HIS BILLION DOLLAR INHERITANCE

Ryan got to his apartment at Bathwick Drive, and when he got there his bags were outside, he was shocked and a written note was placed on his bag. It was a quit notice, for him to vacate the apartment.His landlord was able to get his property outside after getting a court order. Ryan had not paid for a long time and had been sneaking in and out of the building.His uncle has been in the hospital for months and all his money has been used to pay his uncle's medical bills.He didn't know whether to feel anger, pain or disappointment. In less than five hours he has lost his job, was betrayed by his girlfriend and is now homeless. He had no other place to stay and he couldn't stay at the hospital with his uncle and didn't want his uncle to know he had been sacked or chased out of the house.He was still thinking of how to get money to save his Uncle, he didn't mind doing anything even if it meant doing something illegal. All he wants is to make sure his uncle is alive.The thought of

“Hello…..Hello…..” he screamed again into the phone.“What do you want?” Andrew asked.“Andrew, I did the job and you didn't send the money for my uncle's treatment,” he said, with his voice brimful in anger.“Hello, Andrew.”Andrew chuckled.“Do you think a low life like you deserves such an amount of money?” he taunts.His eyes widened in shock and his eyes reddened in anger.“Andrew, you deceived me into doing a job for you and you did a fake transaction,” Ryan uttered.“Why Andrew, why.” Ryan's eyes were brimming with frustration and anger.“Your uncle doesn't deserve to be alive,” Andrew stated.“What!!! He exclaimed.“You killed my uncle, Andrew, you will suffer for this, you will pay for what you have done.” Andrew Laughed out loud over the phone.“A pauper like you threatened me, do you know I can make you rot in jail or I can get you killed with just a blink of my eyes? Andrew said.“I will deal with you, I promise. You will pay for it.” Ryan said in a tone of finality.He c

“Welcome home young master.” the servants said in unison.Ryan's eyes widened in surprise at the number of servants that had bowed before him.He alighted from the car and walked past them as they moved towards the entrance of the big mansion. The flowers were scattered along the path creating a beautiful and fragrant carpet as Ryan walked.His expression was mixed with happiness and joy. He never thought a day like this would ever come when he would be treated like a king.The servants ushered them inside the mansion, the house was the most beautiful place Ryan had been to, with nice marble tiles and artwork hung around the living room.He sauntered around the living room to catch the ambience of the mansion, he stared at each artwork that was hung on the wall and finally stood in front of a portrait, it was a portrait of a man who looked like Him and had the same necklace and his name boldly written “Fred Baker” underneath his picture and beside it was that of a woman with her name

Ryan looked at her in disgust, with his eyes brewing in anger.Victoria works in the event marketing department, as an event planner for buzzworthy media.Victoria stood in front of Ryan with her hands folded on her chest and she looked at him from head to toe, Ryan was looking handsome and smelled nice but she knew Ryan couldn't afford anything he was putting on. She felt maybe he had gone to borrow it from his rich friend Andrew or any laundry agency just so he could apply for a job because there were vacancies in the media house.“I asked you a question, what are you doing here, we don't have a job for pauper.” She uttered. Ryan gnashed his teeth, as he gave her a cold look.“I'm here for something important and not you,” he said, his anger rising.“Who would want to see someone like you, I guess you came to apply as a cleaner, it would suit you.” She said laughing out loud.“Mind the way you talk to people, You might end up losing your job.” He said.Victoria's expression was en

It was nine o’clock the following morning, and Ryan thought about visiting an old friend. He wore a sweatshirt and a black jean, with a black sandal. He was accompanied by his butler Nicolas and two hefty guards who were in another car that trailed behind them. They arrived at the express cargo building. It was busy as usual, People were going in and out of the building either to send or receive a package.Ryan alighted from his Ford SUV, as he hurried towards the entrance of the building, he met some of his old colleagues. They were surprised to see him, he waved at them as he walked towards the manager’s office, Mr. Michael Hall.Mr. Michael Hall was standing outside giving instructions to some new employees when he saw Ryan. He told his assistant to continue from where he stopped while he walked towards Ryan, whose eyes were roaming around the premises.“What are you doing here?” Mr. Michael asked.“I thought I warned you not to step foot here again.” Ryan gave Mr. Michael an e