Stepping Into The Heir's Heart

Melainy received a message from Vincent after lunch. He is so old school, she thought. He typed each punctuation correctly in the text message and does not use any emoji. They met in Orchard Road and headed to Paragon shopping center because “a friend told me the stores there are quite nice.” “And expensive.” She added. “Just take it as my ‘thank you’ gift for sending me to hospital, Miss Pay.” He smiled gently, his eyes genuine and sincere. He took her to a few luxury brand stores, and eventually decided on a sand color off shoulder dress with tank top straps. The straps and should design outlined her shoulder beautifully. Staring at herself in the mirror, Melainy didn’t know where to put her hands. Someone put her hair down, now her black hair covered her shoulder, making her look more mysterious yet even more attractive. It was Vincent. He gazed into the elegant but shy young girl in the mirror and murmured, “Let’s get you a pair of high heels.” Before she even noticed, Vi

“I saw your email, and then immediately changed to an earlier flight back to Singapore.” Bryan, the partner of S&T Law Firm, grumbled while lying on the sofa of Vincent’s home, still in the Balinese batik shirt, “Why such a change on the contract?”Vincent handed him a glass of wine, “Could you please calm down first?”“I am calm and sober and rational. As your friend and your lawyer, I need to understand why you suddenly want to modify the contract last minute before sending it out. Have you heard of such stories? A billionaire suddenly requests to change the main beneficiary of his will to his female care worker…bloody hell, something must be going on.” Bryan finished the wine and put the glass on the coffee table. Vincent picked up the wine glass and put it in the sink of his open kitchen, “I think I found the right person…but sending her the original contract might just freak her out.”“You found your Miss Right?” Bryan giggled as he sat up, “Just joking. If she may freak out aft

The next day, Melainy received an email from Vaxo Group confirming her full-time return offer. As expected, she got selected into the “Management Associate Programme”, which consisted of 4 rotations and then straight after she would be promoted to assistant manager. She liked the salary too, 50% higher than the average in her cohort. Really a goodbye to her old days. Now she had a bit of savings from the part-time job, her internship, and the “salary” from Vincent. She could expect stable income from July. Last but not the least, she moved into a high-end apartment in CBD. Vincent’s apartment had three bedrooms, of which one now belonged to Melainy. She liked the french window which gave a lot of sunlight to the spacious room. The room also came with a queen size bed - something that she had never had in her 22 years of life. She put her Minnie Mouse toy right in the middle of the two pillows. “A new start.” She told herself, “But I shall never forget my past, and I shall work towa

“Which department are you in now?” Vincent asked while Melainy put a uni sushi into her mouth. Melainy had to speed up her chewing - now her puffy cheeks made her look like a hamster. Vincent snickered, purposefully staring at her so that she looked even more embarrassed. Finally she finished her sushi, “Operations. Just the first rotation.”“The heart of the company.” Vincent commented. Melainy did not really get why, but she happily took another Wagyu tartare offered by Vincent - he did not eat beef. Seeing Melainy so content with the food, Vincent suddenly felt so relaxed. He was never too particular about food. For him, there were only two types of food - hot or cold. He usually had the hot ones, but sometimes also appreciated the cold dishes such as sushi or tartrate. Same as his life - he grew up surrounded by affluent, at least middle or upper class boys and girls, but Melainy was like a cold dish - coming from a very humble family, yet a pleasantly surprised taste - well-educ

Bryan went to the charity gala with his mother, who always tended to be a bit overdressed.“Later if Ms.E shows up, could you bring me to say hi?” Bryan asked his mother in the car while they headed towards the gala. “Elena?” Bryan’s mother knew who her son was referring to, “Not someone I would purposefully or naturally want to socialize with.” She raised her chin. Coming from one of Jakarta’s old money Chinese families and a friend of Vincent’s mother, she did not really bother to make friends with Elena. “Please mom. I need to mingle with her for some..um…business reasons.”Bryan’s mother curled her lips and nodded. “She’s always well-dressed though. Always look effortless.”Elena showed up at the gala with a silver silk gown with a matching color embroidered handbag. She looked elegant, and as Bryan’s mother said, effortless. But the collar shaped necklace made of pearls and diamond showed her wealth and good taste discreetly. Age has treated her well - she looked like in her 3