Lucas walked down to the train station to board a train headed to Belcraft group of companies. It would take approximately thirty minutes to get to the nearest train station which was a twenty minutes long walk.He plugged in an earpiece as he settled into the back seat. He didn't care if anyone stared at his swollen lips– he'd tried concealing it, but it only made it look clumsy.The train screeched and came to a stop at the nearest terminal. Lucas made his way to the exit and got down, with his earpiece still plugged in, he was oblivious of his surroundings. Belcraft company came to sight and he quickened his steps. He still had to return back to school in time for classes."Good day ma'am," he greeted one of the staff who gave him a scornful look, scoffed and looked away. Lucas was getting used to it, that's what you get when you're a bottom feeder none of their actions came as a surprise to him anymore. He was going to deal–Lucas was jolted from the reverie when he bumped into a

Denver couldn't believe his ears. The rightful heir? This odd looking man. Denver narrowed his eyes and took in all of Lucas' features, he was good looking in a very annoying way and that only irked him the most."The rightful heir?" Denver knuckles turned white. He still hated him and that revelation only made him detest Lucas the most."So am I…I am–"The old man cut in, "We're not sure yet…until the DNA test proves otherwise,"Lord Randolph wasn't one to mince words. He was as perplexed as Lucas was right now when Denver first walked into their lives. He wouldn't throw caution into the wind and cast Denver away, for what it's worth Denver could be speaking the truth.Denver shrugged, "Yeah…I understand, we should do a DNA test,""Right away…" Lucas cut in, he'd been silent for a good twenty minutes trying to wrap his head around what was happening.Lucas' words only made things worse for Denver. His audacity and guts was something that was getting on Denver's nerves, he felt like r

Lucas walked to the train station angrily. He'd gone out of character in the presence of his grandfather and although he felt bad, he couldn't control his anger at that point.He slouched into the chair and brought out his phone to see that he had missed Emily's call, she'd also dropped a message.MEET ME AT THE ROOFTOP. The text said. He slid the phone back into his pocket and straightened his shirt. Denver had almost made him lose his mind and he was doing a very bad job at keeping his act together.When the train got to the terminal, he quickly made his way back to his dormitory to have a cold shower and have a change of clothes. Unlike him, he'd cancel out on going to class for that day. He was already in a really bad mood and he feared he'd break a bone if anyone got on his nerves again.Lucas made his way to the rooftop, located at the farthest part of the school. Emily was already there by the time he got there. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting," he said. She was sitting on one

After Lucas had walked Emily back to her house and watched her enter her room, he took the next available taxi back to the mansion.He was seething with anger…that was an understatement, he could kill Denver if he set eyes on him. He brought out his phone and texted his grandfather.I'M ON MY WAY TO THE MANSION. He needed some sort of miracle to lighten up his mood, but maybe that would be an illusion as long as Denver was in the picture.His phone rang as soon as the message went through. "Hello son, what's the problem?" Lord Randolph asked, he knew his grandson to a great extent. Lucas wouldn't come to the mansion unless it was very important that he did– this was the second time in a day which was more reason to think about his actions."I'll be there in no time, we have to talk," Lucas said, careful enough to be discreet.Lord Randolph sighed and said some inaudible words to someone, "Alright then, I'll be expecting you," even though Lucas didn't respond to that, he nodded and hun

Emily stretched her hands to take back the invitation card from Claire who already saw it coming and held on to it tightly. "What do you think you're doing?" Claire snapped."Give that to me," Emily said. Claire had always hated her and would do anything to constantly show it but trying to do this was like a sword was passed through Emily's heart, it hurt so much.Clair put the invitation inside the breast pocket of her jacket, "Take it if you can,""And what the hell is going on here?" Emily's stepmother said from the stairs. The noise from the two ladies had caught her attention.Clair brought out the invitation and handed it over to her mother, "Maybe you should take a look at this,"The lady took the letter, opened the invitation and read through it. "A dinner date with Denver Randolph… heir to the Belcraft group?""Yes…" Claire said excited, she'd never give Emily the chance to leave the house not on her watch."And the invitation is directed to…" she paused and looked at Emily w