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This was my battle and I will fight it alone. “You believe, huh, uncle? I will see how you do that. And who says bastards aren't heirs? I, Jessica Holly, is the heir to this empire. You bow to me!” I snarled at him. He uttered a scoff and dumped the papers on my desk. “These show the conditions to your access as the heir.” He said and I dropped my gaze to the papers. I picked them up and the first line made my legs wobbly. What?

he whispered as he looked at the dead that littered the ground with rage and guilt. The Priest rushed to him. “My Lord,” he fell on his feet before him. “Give me your commands.” The Heir pulled him up and turned to the survivors. “My name is Alaris. I am the Heir that was promised. Your suffering ends here!” Then he turned to the Priest. “Take me to the rest.” “Yes, My Lord.” The Priest bowed. Then he turned to the people and yelled. “The Heir is here!” They chanted back. “Saviour! Saviour! Saviour!”

As she stepped forward, her hand brushed the surface—and the book opened on its own. Pages flipped with invisible wind, landing on a single, ancient passage: “The phoenix is not born of ashes. She is born of betrayal. And when her flame chooses, it burns not for blood… but for truth.” A second page glowed beneath it: Names. Bloodlines. Truths. And then…A final entry: C-Alpha 00: Status — Confirmed Heir by Fire Next of Line: Undecided A final instruction blinked beneath: ‘Choose your successor.’ Her hand hovered over the glyph. Then—A scream echoed through the vault.

It wasn’t like I would be the one regretting it. No. That would be him. And by the time he realized it, I’d be walking away with ten billion in my account. A smug smile tugged at my lips. “Okay,” he said, turning back to the document. “Seven: No Forced Heir Clause.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he looked at me, clearly expecting an explanation. “Neither party is obligated to produce an heir within the duration of the agreement,” I clarified. Kieran had always wanted up having a child. I used to think he just wanted a piece of us to exist in the world… but now that he’d gotten another woman pregnant, it was obvious. He didn’t care who the mother was. He just wanted a child.

“It’s an order,” “No... no, I won’t. Please leave, “ I muttered silently, running my hands through my hair. “I won’t leave until we’ve had an agreement, young lady.” He said, pausing abruptly as if he wanted to think for a while. “Xavier is going to be the heir of my assets one day, and I wouldn’t want an incompetent lady to be by his side when the time comes,” he finished off with a chuckle. I let out a small gasp, gripping the fabric of my dress to keep my hands from trembling.

The door opened, and my breath caught in my throat. It was Helen. Helen—my best friend. I stared in disbelief as she smiled warmly and let him inside. My legs felt like they might give out, but I forced myself to move closer. I crept toward the window, careful to stay out of sight. Inside, they were standing close, too close. Helen’s hands brushed against his chest, and then he pulled her into his arms. Their lips met in a kiss so passionate it made my stomach turn. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t look away.

Nick asked as he held her by the waist. Celine put her arms around him and smiled up at him "It's a yes and will always be a yes Nick, I love you more than life it self and I will always want you and little Alice and more children to come"She said "I love you my crazy heiress"he said softly "And I too"Celine sighed as she gave him her heart and soul completely.

he called as softly as he could and got their attention when he got closer. Dean was surprised to see him. But he can't hide his happiness. He misses him after a week of not seeing him. He misses Sean terribly. "Bun, you're here! When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?" he exclaims happily using his pet name for him for the first time since they made up. Employees that are present at the lobby stare at their boss in astonishment. But what got their attention more is Sean’s presence. Sean, the infamous heir of Chairman Stuart Williams. The eldest son of the Williams. The heir of the Empire Group of Companies. The lost prince.

Margaret sneered. "Get a grip, Felix. That Vivian girl was just some commoner trying to marry into money. Getting rid of her bastard child is nothing but a benefit to this family." "Bastard?" Felix shot up, his eyes bloodshot. "Mom, do you have any idea who you killed?" He stood, trembling with rage. "Vivian was carrying the one and only heir to the Blackwood family!" Margaret's wine glass froze mid-air.

Cullen’s mother whispered. Hilarious. Because I already did. And then the thing spoke. The voice was… nothing. Not male. Not female. Not young. Not old. Just empty. “The Caller,” the Shadow Heir said. “You should not exist.” Wow. Hello to you too. Cullen growled. “Step back. Don’t come closer.” The Shadow Heir tilted its head like it was staring right at him—even with no eyes. “You fight for her,” the Heir said. “You will die for her.”