The Heir And The Servant, Started From A Bet Mga Nobela at Kwento

She laughed as if she was expelling the foul air in her mouth. After she was done laughing, she continued, "Let's first start with Eva. Eve coming to look for me today was something I had not expected. I was waiting for my husband, Marcus, inside the cafe. The person that I was supposed to meet was also Marcus and not Eva. However, Eva was the one who came to meet me. The Shaw family has never treated their servants as servants, but they also have a limit, and would never let a servant interfere with the master's marriage, right? Servants are not inferior but are just people with different jobs. Of course, the servants also have the right to marry the masters because everyone is equal in thi

“Yeah well, the throne is vacant, and the law says…” “Anyone who challenges and kills the king becomes the king. And you killed the king, although there was no challenge you still did. So, my king. What can this loyal servant of yours do for you?” Servant, that word alone made me cringe. The prince laughed. “You have no clue what you are getting yourself into, do you?” he laughed, he was right, I had no fucking clue. “If your family could do it then it cannot be that hard. Now tell me, the money, where is it.” he sighed and walked back further into the cell.

“One day you’re going to beg for my kisses like they’re the only thing keeping you alive.” “In your wildest dreams.” He climbed out of the car and made for his room which was secluded from the main house. I was about to follow when Luca rushed down the stairs with a tablet in hand. “The headline was posted a couple minutes ago,” he said, showing me the screen. ‘FROM HEIR TO SERVANT: How Billionaire Heir Fell From Grace’. A picture of Jade cleaning the table at the dinner we just left was attached under it. The news was on every front page, already becoming the most searched article in less than ten minutes.

Sorry Valerie, I thought Sam was completely a thing of the past and I didn't want to open healing wounds by talking about it" he replied. "Awwn Gabe, I understand" I say. "Now enough about me, what's going on in your life?" he said, wiggling his eyebrows. "Haq! annoying stuff. Stephano got one of the maids pregnant" I said. "Oh wow! what's going to happen now? that's the heir right?" he said in shock. "Yeah, that's the heir. The maid Bianca is trying to take my place in the mansion" I said angrily.

Richard snorted coldly, “You’ve won, and you can stay at the Hill family.” “And then?” “What then?” Thomas smiled, “Don’t pretend that you don’t know, Grandpa. When you were betting with me last time, you said that you would serve me tea and apologize if I won!” All of a sudden, the scene became awkward. Richard knew that there was such a thing, but he had not mentioned it all the while. He thought about fooling everyone, but Thomas did not intend to let him go. ‘The betting contract was set, and there were so many people who witnessed it. So, this is impossible for me to deny.

Their smirks were the last thing he saw. Somewhere, far from the church in a remote castle, the shadow around the room squirmed before slowly stretching out as two silhouettes walked out of it. It was the Duchess and her butler, who also served as her contracted partner. Her family members were nowhere to be seen. "Mistress, was it wise to antagonize the heir so openly again? If he even has half the talent of his father upon his awakening, he will without a doubt become a powerhouse. In the first place, is it possible for a Blessed to not become powerful?"

The crowd went silent, and the man who bid for me smirked and looked at me with malicious stare. “One hundred thousand, no more other bid?” the announcer asked and the men looked around and some were looking at each other. After a couple of seconds of silence, a man spoke. “One hundred five thousand.” “One hundred eight thousand dollars.” “One hundred ten thousand.” A man insisted. “A hundred and fifteen thous—“ “One million dollars.” A deep voice was heard and as if it resonated in the room due to the high amount he just uttered. It shocked the crowd as well as me, totally not believing how someone could spend a million for a servant.

At first I paid no heed to his words, as all of my attention was focused on his look and body build, but then ut dawned on me, he had just called me a fucking servant. “A servant?” I blotted out, genuinely annoyed about those words, what part of me illustrated I was a servant. I scanned through myself that instant, yeah well I didn't look more like a crown heir's wife but neither did I look like a servant. I had a regular floral gown on with my hair folded up into a rough bun. Lira hadn't of late being interested in making me look my best and I had no fucking idea how to do that. I watched him bend slowly after saying that and coming back up with my bra in his hand. I looked into my hands ha

Grandma asked "There's no even need for that. The first and last one are quite easy but the second one is going to be a bit difficult so if you can pass the other two stages and meet the exact requirement, you'll automatically become the heir or heiress. The person with the highest profit wins and it must be two companies" she added "So..... Who are we starting with? Since we have only one male here, starting with him won't be a bad idea. John Campbell, step forward with your ledgers" Grandma said and I heaved a sigh of relief

And somewhere beneath the soil, a new seed began to stir, waiting for the rain, waiting for the light, waiting to become something more. The heir had planted her tree. And now the next heir would do the same. THE END