2024-04-09 00:05:01Back in Baron's sprawling mansion, Romsey had arrived at the magnificent mansion owned by his father, Baron Spears.
"It's time for you, Romsey, to come out of that low lifestyle and step up as the only male heir to the Baron's dynasty," Robson, his loyal servant, declared.Romsey looked at Robson, trying hard to understand what he was saying. "The Baron's what? I don't get it," he asked curiously.But then the door knob opened, and Eleanor, his father's loyal aide and daughter, walked in, closing the door behind her."Yes, you happen to be the only male heir to your father, our father's dynasty," she said calmly as she turned the flute on the table, pouring out the exotic grape-blended wine into it. "Let's take a toast, young master," she added.Romsey felt like he was daydreaming; he couldn't understand what he was seeing at the moment. The feeling of that made Romsey's eyes cloud with tears. He couldn't believe what he was experiencing."You mean, I have a father? Who is that? Where is he?" he asked curiously, his voice sounding faint."You... me... before he could finish his statement, six guards walked into the room, each holding golden boxes, opening them as Eleanor snapped her fingers."Boss, you need to change from your old clothing; you won't need to be wearing them anymore. This just arrived from the grandmaster for you. A grand gift of costly clothing."The first man opened his box, and shock hit Romsey. The clothing in the box was made of the finest silk, embroidered with gold thread, and lined with rare fur."There's a lot to this, brother but you'll need to prepare yourself; in a few days, you'll meet your uncles, your stepmother, who will want you to take her as a true mother," Eleanor added hastily, smiling at him.Romsey looked at all that was happening differently; he couldn't still understand all that was happening."Come over here, please," he called out to Robson and he hurriedly walked towards him. "Here, I am, Boss.""Can I go around the compound, please?" he asked politely. He had been indoors since he arrived at that giant mansion."Anywhere and anything you want, Boss," Romsey answered, bending his knees to show courtesy."You mean anything here, young master, but there's more for you to know," Eleanor smirked at him. "Okay, go on, please," he said as he turned slowly to her."Those are things you would understand later, young master," Eleanor replied as she stood up, taking a last sip from her glass and leaving it on the table.******"Wait a minute," Romsey called out to Eleanor, "You mean my dad is alive? You mean he owns this magnificent mansion, and I was out there suffering all along?" He babbled, walking towards her.Eleanor didn't answer the questions but opened intoher room.He sobbed, turning back to his seat. He turned to the giant 70-inch television. A movie titled "Game of Thrones" was playing on the screen. Romsey leaned on the sofa, shifting to sit right in the chair, but then he sank into it."What the heck?" He mused at himself while turning to check if the chair had a fault. He then shifted to sit in a more balanced manner.The sitting room was a luxurious space, furnished with plush sofas, a grand chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and exquisite artwork adorning the walls."Hey, young master," Eleanor politely called out as she walked towards Romsey, holding a photo album. The smile on her face showed how pleased she was. She leaned on the sofa and handed the album to him."Here is the only picture Dad showed to me about your mom and you," she said, pointing a finger at a picture of a young lad, glued to her mother's lap. She then turned to Romsey and laughed lightly.Romsey's brain rushed beyond the pictures; he was reminded of his mother's demise. His eyes clouded with tears, a drop of it fell on the album, but he wiped it off immediately, trying to hide it from Eleanor."Tell me about your mother, young master," Eleanor asked curiously, her voice sounding faint as she turned towards Romsey."I only know little about her," he replied with a voice that was almost a murmur, trying to cover up the whole story."Okay? Tell me about the little you know," she pressed on."She died when I was 7," he muttered in a hushed tone, lowering his head to the memories of it."I'm sorry, young master. I never intended to awaken old wounds," she pleaded as she moved away with the photo album."Come see this, Boss," Robson walked into the living room with a big magazine. Romsey turned to him, drying his tears immediately."Here is a list of all the companies and investments owned by your father," he said, flipping through the big magazine."Who are you to my father?" Romsey asked curiously."I'm a driver, boss. I earned his trust after saving Eleanor's life, so he appointed me to be her personal guard.""Say no more," Romsey replied hastily. "You're the only male heir to the Billionaire Baron Spears."Romsey's eyes fixed on the magazine as Robson flipped through the pages, admiring the clandestine pictures of giant Skyscrapers.He was utterly surprised. The shock ran through him, from his brain to his spine.In the magazine were several top companies ranked at their highest, including several gold and silver mining companies."Wait, Rob," he uttered immediately, his eyes captured by an interesting page."Open this wider, I want to check on something.""Here is the inner page, it contains a list of internal and external officials, boss," Robson humbly replied as he handed the magazine to Romsey."Wow, wow, wow," Romsey sneered, smiling at two notable faces he saw in the passport section."Lucas and Mr. Ralph are workers in one of the Spear's companies," he laughed as he shook his head."It's such a small world, Rob," he turned to Robson."Yes, Boss, should I order their immediate removal, boss?" Robson's facial expression changed instantly.He hastily brings out his phone from his pocket.
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