The Heir And The Spare นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Bryan blurted out, “Why do you think I could even remember how she smelled? We didn’t have any closer interactions than shaking hands and social small talk,” “I’m sorry if you feel offended. Alright, difficult to describe over the phone. Let’s meet after you come back. Have a good vacation!” Bryan sighed after he hung up the call. Both as the heirs of a family business, Vincent had a tougher life to get what he deserved as the heir than him, of course with a higher wealth level too. As the sole heir of S&T group, he had a happy family and did not take much to get control of the law firm business. Vincent, on the other hand, was the “forgotten son” for years wandering in the UK, with a depres

“Young master Arden von Romanov.” “I told you not to mention my family name,” a guy who was in his late teens complained as he walked towards the arena. “Forgive me, young master. However, it is included in your letter that you are sponsored by the Marquis and that you are the heir of Viscount Romanov. Being an adventurer is just a preparation for you to be a proper heir, therefore, you are still to be treated as an heir of a noble house,” the woman with glasses seated at the front of the arena explained.

“This is huge!” “Okay. Now lie down. I just said not to make it weird. Don’t act weird when he gets home. Just act normal, or he will know. Spade is like having a fifth sense.” “Right.” She dropped her head to the pillow and turned to me. “So, he’s a—” “Yeah. He has more rights than—” “Okay. Enough. Now you’re acting weird. Anyway, Lex’s heir is worth 50B, but Spade doesn’t seem to care about money. After I told him about it, he just joked about whether he would give me an heir or not.”

“Holy shit, Lyriana. You’re pregnant with the heir to both thrones. This is more than a scandal. This is a looming war waiting to happen.” I held intensely unto the edges of the windowsill. “I am aware.” “So what do you want to do?” she asked. “I am confused,” I said with a heavy hear. “Well… you better figure it out before someone else does.” She said as I hung up the call. My breath caught in my throat as I reread the letter. Alaric. Here. In the same palace. This was the same man that ruined the world I had. He owns the child I am carrying. He is the heir to Ardonia’s kingdom. Our rival kingdom

Brett smiled at Maven as if waiting for Maven to solve this tricky problem. Maven was surprised that Brett assigned this task to her. They made the plan to set Brett up, but he was too smart to fall for it. “It’s not that easy to fool the minotaurs. I can’t do it at my level. Anyway, now that you have Philip in your hands, why don’t you speak to them?” Brett nodded. He knew that he had to take charge of this matter. As the heir of the Spade family, his position was higher than Maven's. It would be unreasonable not to make an appearance.

His junior suddenly rose with such valor when Gabrielle was near Elea. In fact, if you pay close attention, Elea's body portion is very far from the type of woman she wants. His body is thin, his chest and buttocks also look flat. Not at all interesting, but that's precisely what managed to wake his junior. "Aish! Damn it. Why did you wake up at the wrong time anyway!" Gabrielle grumbled as she looked at her junior who was already standing up straight. His head suddenly became dizzy. Gabrielle knew that her juniors needed a place to take shelter. But he remembered that he was alone.

Frankly, he was boring and useless, much like my older brother. I was really interested in speaking with his younger brother. All royal families were the same: there was the heir, and the spare. The heir was showered with the praise and attention and power, and the spare faded into the background. Once the heir started having children of their own, the spare was nothing more than a distant memory.

“What are you muttering among yourselves?” The room stilled for a breath, then one of the eldest councilmen, his silver hair catching the torchlight, slowly rose to his feet. His face was grave, yet tinged with something almost reverent. “This…” he said, his voice hoarse with age but steady enough to carry, “has never happened before. That the *spare* heir would find his fated mate before the heir himself.”

“Crane knows who you really are, Julian. He’s known for weeks. He’s just been waiting… watching… to see who else figures it out.” Julian’s stomach tightened. Aiden stared at him. “You mean…” Oliver nodded. “Yes. He knows you’re the heir.” Clarissa stepped forward, and said in a hard voice. “Then why hasn’t he done anything?” “Because,” Oliver said slowly, “he’s not the type to eliminate the heir. He’s the type to use him.” Julian’s breath caught. “He wants to control you, Julian. Put you in Harold’s place, clean up the mess, and make it look like VanDermere Global is being saved from within. You’ll be his puppet, his perfect distraction while he tightens his grip on the company.”

'Anna, you-‘ 'And listen, I don't need your help! so, just ignore me, I'm just your servant, never be more than that, especially your bitch!' Anna said in a cold tone. And her words were more than enough to make Liam completely silent and stunned by it. She immediately left with emotional steps, leaving Liam behind. And after Anna left, came from behind Liam, the sound of clapping and very loud laughter. ‘HAHAHA’ 'Wow, what an amazing scene! So dramatic! Liam Lawson, the young master and THE HEIR of the Lawson group, was just rejected by a servant, hahaha!'