Novel & Cerita The Decillionaire Heir

I responded desperately. “Spend the night with me.” His voice descended with a tremble, and my eyes widened with shock. “$10 million! Spend the night with me, and the money is yours.” He added, and I froze. Silence hovered over the atmosphere with everyone frozen at the same spot they stood. $10 million! My mind drifted off as the doctor's words from this afternoon came flooding down my memory. Your mother needs surgery right away, or she won't make it past tomorrow!!!

"It never was." Before Dominic could respond, another voice echoed from deeper in the hall. "Enough." Scarlett's heart froze. A tall older man stepped into view. Silver hair. Sharp features. Eyes as cold as Dominic's. Charles Kingsley. Dominic's father. The man who controlled the empire from the shadows. He looked at Scarlett for a long moment. Then said the words that made the room go silent. "She looks exactly like her mother." Scarlett's breath caught. Her mother?

"My brother wasn't working alone. The mining operation he was planning—the one your grandfather died trying to stop—it was funded by a consortium of international investors. They're still out there. And they've found another partner to carry on where Kael left off." "Vance Legacy," Riley said. "Vance Legacy is a front. A shell company designed to hide the real players." Vivian pulled out her phone, swiping through documents. "I have names. Bank accounts. Emails. Everything my brother kept—and he kept everything, because he was paranoid and meticulous in equal measure. I can give you the evidence you need to stop them for good." "In exchange for what?"

“Could you please hold on? I'll be heading to the hospital now. You could continue with the treatment and I'll bring the payment—” "We've given enough grace, Miss Hart,” the doctor cut in. "No deposit, no treatment.” Before I could say another word, the line beeped dead. Mr. McConaughey who had overheard every single word, scoffed. I turned to see him smirking. “What's the problem?" I asked. "You can’t pay for your son’s schooling, yet you still want to keep that old woman alive?” Je shook his head. “She's already at her end, Miss Hart. I'd advise you let her die and focus on what's more important—your child.”

A ripple of curiosity spread around the table. He continued, “For decades, Blake Industries has thrived on innovation and legacy. But a true legacy isn’t built on power—it’s built on people. On family.” He paused, glancing briefly at Maya before lifting the envelope. “As of today, I’m officially naming my son, Liam Ethan Blake, as the future heir and principal shareholder of Blake Industries.” Gasps filled the room. One board member, Mr. Dorsett, leaned forward. “Sir, forgive my bluntness—but he’s a child. Surely this isn’t standard procedure?”

"You have no right to be here." "Right?" He laughed, but there was no warmth in it. "I have every right. You’re my daughter – the last of the Arzeus line. And this boy" – he gestured to Clyde – "is the only heir to a fortune worth billions. He doesn’t belong here, playing in dirt with wooden toys." Clyde hid his face in Katya’s side, clutching his latest carving – a small jaguar he’d been working on for days. "He belongs with me," Katya said firmly. "Where he’s safe, where he can be a child."

I held Shaira’s hand. I don’t know, but the Shaira in front of me is so different now. She’s been through so much at Jerome’s hands. She exhausted herself for a love where she was the only one fighting. “Justine is the only heir? Isn’t Dustine also an heir?” Shaira and I exchanged glances. I gave a bitter smile. “You’ve always been so nosy. I never said Justine was the only heir; I said Justine is one of them.” I even tickled Manager Kim’s neck as she sat next to me on the sofa.

He held their hands and walked them to the stage before taking the microphone again. "Lol, I know I was funny, I can swear that this is the first time I acted that way in my entire life, Hannah, are you sure you are not controlling me? I'm now acting like a baby sick in love, hahaha." He laughed. "Okay, time to be serious, you see these two people, they are my biggest strength, yeah these past days has been hell for us, but together, we survived and we are going to survive more and more obstacles and we are going to fight till the very end, my Champ, my unknown Heir, if this should be a story, I will title you, the Billionaire's Unknown Heir, I so much love you, my child." Clark stated and k

he kept on glaring at me, perhaps he thinks that would piss me off. "This isn't the behavior of the future heir to the Brown Construction Inc. get your shits together because I wouldn't be around to clean them after you all the time" I said as calmly as I could when I know how pissed at his behavior I am. "I already told you I have no interest in your successor, I have no interest in the company, you can't tell me what to do and I never asked you to clean after me. Why don't you let the media and the people see the kind of person that you are. A controlling freak!".

None of the pictures had her face. "Should I post this online? " He said and I stopped to look at him. Was he challenging me? "Just think about posting " I said, coming closer to his chair where he was sitting. "I will kill your daughter," I said looking straight into his eyes. I knew I wouldn't. I just wanted to check if he knew where she was? There was no change in his facial expressions. He smiled at me and said. "The youngest Billionaire of Titan Industry with his girl" As soon as he finished speaking. I choked my own Saliva. My girl?