RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension

Chapter 1

"One hundred million dollars.” Eyes were shooting off from their sockets with lightning explosions.

With that, no family would even come close to us in ranking!" The exclamations from Zlate Kevin filled the hall, sending waves through the rectangular table that they sat on.

The words caused ripples like goosebumps running through the hall gathering of the Zlate family business group, sending cheers and delightful laughters rolling through the hall as everyone raised their glasses to a toast.

"Cheers to the glorious comeback of the Zlates family!" Lady Erica, the Patron of the family raised her glass with a face scattered with smiles.

"Cheers!" The clicking of glasses filled the cheering halls as everyone celebrated.

"Mother! I want the east chain company when it's rebuilt. My contribution to the family's name cannot be overlooked!" Sage, second son of the family, sounded with a bow.

"Why would you get the east chain when it's the best? Are you posing that you have contributed more than I have!" An argument erupted, most people citing how the money that would be gotten from the rewards placed by the Dragon family and Clam would be shared.

The Dragon Clan, one of the top ten strongest families in the country, placed an announcement a few hours ago.

The heir of the powerful family has been missing for over fifteen years now. And years of their search have led them to Belton city, one of the Lowest ranking cities in the country

However, it wasn't going to be easy searching through every creek and every hole and the reward of one million dollars that would be given to anyone who could find the heir was announced.

"But why do we all think that we will be the ones to find the heir and get the reward when there are a lot of other families also on the trail?" Victoria's smoothing voice ran through the hall, pulling off a deafening silence.

Her cool voice missed perfectly into her sleek subtle skin that looked like it had been deepened in milk, her lips calling for a kiss and her beautiful face outshining, the brightest of the lamps in the room.

"In my opinion, I think that it would be wiser for us to be strategic and think about a way for us to start our search. The comments on sharing could be reversed for after!"

The assumed stale words from Victoria could barely be heard. The once cheerful hall screamed with a deafening silence.

She could feel the ruthlessness of their hate driven gazes boring through her from behind.

"And would we be in this trouble anyways if you had not gotten yourself a scumbag for a husband?" Inquired Kevin, his face maddened with fury.

The frown that lined his face even at the thought ran deep right into his bones, his face already bright red like an overripe tomato.

"Sometimes I wonder what she sees in that fool called Saint. When someone as stinking rich as Sparrow Jackson is ready to walk the length and breath of life just to get your hands in marriage!" Patricia, her cousin lashed out.

"Or maybe she has been charmed!"

The irritation that ran deep into their blood was evident on their faces and their skins tightened in total disdain.

However, the Beautiful Victoria sat, dignified with her head high up in the air and her hands slightly clenched.

"I will not have my married life tabled and discussed by a group of people that knows close to nothing about the word!" Victoria's words stabbed right through their heart.

Victoria's marriage to Saint has always been disapproved of by the family. Years back, Victoria, the Pearl of the city was being forced to get married to Jack Sparrow, one of the promising young men in the City with a chain of companies.

But the young man that thought too highly of himself was nothing close to what was wanted by Victoria.

She had run away only to find a man that was at the brink of death and saved his life. Their years together at the island were one of the best times of her life and when she returned, her pregnant state forced the Zlate family into giving up on their quest to get her married to the man that she would always describe as a half-goblin.

However, the death of the unborn baby and Victoria's ever-young-looking face and perfect body have brought them back on their quest.

Victoria's words were a bitter pill for them to swallow forcing a bile to get stuck down their throat as the hateful glares on their faces thickened.

"That's enough!" Lady Erica sounded.

"Victoria! I wonder when you will stop being a disgrace to the family.

Henry and Patricia aren't even married yet but he is the reason that the family is still standing. Unlike you whose husband knows nothing other than to bring disgrace to the family's name!

I won't have you speaking in our family meeting again until you get divorced from that scum!" Her lips tapped with abject irritation.

"However, I can't help but admit that she's right. We have to come up with a strategy that will help us get to the Heir of the Hart family."

The words brought up a sudden halt of calm through the hall, the silence clouding the ears of almost everyone.

