his tea, his eyes contemplative. Once Geoffrey was out of the picture, William could

finally drop the charade and be himself again.

In a secluded valley, hidden from the prying eyes of the world, sat a secret estate perched on the edge

of a cliff.

On the balcony, a man lounged in a wrought iron patio chair, indifferently savoring his drink. He was tall

and lean, with an unsettling pallor. His features were devilishly handsome, exuding an air of sinister

allure.

He reveled in the chilly winds that swept up from the ravine, which lent his delicate, almost effeminate

visage an extra touch of icy malevolence as if he were a vampire lord who had lain dormant for

centuries.

A woman approached him, “Boss, everything is in place for the battle. We're sure to beat Leopold this

time.”

The man, Geoffrey, let a sly, almost diabolical smile play across his lips, “If it weren’t for that fool,

Skyler, betraying us, Leopold would have been six feet under by now.”

“Mr. Skyler got seduced by Aurelia’s silver tongue. That woman has a way of wrapping people around

her finger,” the woman remarked.

Geoffrey popped a cherry into his mouth, a shiver of murderous intent radiating from within him, “A

femme fatale if ever there was one. If she had died earlier, how would Leopold have had the heart to

fight me?”

"That woman is Leopold's Achilles heel." The woman said. From NôvelDrama.Org.

“Luck's always been on her side, surviving a bomb and a fall into the ocean. It's not easy to take her

out. Now that AK Group is in dire straits, we can't afford a drawn-out battle. It has to be swift and

decisive.”

Ever since Tanya was confined to that isolated island, he had lost her financial backing and couldn't

afford a war of attrition.

After a pause, his voice dropped an octave, “Any word on Tanya?”

“No,” the woman shook her head, “Our people have been scouring the Caribbean, searching numerous

islands, but there's still no sign of her.”

A dark, ominous glint flashed in Geoffrey's eyes. “Keep looking.”

“The sea is vast, like searching for a needle in a haystack. It would be much easier if we had exact

coordinates,” the woman said.

Subject to rigorous training, Tanya intended to mold him into a heartless assassin. From a young age,

he was forbidden from forming attachments. The pets he'd secretly nurtured were cruelly forced from

him, and if he showed hesitation, he'd be locked away without food or water. Read at

But he had never known the joy of receiving a gift and had never celebrated a birthday. He had never

been taught what love was.