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I said, the words tasting like ash. "Do you know what it is?" he pressed, his voice a low thrum that vibrated in the quiet room. My mind flashed to before. My father's vague warning about a "secret inheritance" tied to my marriage to Enid. He’d never given details. I’d been too angry, too desperate to escape, to ask. I swallowed, my throat dry. "What other inheritance? It’s the one you’re sitting on." I gestured weakly at his chair, at the empire of Kane Global surrounding us. "That seat belongs to me. That’s what he promised, and you already have it."

He said to her and her heart missed a beat at the thought. “I can only do the little I can, so whatever secret you know you have, …” He said. “I don’t have any secrets.” She snapped at him and he could say no more.

He looked at the three of us his mother, his father, his father standing together the way they'd stood at a hundred railings, a hundred Saturday mornings, a hundred dinner tables. "Full circle," he said. "Not finished," I said. "No," he said. "Never finished. Just complete enough to keep going." He smiled the real one, fully his now, belonging to no one else. "Come on," he said. "I'm buying dinner. Everyone." And we went. THE END The Don's Secret Heir A novel For the women who kept the bottles in their second drawers. And for the children who grew up deciding before they could talk.

What if she gets to know and exposes my secret to the public? I would not want anyone to know about my secret because of the kind of man I am in the society. Even if she does not do that, I would not want her to be childless because of me. I guess I would have to end this marriage so she would not be bound and childless because of me. PRESENT TIME:

“You’ve finally uncovered my deep, dark secret. Am I that obvious?” “Not very,” she admitted. “But I watch people. It’s my curse. And you get a certain look when you say her name. All careful. Like you don’t want to give anything away.” Seren let out a breath that could pass for a shy laugh. “Maybe I am a bit of a fool,” he said. “For someone above my station.” Lucy’s mouth twisted. “Well,” she said. “Hate to break your heart, but you’re wasting your time.”

“You don’t get to stand here and act like a victim, Victoria. You knew exactly what this engagement was.” " Just stop playing the victim here Victoria" he said not turning to look at her. " Oh wow I'm playing the victim you say. Drake you know, I agreed to all this for your image but I won't let you humiliate me. What do you want people to think of le when they find out about your "Secret"? Worst of it all with your office boy" She said her nose flaring in anger. " Leave! I said leave Victoria! I'm not having this conversation with you."

Never wanting to look back, i made a step forward to his office door to make my leave but deep inside my heart and despite the decisions of my rational mind, I'm still hoping for him to call me and apologize and say he never meant those words, like it was all just a misunderstanding. But he didn't. It wasn't. Leaving his life means burying a little secret that ought to grow in my womb. Because little did he know, I'm carrying his heir... the billionaire's heir.

I turned, Hendrix moving with me in time to nearly crush into Ryan Hallister, the heir to the Hallister empire. All families and women pulled nothing but sharp claws when it came to this man. He was the sole heir to one of the largest and most influential families in the game. And it was all his when his father kicked the bucket. We had been to their home a handful of times. Him and Storm were sworn enemies, it was funny to watch really. I had always had a thing for him until I discovered he was one of the men my father had been considering for my marriage. “Buddy,” He clamped his large hand on Hendrix’s shoulder, a fat smile on his face.

"Your Honor, my son has suffered so much! He married her, and for five years, our family practically took care of her for nothing!" What? Wiping her tears, she said, "This woman is so deceitful! When she married my son, she hid that she was the heiress of Shalton Group, making my son endure hardship with her. Now that my son's in trouble, she walks away. How is that fair?" What? Emily said, "Exactly! She spent extravagantly during the marriage. I know she has handbags worth millions, which should count as marital property and must be divided!" What?

"Exactly. With my son's capability, even without her, we will live perfectly fine." Harrison parted his lips, but in the end, he said nothing. The loss of his clients, the suspension of his promotion, his maxed-out credit cards... he couldn't voice a single syllable of these things. His pride wouldn't allow it. He grabbed his car keys, turned around, and slammed the door as he left. Heidi watched his departing figure and let out a sigh. "Harrison is just too sentimental. Give it a few days, and he’ll figure it out."