THE INHERITANCE

THE INHERITANCE

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My name is Felix Vornic. At eighteen, I got the kind of gift everyone dreams of but no one actually understands: an empire. Yes - that one. Vornic Industries. Bionics, robotic surgery, the future of humankind - all under one signature: mine. Or at least, it was supposed to be. Then the ride home turned into a crater of fire and twisted metal. And when I woke up in the hospital - alive, unharmed, perfectly fine - I figured the universe was making a joke. Until I found out who died instead of me. Olarie. The man who raised me. The only one who ever really knew me. Dead. Since that night, nothing makes sense. My family knows more than they admit, the company hides secrets of its own, and the accident... wasn't an accident. And if someone wanted me dead, they really shouldn't get too comfortable. Because geniuses don't die easily. They just start playing smarter.
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