Chapter fifty three

Jeremy left the Kingston mansion angrier than he had arrived. They just wasted two hours of his day and he hadn't found out anything remotely useful about the family or even Hilda and Gilbert themselves.

And the dark hallway within the building still made him ponder on what was locked beyond that heavily protected door, perhaps it was a vault, a safe? It surely couldn't be the Kingston safe, Sinclair said it was in possession of the council of lawyers and awaiting for the true heir to bring the code.

Jeremy hissed angrily as he reversed into the street and sped off, "How dare she try to bribe me off with money?" He spat angrily into the quiet car.

He should have known that Hilda would have a trick like that up her sleeves. But it only empowered Jeremy, he was now sure that he was a threat to them and he had to keep up with his research and find the right people who could help him, there was no way that Gilbert would be the true heir, it didn't matter that he was the lord's son, Jer