The Inadequate Heir Novels & Stories

Prominently highlighted was Article VII, Clause Delta. The figure continued, "However the Council is not without… leniency. A path to redemption exists. You have one week, Alexander Sterling, to fix this breach. You will present yourself before the Council.. You will bring the true heir. The one who can uphold the covenant. The child of the Sterling bloodline. Ready to serve." The woman with the gavel brought it down with a thud. Alexander stared at the screen horrified. The true heir. They didn’t just want his company; they wanted Leo. His son, who was currently undergoing tests for a heart condition was now a pawn in a generations-old game.

In low voices that were meant to be overheard. Catherine learned that quickly. At one gathering, a matron from an allied line looked at her over her glass and smiled. “So the barren Luna you drove out was actually a royal daughter?” Another woman added before Catherine could answer, “And the ‘heir’ you celebrated so loudly wasn’t even your blood?” Catherine’s face turned so stiff it looked carved from stone. But the mockery did not stop there. Inside the Vale bloodline, the atmosphere had already begun to sour. The elders were furious. Not only had Damian failed to keep his mate, he had nearly allowed an outsider’s child to enter the direct succession line under the Vale name. It was humilia

The flat honest ledger of a man who has finally seen himself clearly in someone else’s story. “Different shape. Same inheritance.” “Yes,” I said. I didn’t soften it. He didn’t need it softened. “But you’re here now. Sitting in this room. Looking at it.” I paused. “That’s not nothing.” He looked at the screen again. At his grandfather’s name at the root of a fund named for a woman he had loved and failed and tried to compensate for in silence.

Nathaniel answered. "Okay, I'll do just that." His mom responded. Few seconds later his father's voice came up. "Hello Nathan, what is it?" "Dad. I have something important I need to tell you." Nathaniel sounded urgent. "What is it? Hope there is no problem with my company?" His father asked. "No, I want to take a leave. I.. I have something important to do back in Washington. You know Isabella Asher Queen right? The current heir of Queens empire?" Nathaniel asked.

She says discreetly as she whispers in my ear. “What do you mean by suitable heir? Is there such a thing as an unsuitable heir?” I frown, because at this rate he won’t have either of them if anything were to happen to him. “Well, a suitable heir would be one between the union of the two of you. An unsuitable one, would be him and another mate besides yourself. You know, someone not agreed upon by the elders or yourself usually. If he were to lie with someone else and have pups, it would be looked highly down upon considering he has you.” Her voice trails off, because the man in the corner has started to stare at us with a curious look on his face.

I could see that she was greedy and if we dared to give her even a little, she would ask and ask and ask for more and in the end, I would be the one to regret it because I had asked Adrian to give in to her demands. Since they were down talking, Adrian began. “Since the beginning of it all, there has been one thing that has been on my lips. The boy is not my heir. Of course, it's no fault of his that he was born but then it doesn't change the fact that I already have an heir.” “But My King, the Prince hasn't been crowned as the Crown Prince yet so technically, you don't have an heir. You can still make changes to things now that things aren't official yet.”

She said folding her hands over the desk. “I thought you have grown up when you became a mother but your mind is still of the same short tempered spoiled bitch. Do you really think Dad would name everything after Adam? To name Adam his heir, he should leave something behind which your son can claim in inheritance. Our Dad’s business is falling apart, Addie. So, he wants to leech on the Linwood’s wealth to spend his rest of the days in luxury. He is on the path of his doom which isn’t very far.” I said as a matter of fact.

The narrative was too good, too juicy. The Scandalous Heir was a story every person could identify with: ambition, desire, wealth, and a mortally ill old man. It was a Shakespearean tragedy and a tabloid fantasy all at once. Its curse was simplicity. It allowed people to mindlessly dismiss him. He'd be on a conference call, laying out some complex, genius strategy for unlocking value in the Asian markets, and he could almost feel the skepticism coming through the phone lines. Sure, but you're the Scandalous Heir. What do you know about value?

The moment my mother in-law uttered that word, I coughed so hard and almost choked on the food I was eating. The Heir reveal is like a ritual that every legitimate son of the Seattle's must partake in to be legible for a part in the will of Mr Seattle. This was like a dream come true for Kai since he was the only one without a child amongst his brothers and to add to his joy, he's the first to have a male child.

“The Blackwood Trust passes through the male bloodline.” “Yes,” Mrs Hale said. “But not to you.” The silence landed brutally. Adrian let go of Elena’s hand. The loss was immediate. He stepped away from her, one hand dragging across his mouth, his gaze fixed on nothing. Elena had seen him angry. She had seen him guilty. She had seen him holding himself together beside Leo’s bed with nothing but will. She had never seen him look empty. Mrs Hale’s voice trembled. “Your grandfather changed the terms before he died. Only a legitimate biological heir of the direct Blackwood line can inherit the controlling portion.”