The Inheritance Games Audiobook Novels & Stories

Especially those who are greedy with the position, since Dean is just the nephew of Vincent King, the Vice President of King Corporation, they questioned Dean’s illegitimacy of being the CEO, and all of the opposing side is led by Director Reed. Director Reed fumed in anger after hearing how his daughter got rejected and humiliated in front of everyone. And Hannah, being a spoiled brat, didn’t really tell her father every detail. She didn’t mention that Dean’s rumored boyfriend was none other than Sean Willimas—the eldest and one of the heirs of Empire Group of Companies.

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.

After finding out that I'm the illegitimate daughter of the richest man in town, Frank Gibson, I excitedly rush over to meet my biological father. But the moment I arrive at his mansion, I discover that 98 other illegitimate daughters are already lined up to claim him as their father. It turns out Frank's only son has died, and he now needs an heir for his trillion-dollar fortune. So, he gathers all his illegitimate daughters and plans to choose the strongest candidate through a competition. I know I don't stand a chance against the others. Just as I hang my head in disappointment and prepare to leave, a line of text suddenly appears before my eyes. "Don't go, darling! It's your mom. I

"Read it, sweetheart." She averted her gaze back to the document as I watched her grey orbs running over each and every word in that document keenly. She softly placed the file on the table after reading it and her grey orbs looked at me more confusedly. "What is this?" I sighed and leaned to the table while keeping my interlocked palms on the table. "Inheriting the inheritance to the rightful heir." "What?" I sighed at her cluelessness. "You, as the daughter of Vincent Aslanov and the only person alive in the Aslanov family, inherits everything that is under the name of Aslanov. From single penny they owned to the infamous Aslanov world. Pardon my insult."

- Chapter 26: Favour & Tip - Darius's P.O.V Dinner went on without a hitch, I was a little surprised Elizabeth hadn't tried to insult me or Amoy. Maybe the discovery of her most prized grandchild's company going bankrupt left her more flush than she was willing to admit. I silently watched as everyone gathered around the piano watching Olivia play a sweet melody. She was also another one of Amoy's competitors, I only knew so little of her, though her parents, Joseph and Kayla never stopped bragging about her fashion business.

Even if there was no truth to it, the seed had been planted. A knock sounded at the door. Malik. He stepped inside, looking… amused. “You good?” he asked. Alaya sighed. “Yeah. I’m fine.” He raised a brow. “You don’t look fine.” “Why are you always around me?” she asked, exasperated. He smiled at that. “Because my brother appointed me your… let’s say, transition guide. I’m here to help you get used to the position. You inherited his role. You inherited his enemies. And unfortunately, you also inherited his chaos.”

The thought of someday having a family with these four men, carrying their children, continuing both the Maxwell and Blackthorne bloodlines, felt simultaneously terrifying and right. "That's... something to consider," I managed, feeling heat rise in my cheeks. Fin's grin was wicked as he caught my reaction through our bond. "Something to look forward to, you mean." I rolled my eyes, though I couldn't help smiling back. "We have quite a few things to handle before we start thinking about pups." "True," Liam agreed, though his green eyes held a softness that made my heart skip. "Reclaiming your heritage comes first." After dinner, we retired to the library where Alpha Maxwell had gathered the

“How do I get control of my inheritance?” Barrister Ethan nodded slowly, sipping his coffee before continuing. “Your grandfather was worried you'd marry wrong...one who'd only want you for what you have. He trusted your father to make the right choice for you. So, to get your inheritance, you need to marry a man your father approves of.” “What if I don't,” Audrey asked, her gaze locked onto Barrister Ethan's. Barrister Ethan's expression turned somber. “I’m afraid you don't get your share, it goes to Liam Erickson, your cousin.”

She was an archivist of sins, he murmured. Elara swallowed hard. “She stole this.” “No,” he corrected gently. “She preserved it.” The next file was worse. Audio. Her mother’s voice, young, steady, carrying authority that unsettled her even now. If you’re hearing this, it means I didn’t get to finish what I started. Elara’s breath hitched. Cassian’s hands tightened slightly at her shoulders, grounding her without claiming. Damian Locke will try to convince you this is about money. It isn’t. It’s about leverage. It’s about men who believe power absolves them.

“And you pay taxes, Axel?” “Like you said, I’m a criminal.” I smirked. “But if I don’t pay taxes, and you don’t pay taxes…then you’re also a criminal. Right?” I cocked my head slightly. “That’s how logic works, doesn’t it? That’s what I remember from that hoity-toity philosophy class you forced me to take.” “Just take the money, Axel. Get out of our lives once and for all.” The smirk remained on my face, but truth be told, I died every time he spoke to me this way. “You can’t buy me out, Father. I will never relinquish my inheritance, the assets that’ve been handed down through the generations. I’m proud of my ancestry.”