ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR

CHAPTER 4

Max managed to duck, but he was too hurt to keep his balance.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" Peter yelled.

The party was chaos now. People were shouting and pushing to see the fight. In the corner, Max's friend Peter was on his phone.

"Police? Yes, there's a fight..." Peter said quickly.

Just when things looked bad for Max, police sirens wailed outside. Blue lights flashed through the windows.

"Everyone freezes!" Police officers rushed in.

Later at the police station, Max sat in a cold chair. His head was clearing up, but he was worried. The police took his name and fingerprints, then left him waiting.

The police stared at him with wide eyes and ran off like he saw a ghost.

Max looked around, expecting someone to come question him soon.” How long we need to wait here?”

But after the officers took his fingerprints and noted down his name, no one came back.

Suddenly, a new man walked in. He wore a plain black suit that probably cost more than Max's car.

Everyone in the room seemed to back away from him.

Must be his lawyer, Max thought.

The man walked straight to Max. Then, to Max's complete shock, the man bowed deeply.

"Look, about the fight," Max started, raising his hands defensively.

"Those guys were insulting me. I know I shouldn't have gotten physical, but—"

"Please, there's no need to explain," the man interrupted gently. "I'm not a lawyer."

"You're not?"

Tears welled up in the man's eyes as he gazed at Max. "No, Young Master. I... I've finally found you. After all these years."

Max's mouth fell wide open. "What... what did you call me?"

"Young Master Max," the man repeated. "There's much we need to discuss about your true identity."

Max just stared. This night had just gotten a whole lot stranger.

Max let out a nervous laugh. "Found me? Is this some kind of joke?"

"I assure you, this is no joke," the man replied, his voice thick with emotion.

"Listen, I'm just a college student," Max said, shaking his head.

"I can barely afford instant noodles. Whatever you think—"

"The explanations can wait," the man interjected smoothly.

"For now, let's focus on getting you out of this police station. Will you trust me that far?"

Max glanced around the stark police station walls. "Do I have a choice?"

"There's always a choice, Young Master. But I promise you won't regret this one."

Minutes later, they stepped out into the cool night air, where a gleaming Rolls-Royce waited at the curb.

"That's... that's your ride?" Max stammered, his eyes wide.

The butler smiled warmly. "Actually, It’s your ride, young master. The Ghost Extended is one of the family's more modest vehicles."

"Modest?" Max let out a nervous laugh.

"I've never even been this close to a car like this before. My roommate's beaten-up Honda is usually my fanciest ride."

"Please, allow me," the butler said, opening the rear door with a practiced flourish.

Max hesitated before sliding onto the butter-soft leather seats. "This feels surreal. Like I'm in someone else's dream."

"I understand this must be overwhelming," the butler said, settling into the seat across from Max.

"My name is Harrison Wells, and I serve as the head butler of the Montgomery family."

Max's eyes widened. "The Montgomery family? As in—"

"Yes," Harrison nodded, his expression growing serious. "And we have been searching for you for many years, Young Master."

"But why?" Max leaned forward, his hands gripping his knees.

"I'm nobody. Just a college student working part-time jobs to make ends meet."

Harrison's eyes softened with what looked like compassion.

"I assure you, Young Master Max, you are far from nobody. You are, in fact, someone very important indeed."

As they settled into the plush leather seats, Max's head spun with questions.

"But how did you even find me?"

"Your fingerprints at the police station matched our family database."

"All will be explained in due time, Young Master," Harrison assured him.

"For now, let's just say that tonight's events, while unfortunate, led us exactly where we needed to be."