The Heir: Back To The Beginning

Fifteen years later…“Ambroise enterprise had recently overpassed their greatest competitor in revenue, which makes—“Before the newscaster continued, Alise had shut the television off. Every time she heard the word “Ambroise,” it didn’t sound good in her ears, or it was because she had to keep hiding the truth. An ordinary-looking girl who is the daughter of the richest and probably the most influential man on earth. Though she liked her simple life. At some point, she didn’t care about her parents. But there were times she would get jealous of other kids. Wealth and Alise. She agreed that they didn’t get along with each other. Her life, as of now, was perfect. Simple and free. Well, this is how she had been living for the past fifteen years. Her first memory of her five-year-old self was waking up on the hospital bed. Alise White or her real last name, Alise Ambroise. White is her grandmother’s last name, which Alise decided to take even though it was not official. She had a reas

As the sun began setting, the mansion was filled with young men’s voices. Their shoes were aligned by the front door. Despite all that, Alise still locked herself inside the room. She dared not leave her room or go around the house for a short tour. She was still confused and trying to absorb everything. But it was too much for her. Alise could hear muffled voices by her door, and all the more it scared her. As long as she could remember, she had always been alone. Barely having a single friend or someone to talk to. Thus, meeting new people always scared her. What if they don’t like her? What if they don’t get along with each other?Alise sighed out loud, not knowing what she was doing. She wanted to go back home. She wanted to go back to her old life. She doesn’t want this fancy mansion or room or what. She wanted her grandmother, who was never coming back. Three knocks on the door, and Alise didn’t bother opening the door, knowing it was Randy who was calling her for dinner. “Mi

“Sir, it has been three days, and no matter how hard we try to convince Miss Alise to head over to the main house, she wouldn’t listen.” “Hm…she sure is stubborn like her mother,” the man laughed over the phone. The man coughs multiple times while Joshua purses his lips. “I’ll be there. It’s been years since I’ve last seen her. I should at least go see my daughter.” “Sir, are you alright?” “I’m fine, Joshua. Just a cough. I’m not going to die just like that. And didn’t I tell you to stop calling me, sir? I’ve raised you like my son.” “But…” “No buts. I promised your father that I’ll take care of you.” At a young age, Joshua Duke lost his father, who also served Franklin Ambroise as his bodyguard. Unfortunately, his father passed away because of an accident that was related to fifteen years ago. “Anyways, this old man needs to get some rest. Joshua, please take care of my daughter,” the man ended the phone call while Joshua sighed. “Yes, please get some rest,” Joshua ended the