Alex And Marcus Lewis Inheritance Novels & Stories

"Sneaking in. I didn’t want to be spotted." Hayle frowned. "Sneaking in? Are you serious? You of all people?" Alex smirked. "What can I say? I like to keep a low profile." Hayle rolled her eyes. "Right. Mr. Lane’s grandson needs to sneak around." Alex ’s expression shifted slightly at her words, but he quickly masked it with a playful grin. "You caught me. But I’d rather not broadcast that fact." Hayle felt a pang of guilt as she recalled what she knew from her past life—that Alex would eventually inherit everything from Kurt Lane. But for now, that secret was still safe.

He looked at me with an earnest expression. "W-What do you mean, Sander?" What did he mean by that? "I might have said those hurtful, truthful words but I am still your first child. I will inherit your Alpha position of the Rising Diamond pack and be the next head of the House of Marquis Verlice." He stepped forward, looking up at me as if he could overwhelm me. "So, please don't make my cousin, Daniel, or my half-brother, Hezekiah, become the next heir." He bowed his head before me. "To summarize our negotiation, you will stay away from Mama from now on. You will never gain benefit from our negotiation. This is in fact to make you suffer." My eyes widened. "This is a unilateral discussion a

It was such a tiring day, no doubt, I didn't even do the house chores which I knew the head of maids would cold or even punish me. Well, I am in for that. What I just want now is to keep loving Alpha Lucas. I just want to stay strong in this hard time. Good things don't come easily, I remembered. I would do anything to have him. Before I got into a relationship with him, I thought about this. I disagreed at first, but it is what it is. "Everyone, the Alpha's mother wants us out there" My heart pounds fast when I hear the head of maids uttering those words.

Maxwell intended to listen for all of it. "Neutral," Maxwell repeated. "You know the history. Marcus Sterling and the Lee Group went to war over a subsidiary, the lawyers got rich, and my family lost a third of its value learning a lesson about picking fights with Sterling Industries." Damon said it lightly, like a man reciting someone else's story. "I was in university when it happened. I inherited the grudge along with the office furniture, and frankly, I have no use for either." Maxwell thought about it and said, "That's a very reasonable position. So you hold no grudges, huh?"

Leo nodded and disappeared down the stairs, his footsteps light and eager. Lydia and Adrian stayed on the balcony for a moment longer, watching the lighthouse beam begin its nightly sweep. The white light cut through the gathering dusk, a steady, rhythmic pulse that said *We are here, we are alive, and the way is clear.* The inheritance was finally settled. It wasn't found in the blood, the labs, or the towers. It was found in the salt of the sea, the soil of the gardens, and the eyes of the children who would never know the name of the man who tried to own the sun.

he replied . "You already decided and have your mind made up , why are you then letting me know now " he replied. "I didn't think you would want to oppose , who else is fit for the CEO title , it's Xavier's inheritance right?!" "Mee!!" Uncle Mark growled. "Me , it's my inheritance and not you or your scruffy looking son will take it away from me " "What are you talking about , Dad passed that inheritance to me " he replied. "Yes he did along with other valuables and assests!"

Tessa didn’t know if she should welcome that energy or brace herself against it. The lawyer flipped to the second page. “In summary,” he continued, “Mr. Marcus expressed deep concern for the wellbeing of his grandchildren. He stated repeatedly that they represented the future of the Langford lineage.” At the mention of the children, Ares’ gaze flicked barely, but enough to Tessa. She did not meet it. Could not. Not after everything. The lawyer went on. “Mr. Marcus leaves all liquid assets, properties, companies, investments, land holdings, businesses, shares, and intellectual estates…” He paused, inhaled, and read slowly and clearly. “…to the quadruplets: Kamal, Jamal, Beauty and Pretty Lang

he said, his voice a low, commanding rumble. The door opened, and a familiar face appeared in the doorway. It was Marcus, his cousin, his golden hair a perfect, beautiful halo in the soft, morning light. He had also returned to his post at Bliss Entertainment, a successful company in its own right, but one that was a subsidiary of Gray Corporation. The realization hit Marcus with the force of a physical blow: Alexander was not just his cousin, his rival; he was the official heir to the entire empire. This meant Bliss, his company, his life's work, now came under Alexander's control.

"I'm done listening to his lies." "Wait!" Marcus shouted as they pulled him to his feet. "Elena, wait! It wasn't my idea! It was Sophia! She's the one who wanted to take your inheritance!" I stopped and turned back to look at him. "What?" "Your father's inheritance," Marcus said quickly, desperate now. "The money you got when he died. Sophia said you were stingy and wouldn't share it with her. She wanted to take it all and make you suffer for not giving her what she thought she deserved."

Right when Alessandro and Julio started negotiating my marriage. Vincent looked at me. "Giselle, I'm going to be direct. Your adoptive parents left you the majority of their estate." I blinked. "What?" "The assets have been divided into two categories. Legacy operations, which include the underground businesses, and Legitimate holdings, which include real estate, port authority contracts, and liquid assets." He slid a paper toward Marcus. "Marcus, you inherit the Legacy operations. The casinos, the clubs, the loan sharking." Marcus grabbed the paper. Scanned it. His face went white.