Novel & Cerita The Heir Cast

"This isn't normal. The hospital has high confidentiality, which was one of the reasons Grandpa chose it in the first place." Battling my inner unease, I opened X, and the related terms had already started trending. [Can anyone tell me what's going on? #Heir to the Aesthete family appears.] [So Hailey is the heir to the Aesthete family, but who is Hailey? Has anyone heard of her? #Aesthete's secrets.] [The hospital photos are too thrilling. Did they really escape by speeding. #Reality more exciting than movies.]

answered Blake, who kept his eyes straight, looking at the wall across where he stood. Then, at least look at her when saying those words. Alise was about to cry, and she didn’t want any of them to see her. Alise didn’t want them to think she was ungrateful and such. But none of them thought of her that way. They knew she was just lost. “Then what am I supposed to do now?” Her voice wavered. “To ensure your protection, we’ll announce that the family’s heir is back. These seven boys have been trained for years and dedicated their lives to you. You’ll be attending Prestigious Academy. There, you will learn various things.”

Emeraude tried to soothe. "Explain this to me now?" Bree requested, now with a more controlled voice. "Well, I don't know where to start. I'm already two months along, and the father is Cassian St. Clair," Emeraude revealed, fidgeting with the ends of her hair and hearing the silence on the other end of the line. "Bree?" "I'm in shock right now," confessed Bree, her voice low. "You lucky girl! You're carrying an heir to a damn fortune," she added, making Emeraude laugh.

Doctor Hale grinned, looking smugly at Ethan. Frowning at Mr. Hester, Lawyer Frick scowled as he asked, "Did you say, Ethan Rider... the bastard of the Riders, who has caused such a scandal with the Simone and Walkers, kidnapping Nina Simone, the fiance to Charles Walker... that's the Ethan you want me to represent?" Just from his pissed expression, Mr. Hester knew that this was going to be his tenth rejection in a day, but he wanted to be optimistic for Ethan and Nina's sake, so he replied, "Yes. Look, we have the money to pay you-"

the dark-haired one looked at him with an animal and threatening gleam, "Fenrir is making you pay for all the sins you've committed in a thousand lives with this marriage." Karel laughed happily, releasing bursts of a coffee aroma even if he himself didn't notice it, excited to see his brother so stressed over an omega. "The devil came out of hell to greet mortals. He has black hair, smells delicious, and is your future husband," He patted his back casually, "Congratulations, heir prince; may the moon bless your union with a long and happy married life." Erwin ran his hand over his face and growled lowly. Right now, giving up his title as "Heir prince" doesn't sound so bad.

An heir. Some people even started calling him The Billionaire’s Heir—not just for his lineage, but because of his looks, charm, and ease with people. He was every bit the prince in the spotlight—yet the shadows of his past never quite left him. “The night is still young, Duke,” a voice called from behind him. “Why aren’t you down there, dancing with the girls?” He turned slightly and saw Addison, his cousin—twenty-six years old, the eldest daughter of Aunt Danica. She leaned casually against the doorframe, a glass of wine in hand, her dark red dress hugging her curves elegantly.

She stood up and the three supported her on the sofa. Lia lifted the hem of her dress. She was wearing cycling shorts so she lifted her dress up to her stomach. "Honeyss, meet My Ex-Husband's Heir." Lia introduced her unborn baby to her best friends. "Oh, so cute..." the three said at the same time when they saw Lia's bulging stomach. Together, they caressed her belly very sweetly. And then they introduce each other to Lia's baby. *** Lia's taste immediately got worse when she saw Ethan in the parking area of the Malditah Building.

“Front page of three entertainment sites. Two business blogs. And one political rag that should absolutely know better.” Zara sent the link. Alicia didn’t open it right away. She already knew what it would be. When she did, the photo stared back at her. Alex’s hand at her waist. Her head tilted toward him. The dance floor lights blurred just enough to make it intimate and undeniable. HEIR TO THE GEORGE EMPIRE REKINDLES ROMANCE WITH FORMER FLAME — SOURCES CONFIRM A CHILD IS INVOLVED Her stomach dropped. “They’re speculating,” Zara continued. “Nothing confirmed. But they’re circling.”

I didn’t need to turn around to know who said it. Father. His voice carried that familiar edge of contempt that had followed me since childhood. Mother sat beside him, silent but no less displeased, her lips were pressed thin, her eyes cold. “You had one task,” my father continued, his tone measured. “And now the Ward family is entangled with the Hale heir.” My hands curled into fists on my lap. Lucy Hale. The sole heir of the Hale fortune, the secret we’ve been guarding as a loaded gun. Father didn’t need to finish the sentence, I understood perfectly.