Novel & Cerita The Heirs Book

I don’t know, nor do I particularly care, either. This letter is to tell you that, as my only heir that is worth a bloody damn (your fool brother squandered the opportunity to inherit years ago, as you’re well aware), you can inherit this estate and everything inside of it if you find your father and give him a letter Mr. McDonnell will provide to you after you read this one.

"My lady? Who was it? You look like you've seen a ghost." "Worse," I muttered, sinking into a chair. "A brother. Elias. Claims he's the hidden heir from the ledger." Her eyes widened, and she crossed herself quickly. "Lord preserve us. If that's true, the will... everything changes." The will. Father's last testament, the one that had named me sole heir provided I upheld the family traditions—marry into an approved alliance by my twenty-fifth birthday, bind the bloodline against the curse. But with a hidden heir surfacing, and Ma Felicia already scheming to insert Serena as the rightful claimant... it was a powder keg. I glanced at my phone—more messages pouring in from the suitors, from Nic

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Another wealthy businessman raises an eyebrow, "That would be quite the scandal, wouldn't it? A female heir with the same ruthlessness as the riches Chinese trillionaire, Chairman Hao." The atmosphere buzzes with intrigue as the high society members speculated on Sarah's intentions and whether she aims to wield her newfound influence in a way that could rival her grandfather's legacy. As Sarah's presence at her grandfather's wake made headlines, articles online began to resurface, each one painting a picture of the enigmatic heiress in their own way. The titles of these articles were overwhelmingly favorable, portraying her as a brilliant, wise, and even ruthless female heir, often likening

Is it really him? When I lifted my gaze to him, I was not mistaken. He's here. He's right in front of me. It seems that he didn't expect to see me now because surprise was also evident on his face. I should leave him alone. He's the heir of the Messina Corporation, after all. I should avoid him because his family is the reason why Carleigh is no longer with us. He moved first between the two of us. He was about to grab me when I found the courage to step back.

The heir looks at me as if I were his worst enemy, it is understandable, I feel the same way. — Then apologize to the little prince first, I heard you owe him some apologies. — Is she really not taking my side? So now I have to share my personal maid (and according to herself, my responsible adult) with the heir. Your Highness shows me his tongue contesting that he think like me. At least he is not crying anymore.

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.

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

“Had I known my demand would be met this quickly, I would’ve made it years ago.” I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to hold back the frustration threatening to boil over. My grandfather always had a way of turning everything into a chess move, as if our lives were just pieces on his board. “Things aren’t what you think, Grandpa,” I said, my voice firmer now. “This has nothing to do with your demands. Kimberly and I... it’s complicated.” “Complicated?” he repeated, and I could almost see the sarcastic smirk on his face. “Axel, when it comes to heirs, there’s no room for complications. You know that.”

He had landed himself in trouble! This was a disaster! Rachel’s next sentence made Chester even more flustered. “Philip Clarke is the heir to the main Clarke family. The one you kidnapped is the youngest princess of the main Clarke family.” Thump! In a flash, Chester staggered and almost lost his balance. How could this be…