Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Heir My Lost Son : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Nora barely remembered the drive home.The streets of London passed outside her car window in a blur of lights, buses, and hurried pedestrians, but she barely noticed any of them.Her hands remained tightly wrapped around the steering wheel. “Mummy?” The little boy's voice kept playing inside her head.Nora swallowed. She had heard it clearly. OeThere was no mistaking it.But children said strange things. Especially children who were too young to understand the weight of their words.Maybe he had mistaken her for someone else. Maybe someone in the house had mentioned his mother. Maybe the birthmark was simply a coincidence.There had to be another explanation. There had to be. Nora pulled into the small parking area outside her apartment and turned off the engine.For several seconds, she simply sat there. The silence inside the car felt heavier than the noise of the city.She closed her eyes. Immediately, the image returned.A little boy standing at the top of a staircase.Dark hair.

Nora spent most of the morning trying not to think about the Sterling mansion. It was difficult.Every time her mind wandered, she saw the same image. A little boy standing at the top of the staircase.A tiny crescent-shaped birthmark beneath his left ear. And one word. Mummy.She had barely slept the previous night. Yet when morning came, Nora had forced herself out of bed, dressed for work, and reminded herself that she had a life to live.Whatever had happened yesterday was nothing more than an uncomfortable coincidence.At least, that was what she wanted to believe. She was halfway through her coffee when her phone rang.“Hello?” “Good morning, Miss Hayes.” Nora recognized the voice immediately.“Good morning.” “This is Mr. Sterling's assistant. I'm calling regarding your appointment today.”Nora frowned. “Today?” “Yes. Mr. Sterling would like to review the renovation plans with you this morning.”She glanced at the clock. “I thought the meeting was tomorrow.” “There has been a ch

The next morning, Nora arrived at Sterling Enterprises earlier than usual.She had spent most of the night working on the renovation proposal and had barely slept. The project was becoming more demanding than she had expected, but she didn't mind.For the first time in a long while, she felt like she was building something for herself.Her own career.Her own future.She didn't want anything connected to Adrian Sterling to change that.She stepped out of the elevator and adjusted the strap of her handbag.The reception area was already busy.Employees moved quickly through the glass corridors, carrying files and coffee cups while phones rang around them.Nora had visited the company's main office only once before.The mansion was quiet.This place was completely different.It was alive.Powerful.Everywhere she looked, there were signs of the empire Adrian Sterling had built.She approached the reception desk.“Good morning.” The receptionist smiled. “Good morning, Miss Hayes.” “I have a meetin

Nora noticed something was wrong with Mia. She just didn't know what.It was Saturday afternoon when Mia finally agreed to meet her.They sat at a small café not far from Nora's apartment, the same one they had visited countless times over the years.But today, something felt different. Mia barely touched her coffee. Nora noticed.“You're not drinking.” Mia looked down at the cup. “I am.” “You've been stirring it for ten minutes.”Mia laughed softly. “You've been watching me?” “I know you.” Mia finally took a sip. “Happy?” “Very.” Nora smiled.For a moment, neither of them spoke. Then Mia's phone vibrated. She glanced at the screen.Her expression changed. It was quick. Almost unnoticeable. But Nora caught it.“Who was that?” “No one.” “Mia.” She slipped the phone into her bag. “It's nothing.” Nora frowned.“You've been saying that a lot lately.” Mia smiled. “You're becoming suspicious.” “Maybe I am.” M

Mia stayed at Nora's apartment that night. She sat curled up on the sofa with a blanket around her shoulders, staring at the untouched cup of tea on the coffee table. Nora sat beside her. She didn't know what to say. There were some kinds of pain that couldn't be fixed with comforting words. “How long?” Nora finally asked. Mia looked at her. “How long what?” “How long has your mum been sick?” Mia lowered her eyes. “Almost a year.” Nora's heart sank. “A year?” “I found out last year.” “And you never told me?” “I wanted to.” “Then why didn't you?” Mia took a slow breath. “Because you were barely holding yourself together.” Nora frowned. “I could have been there for you.” “I know.” “Then why?” Mia looked at her. “Because I watched you spend five years trying to survive what happened to you.” Her voice softened. “I couldn't bring another problem to your door.” Nora's eyes filled with tears. “You're not a problem.” “I know.” “Then don't ever make that decision for me again.” Mia smi