From Illegitimate To A Zillionaire Heir Novels & Stories

he said. She smiled sadly. “It was. Before they took it from you.” Elijah Vale felt something stir inside his chest. Anger. Confusion. A sense of being lied to his entire life. “You’re telling me,” he said carefully, “that I’m a billionaire heir.” “Yes.” “And people died to keep it secret.” “Yes.” His lips curved into a humorless smile. “Then they shouldn’t have told me.” THE TRAP TIGHTENS Back at the penthouse, Elena burst into the study without knocking.

"Do you think you're worthy?" "Edgar, I don't know whether to call you naive or stupid." "In the three years I was gone, under Father's care, you only managed to become a regional manager." "Now that I'm back." "Not only am I the group heir appointed by Grandfather, owning shares second only to Father's, but I also have my mother's family support." He raised an eyebrow. "Oh, and by the way, I'm also the heir to The Easton family." "What do you, an illegitimate son, have to compete with me?"

The moment my mother in-law uttered that word, I coughed so hard and almost choked on the food I was eating. The Heir reveal is like a ritual that every legitimate son of the Seattle's must partake in to be legible for a part in the will of Mr Seattle. This was like a dream come true for Kai since he was the only one without a child amongst his brothers and to add to his joy, he's the first to have a male child.

He leans forward, elbows resting on his knees “My mom and Casper had an affair years ago and I was the result of that. But in order to preserve the family name, he couldn’t marry her or acknowledge me publicly. I am an illegitimate child or so they say.” “So he just… ignored you?” “Pretty much” He shrugs and I stare at him trying to process everything. “But now that he’s gone, the truth came out” He says quietly “And suddenly you’re the long-lost billionaire son” “Something like that” I shake my head slowly. None of this seems real. It sounds more like a scene straight out of a movie. But this is my life. It’s always been like this. Filled with drama no matter how hard I try to avoid it.

You could say my father was unimpressed with how I turned out—a girl. He thought someone like me would never be fit to inherit the dirty money the Bennington Legacy has. As if I’d want my hands on it. So he took in a kid who survived the streets through thick and thin; pick-pocketing, breaking houses, and even killing. A kid like Caesar with no background and parents to hold him back, was the perfect heir. “Father overdid it . . .” he blows on one of the wounds and I swallow the bile in my throat.

“He didn’t hurt you and that’s what matters. You are Nathaniel Madden, Fredrick Madden’s heir…” ********** Present Time************ In the 48-floor building where Nathaniel’s office was located, he looked out at Gem Hills’ skyline as he thought about the journey of his life from the lowly son of a drunk to the heir of the 6th richest diamond merchant. His tentacles spread far and wide and in 15 years he increased Fredrick’s wealth by 100 folds. He felt like an imposter. Worse yet he hated the man he didn’t know was his father all these years. He hated his mother more for being a whore.

She was laying quietly in the ICU as if she were sleeping. Her father, Robbert Jenner, had transferred the Fulton family’s wealth and took their business as his own after her maternal grandparents died under mysterious circumstances. Her mother, the heiress of the Fulton family, had been thrown into an asylum after her husband had gotten his hands on her inheritance. Robbert moved his business to Northwell and married Sarah’s mother, Jasmine Teller. Sarah then became the heiress of the Jenner family. And Zoey became a lowly illegitimate daughter. Zoey held her mother’s hand and talked to her softly.

It looked like a birth certificate, but it was accompanied by a sealed, illegal transfer of guardianship. "Three years ago, one of her extortion targets—a young heir from a disgraced European tech family—went completely bankrupt trying to pay her off," Julian revealed, his voice dropping to a grim, haunting whisper. "He was desperate. He had a newborn son. A boy who, by a horrific stroke of genetic coincidence, possessed the exact dark hair, pale skin, and bone structure of the Vaughn bloodline." The air completely rushed out of my lungs.

My mom, Elizabeth, was thrilled because I wouldn't have to spend any of my trust funds or get any student loans. My parents were never married and my dad died not long after I was born. I was the result of an extramarital affair on my dad's side. He had been wealthy enough that he had a will. The will provided a substantial inheritance to each of his biological children, no matter if illegitimate or not. So even though I was never allowed to meet my half-siblings or dad's side of the family, I was nicely provided for. I wasn't rich, but the inheritance would let me buy my first home without the need for a loan.

Now that would bring troubles. "That..." Mikhail took a deep breath. "Hamiltons never owe anyone. From my understanding of what grandpa said... Ms. Hopkins is entitled to a lot of money... I mean she might be richer than you... I mean your Fitzgerald wealth. But if you return, you will be easily a billionaire as a reigning monarch. There really is a stash of treasure..." Mikhail stopped seeing Jeremy, not listening to him anymore. Jeremy sank into his thoughts. "Any other heirs... illegitimate claims?" Jeremy looked at Mikhail.