Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE HEIR I USED TO BE: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

MayaTuesday night arrived with the weight of inevitability.I changed outfits three times. Sophie sat on my bed offering commentary that ranged from helpful to deliberately unhelpful."The red dress says I am confident and sexy. The black dress says I am elegant and untouchable. The blue dress says I cannot make decisions." She handed me the red one. "Wear this. Adrian already knows you are smart. Show him you are also brave.""Brave is showing up when you are terrified." She stood, zipped up the dress. "You look gorgeous. He is going to forget his own name when he sees you."Adrian arrived at exactly seven. He stood at the door in a dark suit that probably cost more than most people's monthly salary. But it was his expression when he saw me that made my breath catch. Not surprise. Recognition. Like he was seeing exactly who he expected."You look stunning," he said simply."Thank you. You look very nice too."The restaurant was different this time. More intimate. A private room with

MayaThe partnership launch was scheduled for three weeks from now.I sat in the Lawson Corporation conference room surrounded by marketing teams, product designers, and Adrian's top executives. The energy was electric. Nervous. Everyone understood this launch would define both companies for years to come.Adrian stood at the head of the table presenting our timeline. He was in full CEO mode. Sharp. Focused. Completely different from the man who kissed me three nights ago."We go public with the announcement next Monday," he said, clicking through slides. "Traditional press release. Followed by interviews with major business publications. Maya and I will handle those together.""Together?" Richard Moore's replacement, a woman named Linda Chen, raised an eyebrow. "Is that wise? Given the personal relationship rumors?"The room went quiet. Everyone looked at Adrian. Then at me. Waiting to see how we handled the question everyone was thinking."The personal relationship rumors are not r

MayaThe press conference was a success.I sat in my office the next morning reading reviews. Business journals praised the partnership. Analysts projected strong returns. Social media buzzed with excitement about the Lawson-Frost collaboration.And Richard Moore's lawsuit was being dismissed as sour grapes from a disgruntled former employee."You crushed it," Sophie said, walking in with coffee. "Every major publication is calling you brilliant. Strategic. A force to be reckoned with.""They are calling me lucky," I corrected, reading another article. "Lucky timing. Lucky that Adrian was willing to move up the announcement.""Lucky is what jealous people call preparation meeting opportunity." She set the coffee on my desk. "You made a choice. You controlled the narrative. That is not luck. That is power."My phone buzzed. Adrian.Good morning. Have you seen the coverage?I replied: *Reading it now. We did well.We did better than well. We dominated the news cycle. Richard looks like

MayaAdrian arrived at five thirty exactly.I watched from my bedroom window as his car pulled up to the Lawson estate. He stepped out wearing a dark suit that managed to look both professional and effortlessly expensive. This was Adrian meeting my family as my boyfriend. As my business partner. As someone who casually used words like love."Stop staring and come downstairs," Sophie called from the hallway. "You look gorgeous. He is going to forget his own name. Again."I took one last look in the mirror. Black dress. Simple but elegant. Hair down. Makeup minimal. I looked like Maya Lawson. Not the ghost who cooked David's dinners. The real version.Adrian was waiting in the foyer when I came down. His expression when he saw me made my breath catch."You look stunning," he said simply."You clean up well yourself.""I am terrified and trying to hide it." He smiled. "Meeting the family. This is a big step.""It is. My father will interrogate you. James will threaten you. It will be unc

MayaMonday morning arrived with the weight of inevitability.I sat in the Lawson Corporation conference room waiting for the board meeting to start. My father was at the head of the table. James beside him. The board members filed in one by one. All eyes on me.This was it. The moment I gave my answer about becoming CEO."Good morning," my father said once everyone was seated. "We are here to discuss the accelerated leadership transition. Maya, the floor is yours."I stood. Smoothed my skirt. Looked at the faces around the table. Some supportive. Some skeptical. All waiting."Three months ago, I walked into this building as someone most of you did not know," I began. "I was Robert Lawson's daughter. An unknown quantity. Someone who had been absent from the business world for three years."A few nods around the table."In those three months, I identified and corrected a sixteen million dollar problem. I secured a partnership with Frost Enterprises. I handled a frivolous lawsuit with s