Novel & Cerita Hawthorne House Inheritance Games

"Anyway, the hag's already poisoned the old man, and she will be banishing Helen Lane and Frank Lawrence in a few days. At that point, I'll be the sole heir of the family, and you can ask for any compensation you like!" As Gable puffed himself up proudly and clapped his own chest, Sohil nodded repeatedly in approval and held a glass of whisky by Gable's lips. "Go on. A toast—to the new head of the Lane family!" Gable chugged it without hesitation and wobbled as he rose to his feet. "Well, I'm not going to stay—I need to check in with the hag, though it's only a matter of time before Helen Lane and Frank Lawrence will be gone."

The thought of someday having a family with these four men, carrying their children, continuing both the Maxwell and Blackthorne bloodlines, felt simultaneously terrifying and right. "That's... something to consider," I managed, feeling heat rise in my cheeks. Fin's grin was wicked as he caught my reaction through our bond. "Something to look forward to, you mean." I rolled my eyes, though I couldn't help smiling back. "We have quite a few things to handle before we start thinking about pups." "True," Liam agreed, though his green eyes held a softness that made my heart skip. "Reclaiming your heritage comes first." After dinner, we retired to the library where Alpha Maxwell had gathered the

Therefore, it was proof that no one else could possibly own it. Using another account, I posted again: "Admin Blake, this is me, the girl everyone flamed online as a gold-digger. I’m exposing my ex-boyfriend, Ryan Cooper, as the real leech. He used my family card to buy gifts for my roommate. The bracelet on the stray dog’s paw was his. I bought it for him myself. It's a limited edition. No one else could possibly own it." Screenshots of the family card charges and the purchase record were attached.

"Do whatever you want, but there are only two bathrooms outside!" The three men exchanged glances before scrambling into the house, shoving and jostling each other as they raced for the bathrooms. Amid the chaos, Myron lost out to Kevin and Hayden, who reached the bathrooms first. He bent over, clutching his stomach, and groaned. "Damn it! You two better hurry up! I told you not to drink so much wine, but no, you had to finish the whole bottle! Elijah, how can such a big house have only two bathrooms? That's ridiculous!"

Amy, As the only heir to your father's estate, we must inform you of an important condition related to your inheritance. Attached is a copy of your late father's will. You may already be aware of his different businesses, especially his ownership of Hawkes Businesses. However, it is critical that you understand the conditions upon which you may keep/hold control over his valuable things.

The smile formed on Sophia's face disgusted me though her eyes found mine for half a second before sliding away, Nathaniel didn't look at me all. They sat across the table and one of the maids poured more champagne into everyone's glass. Not long after the soup and main course Mr. Calloway cleared his throat. "As you're all aware, the estate of your father Richard Hartford Milano is the matter at hand." He opened a leather folder. "The properties, the holdings, the HF Group shares. As per Richard's will, inheritance passes to the first male heir who can prove lineage through a child if no other relatives remain…

He looked at Ava. "And I'm the real heir." The room went silent. Then Ava's father whispered the words that changed everything. "No..." Ava turned toward him. "Dad?" His eyes were filled with fear. "Ethan died nineteen years ago." Ethan smiled. "That's what I wanted everyone to believe." He pulled out a photograph. It showed three newborn babies. Ava. Aria. And Ethan. Ava stared at the picture. Three babies. Three heirs. Three secrets. And suddenly the lights went out again. A voice whispered through the darkness. "Now..." Marcus's voice. "...let the real game begin."

The kitchen was completely still. "Howard," she said. "Yes." "What is it called?" A pause. "Victoria named it," he said. "Before she died. She gave me the title along with the instruction to write it." He paused. "She named it in 2008 when she told me about the consortium clause and what she had done to protect you from it." He paused. "She said: call it The Ashford Inheritance. She said: because the inheritance is not the money and it is not the empire and it is not even the building. The inheritance is the story. The full story. Written so it can be read. Written so my granddaughter understands what she comes from and what she survived and what she built." He paused. "She said, that is the

Everyone’s phone went off at once. "What?" Liam’s fiancée, Chloe, frowned, moving closer to his side. I looked down at my phone. A blood-red scale appeared on the screen. [Welcome to The Last Zombie: Final Reckoning.] [Detected: 15 members of the Sterling family.] [Objective: Eliminate all zombies. The last player standing inherits the entire family fortune.] [Current Asset Valuation: $12.7 Billion.] The living room went dead silent. "What kind of sick joke is this?" Liam tried to close the app, but the screen wouldn't budge. "Who made this?"

"That's—" "The bare minimum. My father left me two hundred million. My grandfather three hundred before that. Our child will inherit similar wealth when I die. But only if—" he paused meaningfully, "—only if that child is legally, irrevocably established as a Hawthorne heir." "Which requires the DNA test."