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ANTHONY MARCELLUS, THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE HEIR Laurel is Back I
“I’m closer to my death than I could ever be, I have chosen who the heir to my bulk of my inheritance is, and it will be read to you from my Will once I’m gone. Rest assured, everybody gets something. I must tell you this, none of my predecessors have shared the inheritance with their sons. I’m the first to do this, because of the complexity of my family. I do not want fighting between you two. Am I clear?” Winconstin narrated, coughing weakly after he had finished speaking. “Yes sir,” they both chorused. Adonis was disappointed, his anxiousness had just been postponed, he ran his hand through his hair as he grinded his teeth. Tony on the other hand heaved a sigh, this wasn’t really important to him now, although he was heartbroken that his father was dying, the fact that Laurel would be coming home soon made him so happy. “You two can go now and start the preparations for your wedding immediately,” Winconstin concluded, he so much hoped he’d be able to attend that wedding, because
ANTHONY MARCELLUS, THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE HEIR Mockingbird
Tony sighed and stretched, he had been washing cars all day. It wasn’t so easy for him, ever since he lost his small restaurant business due to a huge debt he couldn’t pay. He was a college dropout and that was because he had no money to finance his education now that he was totally broke, back then when his restaurant business was booming, he forgot about education and now he needed it the most. Being a dropout made it difficult for him to get jobs, and he ended up washing cars. The problem was, he had a wife at home, a woman he married when he was still comfortable, they loved each other so much. Her name was Lilian Anderson, Tony loved her so much that he’d do anything for her. But this sudden turn of events made him unable to take care of his wife like he used to. He had started building a house six months after they married, she was so happy when she saw that the man she loved was building her dream house. It was also his dream house, wasn’t something that elaborate, was jus
ANTHONY MARCELLUS, THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE HEIR Printed Paper
The look in Lilian eyes already told Tony there was something wrong, he entered into the house and shut the door behind him, his eyes not leaving Lilian, but she was already looking away, her hand caressing the glass cup filled with golden brown vodka. He sighed and walked briskly to the dining, wondering what in the world could have happened; maybe she had a bad day at work, but Lilian never told him about her job ever since she started, so it was just an hopeful thought.“Hey dear, what’s wrong, you look devastated,” Tony was already frolicking behind her, his lips almost touching her ears. She shoved him off, giving him a look that said she wasn’t in the mood for cuddles. “Sit down, Tony, we need to talk.” Those were the first words that escaped Lilian’s lips. The words felt hard on Tony, he could feel his chest tightening, for a second; he stared at her with curiosity before pulling out a chair and sitting down inches away from Lilian. There was an empty cup next to the bottle
ANTHONY MARCELLUS, THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE HEIR Stop the Act!
Tony looked at him with drunken eyes, but he wasn’t all that drunk, he could still discern reality from being drunk. “What if I am?” Tony responded, asking his own question instead of answering the man. The unknown man withdrew his hands and shovelled them into his pockets, he heaved a small sigh and glanced around the small apartment with a kind of proud smile on his face. “I know what’s going on in your life, Tony.” He said, his words travelling slowly to Tony’s ears. “Whoever you’re, you should leave. I’m not in the mood for this,” Tony said reluctantly, turning and starting for the doorway, just when he was about committing suicide, a strange man who knew him was at his doorstep claiming he knew all what was going on in his life. It sounded absurd and ridiculous. The man would just be one of those who knew him when he still had his business, he had bumped into a few and it was more embarrassing than what was happening now. Tony was almost at his door when he heard the man’s
ANTHONY MARCELLUS, THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE HEIR Secrets
“Lied? What do you mean?” Tony couldn’t comprehend what was happening any longer, things were getting complicated the same night his wife had divorced and left him. “Yeah, what if I told you that you’re not an orphan,” Walker smiled, he was enjoying the look on Tony’s face, the extraordinary surprise, he picked up the champagne bottle and poured the liquid into the glass that sat on the fine stool in front of them. The stool was an interior of the Cadillac. “That’s impossible Mr. Walker, I saw their graves myself,” Tony retorted, pointing out why he didn’t believe what Walker was saying, he said the man’s name without even knowing. Walker didn’t seem to be surprised by what Tony just said, he sipped his champagne and gestured for Tony to pick up the second glass. “This isn’t funny, if there’s something you wish to disclose, please do.” Tony wasn’t having it, to him, this was a very serious matter, this man here was making him feel that there was a possibility his parents were aliv
ANTHONY MARCELLUS, THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE HEIR The Big Reveal I
That same night ~ Somewhere in the city “Is it done?” Adonis asked, glancing at Lilian with his grey eyes. He was a handsome man, well built and very masculine. Adonis had all the qualities that a lady would drool for over a man, but there was one thing he was lacking. “Yes it is,” Lilian placed the big brown envelope on the glass table and made herself comfortable. Adonis had decided they met in a lounge, he didn’t want anyone to know he was having an affair yet, especially his mother. “Was it that simple? Thought it would take days,” he smiled, opening the envelope with his gaze still on Lilian who was grinning all along. “I can be very convincing you know,” Lilian replied, batting her eyelashes seductively. This was the kind of man she wanted in her life, a man who was not only handsome but rich and wealthy, Adonis would give her the world and Anthony Marcellus could eat her ass for all she cared. Adonis' smile widened when he saw that the divorce papers had been signed, he n
ANTHONY MARCELLUS, THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE HEIR Sir Winconstin II
The drive to Sir Winconstin’s estate didn’t take long, it was a spectacular sight. The estate felt like another small town right inside the heart of Ohio. Most of the houses inside the estate had the same structure and colour except Sir Winconstin’s mansion itself which was built like a castle with huge walls and large gates. Most of the people who lived in Sir Winconstin’s estate were wealthy and comfortable people who could afford the houses in such a special location, serene atmosphere and environment. This wasn’t the only property Sir Winconstin had, it was just one of the many he had scattered around Ohio and other parts of the country. As they drove past, Tony couldn’t hide his awe, he was a little rich one time in his life but had never seen such beauty in a structure. It was obvious that everything used in construction of the estate was expensive and not for the middle class. “This is just one of many,” Walker broke the silence that had lingered for quite some time during
ANTHONY MARCELLUS, THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE HEIR Pricilla’s Story
Sir Winconstin filled another glass cup with whiskey and passed it to Tony, sitting back and relaxing on his sofa. He knew what he was about to do would turn the Marcellus family upside down but he didn’t care much, he was the head of he family and anything he said was final. “What do you mean by your days being numbered?” Tony quickly asked out of curiosity, he just reunited with his father and now it seems like he wouldn’t be seeing the man for long, it was kind of heartbreaking even though he hadn’t known the man for thirty five years. A grin curled up around sir Winconstin’s lips and he sipped at his whiskey first and then sighed heavily. He stared into space as he spoke. “I’ve a disease that my money cannot cure, it was too late before it was discovered; maybe it’s because of the many marijuana I used to take and whiskey too,” he chuckled, gazing at the brownish liquid in his cup. “I’ve cancer of the lungs, Tony, and my days on earth are numbered, at least that’s what the doc
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