บททั้งหมดของ The Heir and the Fraud: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 6

The guy standing in front of me looked just like my mom, Claire Harrison.During the two years I was abroad, he'd effortlessly won over everyone around me.Right now, my fiancée and my best friend were both standing by his side, watching me warily—afraid that once I learned the truth, I'd throw a fit and lay a hand on Arthur Harrison."Cillian," Arthur said softly. "I didn't want to take anything from you, honestly. But in the two years since I came back to the Harrison family, I've heard a lot of things."I heard that you've been holding onto the shares Grandpa gave you, collecting massive dividends every year, but you never give Mom any money—and that's gotten her mocked by the other ladies in their social circle."I also heard that you refused to let Olivia manage the company, that you wouldn't just settle down and enjoy an easy life, so you and Olivia were always fighting."And even your best friend, Nathan—when he asked you to co-invest in a project, you wouldn't even agree

The tension in the living room noticeably lifted.But there was also a faint undercurrent of disappointment—none of them got the breakdown they'd been expecting. No crying, no begging, no hysterics.I looked at them."As for the shares—Grandpa gave them to me. If they're going to be transferred, he'll have to agree to it first. If you have something to say, you can ask him yourself at the board meeting in three days."Claire let out a scoff."He's my father. You don't seriously think he'd choose an outsider over his own flesh and blood, do you? Fine. I'll see you at the board meeting."I stretched, rubbed my brow, and headed to my room.When I opened the door, I found my room had been completely cleared out.All my things had been bagged up and tossed into the basement. The bedroom with its floor-to-ceiling windows and private bathroom had been turned into a storage room.They'd arranged for me to stay in the maid's room at the far end of the third floor. It was barely ten squ

Arthur snapped out of his shock. The mask of sweetness and obedience he'd worked so hard to maintain cracked wide open.He grabbed Claire's arm, shaking her."Mom, this isn't real. They're lying to you—say something! Fight back! Cillian must have bribed the lab. He was afraid I'd take his place, so he faked all of this."His voice started to tremble as he spoke."Why? I should be the Harrison heir. I should be the one..."I spent twenty-three years in the countryside! I finally got brought back, and now you're telling me I'm not a Harrison?"He turned to me. His eyes burned with manic jealousy."Cillian. You knew all along, didn't you? You watched me come back from that nowhere town, tiptoeing around, trying to please everyone."I thought I'd finally taken everything you had. I thought I'd won. And then you just kicked me right back down? Are you enjoying this?"I didn't say a word. I just looked at him, expressionless."That's enough." My grandfather stood up, his voice calm