A young man walked in, balancing a tray of drinks firmly in his hands. His shirt was sweaty, having been made to carry out almost every task in the Zlate family Villa

Their faces contorted with disdain as they shot sneers at Saint, occasionally throwing insults at them...

However, Saint ignored all their hate-driven words. Ready to prove that he was more than worthy to be a husband to Victoria.

When he first came to the family, they resented him, wanting his lovely Victoria to get divorced as soon as possible.

However Victoria's love and strong stance kept them together. But he could see that his wife was drying out from their constant resentment towards her.

This was the only way that he could prove himself a worthy Son-in-law for the Zlate family

"Nobody can tell us to find the heir of the Dragon Clan!" Lady Erica inquired once again, her gaze running through the hall while most people tried ignoring her stare.

She frowned upon the silence of an answer that was thrown at her once again, until words that sent chills rolling through their skin rolled through the hall

"Grandma! I think that we should check the registry of people that came into the city fifteen years ago and stop the news from going further and also prevent other families from going on with their search for the heir!" Saint explained after dropping the last cup of wine at Victoria's table with a warm smile.

Their eyes almost tore him into shreds and only Victoria seemed to lit a smile at him

"You know so much and you are still much driven by poverty?" Kevin lashed out at him.

"What makes you think that you know better than all of us when you are the one that isn't doing well?" Patricia frowned.

Even though his suggestion sounded like the right first steps, Lady Erica's face gripped with hatred and anger.

"What gives you the guts to split that poverty ridden mouth of yours before everyone?" She sneered at Saint, sending him back in his steps.

She hated everything about Saint and wondered why Victoria hadn't gotten him off from their necks already.

"I only thought that I was helping!"

"Helping! By squeezing out such pathetic ideas of yours. You are even more Pathetic than I thought.

If you felt you wanted to help, you could have kept those trash you call ideas to yourself!" A voice threw from behind.

Sparrow was greeted by sudden admiration from the members of the Zlate family business group as smiles brightened their faces.

His steps lined up to Lady Erica, kissing her on the hands and her grin reaching over to both ears

"I came over immediately when I heard the news! I can't let the family of my future bride go through this alone!"

"And you can't be here either Sparrow. How did you even know that we were having a family meeting?" Victoria sprang up from her seat.

The last time that they had Sparrow in a family meeting. It turned out to be a disaster, especially for Saint who had his chores doubled even when he never uttered a word.

"I called him Victoria. And don't ask me why. Because of course he would be far better off than having a number disrupt our meeting!" Patricia returned.

"And he has more rights than your husband to be here!" Added Lady Erica.

Saint watched as Victoria was being humiliated by her own family. They could do anything to him, trample on him all they wanted.

But he could not allow them to do the same to Victoria. His hands were clenched tightly and his Jaws rolled into his tongue.

“I am only here for my dare Victoria. I can get the whereabouts of the Dragon heir and you could have the money Lady Erica.

But if only Victoria would divorce her husband and get married to me instead." Jack Sparrow announced with a subtle bow.

Even Lady Erica had her eyes shooting out from her sockets. They had tried to persuade Victoria a lot of times but her stance had always been strong.

"I think she will reconsider this time. This is the only hope that's left for your family Victoria.

Would you have gone down the drain just because of some infuriation that you have for a scumbag?”

For the first time, Victoria's heart shook. He was correct. The family might scatter into scrambles if they didn't get this right.

Saint watched her closely, divided by her own thoughts they threatened to tear her apart and sweat trickling down her face.

His clenched hands popped.

"What do you think!"

"She will do it!" Voiced out Erica.

Victoria's eyes shot out from her sockets. She opened her mouth to object like she had always done but her guts failed to produce words.

A smile crept on the face of Jack Sparrow. After so many years of trying to get Victoria over for himself, he is finally able to get her right in that trap that she should have always been in.

"She won't!" Saint quickly stepped up.

He could feel the heat of their sneers and the age wrinkles on Lady Erica's face doubling, and her gaze dripping with ruthlessness.

"And what makes you think that you even have a say?"

"Because with my help, Victoria can always get the heir and keep her right to the heiress of this family!" Saints' resounding words sent shockwaves rolling right through the crowd.