His Secret Heir His Deepest Regret Novels & Stories

and why can he meet him? Looking at their confused faces, Secretary Alberto glanced at them and simply said. “Oh. I forgot to answer your question back then. What I mean was that you just offended someone you should never have. That man, you didn’t allow to enter, was the chairman’s only son and future heir of the Heirta Corporation. Lucas Levin Heirta.” Secretary Alberto turned his back but had caught a sight of the terrified faces of the guards. Their faces had turned ghostly pale and their knees tremble. In that moment, they already knew their future.

I flipped to the last entry. > *I fear this will be my final note. The man I once trusted is no longer the same. He wants the estate, the name, and the legacy. I’ve hidden the truth where no one will find it unless they are of my blood. To my granddaughter—if you find this, be cautious. Love will guide you, but betrayal always lingers in the shadows.* I sat back, my legs giving out beneath me as I sank into the velvet chair. A secret. A betrayal. And a mystery passed down through generations.

This could be your life, Alisha, a voice in my head whispered. If you play your cards right, you could belong here. Forget Nadia’s plan…this is your chance to rewrite your future. If only I could get Richard to have sex with me then I will bore his child and become also part of the inheritance of the Garrison wealth. But then another thought crept in, darker and more pressing. What if they find out? What if Richard discovers the phone I had hid or the recorder under his desk? No he cannot find out about the phone because the last time I checked his office there wasn't a camera and I had lied to Richard when we were out of his office.

"All these years, all this time, I thought you were just a fool. A pathetic, insecure little man who couldn't handle our father's legacy. But you're worse. You're a coward. You're a liar. Tell me! How did you do it? How did you kill him?!" Gregory’s eyes were wide, bulging with fear, but a flicker of a twisted, triumphant smile played on his lips. He was a cornered rat, but he was a rat who had just delivered a fatal blow. He had won the final round, and he knew it. He had a secret that would haunt Hades for the rest of his life, a secret that would poison his heart and his mind, a secret that would make him question everything he had ever believed in.

Before Her Heir. Sienna’s breath caught. “Her Heir,” she whispered. Harvey’s face paled. “No. No, Sienna, you don’t understand. It’s not just about the bloodline. It’s what you’re meant to do with it. You’re not just the heir... you are the one who will either break the curse or become its next victim.” Sienna looked at the journal again, her heart racing. The final words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain: Her Heir. Her destiny had just been laid bare before her, and she had no idea how to stop the storm that was about to break.

Victoria choked out, her breathing coming in fast, shallow gasps. A sharp, agonizing pain stabbed through her chest as the horrifying truth settled into her brain. The man she had mocked, the man she had thrown into the street like trash, the man she had helped her brother hunt down like a dog... was the rightful heir to the largest private fortune on the Eastern Seaboard.

"Cody, what nonsense are you spouting? There's nothing between Scott and me except work." Cody went limp and dramatically leaned against her shoulder with all the fragility of a glass figurine. "Vi, don't lie to me. I've known for a while now. Mr. Secretary is the legitimate heir of the Colsons, the richest family around! "He gave up being a scion to work as your secretary. If it's not because he loves you, what other reason could there be?" I listened from the side, my eyes widening in shock. What on earth was he talking about?

I held back…I stayed quiet… “All this time, Night,” he said, sighing as he leaned back against the bonnet of his car. “All this time…I have never lied to you or kept things hidden from you. My life… it is an open book. Not once had I ever thought of lying to you or hurting you in any way, but did you think about that when you decided to keep such a big secret from me? No. You didn’t. You kept one of the biggest secrets of your life from me. And do you even know how this makes me feel, Night? I was the other person! I was the one stealing you away you’re your fiancé. And no matter what you say, people will only believe this truth!” Regret washed over me as if ice water had been thrown over my

Secrets even he didn’t know he owned. He went straight to the Blackwell genealogy folder. She was right. It was all there. Each generation tracked. His great-grandfather’s secret heirs. His uncle’s death—not an accident. His cousin—“lost at sea”—body never recovered. Only one name remained unchecked. His. A red circle around it. Juliette’s handwriting. To be eliminated. Alec backed away slowly. His entire life had been a setup. His empire? A chessboard. And he was the last king standing.

When he turned sharply to face me, his grey eyes almost piercing through me, I gulped despite myself. “I want the secret your father couldn’t give me,” he said plainly.“I know your family has an heirloom that has been passed down generations. And I know your father gave this to you before he died.” I almost choked in anger. “I don’t know what you’re talking –”