Ascendance Of The Talented Tycoon

Chapter 3.

"Son?" Henry creased his brow as he muttered the world, it was as if though he didn't hear well.

"Yes, son, I'm your father." The voice on the other end of the phone said happily.

"I'm sorry, but my father is dead," Henry replied coldly.

"No..."

"Get the Fuck off my phone, my father is long dead I don't have one." Henry huffed as he angrily disconnected the call 

He wasn't in the mood for any prank. 

At the moment, he felt so angry as though he should hit the one who had just called him and was claiming to be his father.

Ring! Ring!

Henry's phone rang again. Looking at the caller's ID, he saw it was the same number and angrily disconnected the call.

Not long after, the phone rang again, this time, it was also the same number and Henry angrily disconnected the call.

The phone rang again and he angrily disconnected it once again. Then again, and again, and again which annoyed Henry greatly.

After the Fifth ringing, Henry frowned and picked up the call.

"What the hell do you want, I thought I told you my father is long dead," Henry growled.

"Please just give me a chance and listen to me." The voice on the other end of the phone pleaded.

"Fine, I'll give you just five minutes to say all that you want to say," Henry growled.

"Fine." The voice on the other end agreed quickly.

"Son, look at the Billboard ahead of you." The voice sighed as it began.

"I told you, I'm not your son." Henry declared in frustration, but still, he raised his head to look at the Billboard.

Looking at the Billboard, Henry cocked his brow as he looked at it. The picture of the one on the Billboard at the moment was Ethan Humphrey, the richest man in the country.

"Well, how is the picture of the man on the Billboard connected to you?" Henry frowned as he refused to give in to his thoughts.

"Well, it's Ethan Humphrey who's talking to you?" The voice on the other end sighed.

"Well, you're quite funny, do you think because my name also ends with Humphrey, it would make me believe your word?" Henry chuckled.

"Believe me, son, it's Ethan Humphrey who's speaking to you." Ethan sighed as he said anxiously.

"Well, I think you're an impostor instead." Henry chuckled.

He can't help but wonder who was playing such a lame joke on him. 

Even though his heart was racing, he still didn't want to believe what the man had said.

"Believe me, son, you and your mother were involved in an accident and were believed to be dead." Ethan sighed as he explained hurriedly.

"But I didn't believe it and continued to look for you, I've finally found you after many years." Ethan sighed.

"And you expect me to believe you?" Henry asked with a frown, his eyes becoming bloodshot.

Even though he didn't want to believe what Ethan had said, he had no other choice.

"Son, you've suffered because of me, forgive me. But first I have to go." Ethan sighed.

"I've sent some money to your account for your upkeep, and one of my assistants will come over to you soon, you'll learn what you need to know then." Ethan continued hurriedly.

"But...."

"I'm sorry son, but I have to go, we'll meet soon," Ethan Said hurriedly as he disconnected the call.

Henry frowned as he looked at his phone still in shock, he just still couldn't believe what was happening.

Suddenly, his phone buzz, again, but this time, it was a text message which read, "Dear customer, your account has been credited with $5 000, 000 from the account number 31224XXX"

Henry froze as he couldn't believe his eyes. No, this didn't happen. It was all a dream, there was no way this was real.

Immediately, Henry pushed all his thoughts to the back of his mind and rushed towards one of the ATMs nearby and tried withdrawing some amount.

To his shock, the money came out and he couldn't help but stare helplessly at the money in his hands. So the man was telling the truth. No, he didn't want to believe it.

This had to be a dream, there was no way or was the truth. Yes, it was a lie, this wasn't real. He was dreaming.

But then Henry knew he wasn't dreaming, this was real, he was truly the son of Ethan Humphrey, the richest man in the country.

Well then, his life was about to undergo a huge change, and he wasn't ready for it. Henry sighed as he pushed his thoughts to the back of his mind once again and walked into the hospital.

First, he has to pay his mother's hospital bill. He couldn't allow her to suffer anymore, she had to get well quickly, she was the only one he had now.

An hour later, Henry completed the procedures and walked out of the hospital sighing. Even though the doctor had asked him a lot of questions, he refused to answer and only reassured the doctor that he had gotten the money through a legal way.

Vroom!

Just then, rows of cars drive into the scene stopping right in front. Next, a beautiful female figure with long slender legs came out of the car.

The people around couldn't help but gasp at the beauty of the woman, she was just too beautiful, coupled with the clothes she was wearing which hugged her graceful figure.

Henry frowned as he took a glance at the woman before averting his gaze. Even though she was beautiful, he was not someone who would think with the lower half of his body.

"Young Master." The woman smiled as she came to Henry's front before bowing slightly.

There was a hint of amusement in her eyes. The first impression the young master had given her was rather strong.

He had only taken a glance at her before averting his gaze. The ones who could do that were very few. It seemed like the man she was assigned to serve would be a very interesting person.

"Who are you?" Henry frowned as he looked at the woman in front of him.

"My name is Mia Collins, I was assigned by Mr. Ethan Humphrey to serve you while you're still at Silverwood City." Mia smiled as she looked at Henry.

"I see." Henry raised his brow as he muttered under his breath.

"So tell me what I need to know." Henry frowned as he looked at Mia.

"Well, young master, this isn't the right place to talk, is it?" Mia smiled.

"Let's get into the car," She continued with a smile.

"Yeah." Henry nodded without hesitation and got into the car alongside Mia.

"Young Master...."

Growl!

The loud churning of Henry's stomach interrupted Mia just as she was about to say something, making Henry smile in embarrassment. It was then he remembered that he hadn't eaten anything since the day before.

"I'm sorry about that." Henry smiled.

"That'll be no problem young master, let's go get you some food." Mia smiled.

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"So tell me what I need to know." Henry smiled as he looked at Mia.

They had already gotten to a hotel, bought a meal and watched as Henry ate. At first, Henry was quite reserved, but as time went on, his hunger took the best of him and he gobbled down all the food and now he was done eating.

"Young Master, I don't know too much." Mia sighed as she looked at Henry.

"Well, I'd prefer you call me by my name, we are almost the same age." Henry smiled.

He was in his early twenties and the woman in front of him would also be that. Besides, if she was older than him, it would be only some years so he felt rather uncomfortable addressing him that way.

"I don't think I can, Young Master." Mia smiled as she shook her head.

Henry sighed and didn't say anything, but just stared at Mia.

"Young Master, just as I said, I don't know much, but I have been instructed by the master, to help in whatever you'll be doing." Mia smiled as she continued.

"Besides, there's also a billion for you, he said you should use it to start your business empire." Mia smiled.

"My business Empire? Why?" Henry frowned.

"Well, I don't know the details, young master." Mia smiled bitterly as she looked at Henry.

"Also, there's a branch of the company which has been passed onto you, would you like to go see it?"

"Yeah, sure." Henry smiled as he stood up.

Mia had already paid the bill so they headed out of the private room.

"And I never thought you'd be this shameless, Henry. You should be out there looking for a way out of your predicament, and yet you're fooling about with a woman." A voice came, making Henry freeze on his tracks.