Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir

An Outcast!

Chapter 8

~ Christain~

'I expected you to recognize me right away. If not my face, my voice at least' he snickered.

'Cut it out. What are you here for? Abduct me again? Slice my throat open or persuade me desperately to leave?'

His facial appearance hardened.. He tapped the space beside him. 'Come Sit. We have a lot to talk about. Dear brother'

My anger turned into astonishment as I cocked my head. 'Brother? What right do you have to call me that?'

He tapped the sofa once again. 'If you really want to know then sit.. I'm afraid my neck would fall off from staring up at you if you remain that way'

I folded my arms. 'Your presence makes me down to earth uncomfortable.' 

'What are you proposing? That I leave?'

'Yes. Please do.'

'Aren't you interested in what I've got to say?'

I shook my head. 'Forget it. I don't want to listen to whatever you've got to say' I bawled.

He adjusted his suit. 'You should be interested. A little piece of information can save your life'

My chin jutted out stubbornly. 'Thank your star that I've got no valid evidence against you. I would have landed your filthy ass in the station now!' I retorted angrily.

'Even if you do, father will definitely come to my rescue' he said amusingly.

I clenched my fists. 'Leave my office, right away… I'm not in for seeing your face around anymore'

I heard him heave a sigh and I got madder when he relaxed more into the sofa. 'You're getting so much nerves for a man who just came into the family. Besides, I'm your elder brother. Its necessary that you Accord me some respect'.

Acting on crazy impulse, I moved closer to him, gripped him by the collar of his shirt. 'One more word from you and you'll wish you're dead' I rasped, breathing hard.

He violently grabbed my wrists, push them off his collar and rose to his feet, maintaining eye contact as he dusted the part of his shirt where my hands gripped.

'You might not want to accept this but it's better that you know you're an outcast..'

I scoffed mockingly. 'An outcast? If I were really that, you wouldn't be afraid of me being around. You wouldn't desperately find means to send me far away. Maybe it's the other round. You're the real outcast. Brother' 

He maintained a calm composure.

'Christain Forbes. I'm really going to advise you this time as a good brother. Leave this place. Go away.. somewhere far from here. Drop the thoughts of being an heir to this company because you'll never succeed. The position is rightfully mine' he grimaced, his palm resting on a side of my shoulder. 'Leave! Go back to being Dylan. Life will be majorly peaceful for you that way'...

He winked and made way to the door. 'Father's birthday is coming up in three days. I'm sure he'll 

invite you over. He'll be eager to show his real son to the world.' he let out a short laughter and exhaled sharply. 'Watch your back. Don't say I didn't warn you. Dear Brother!'

He walked out and shut the door sharply…

I released a breath I didn't realize I was holding and collapsed on a chair. So he's the son of my father. The fake one the workers were whispering about.. Father probably had him with an1other woman or married his mother…

My guard came in not long after. 'Boss. Are you alright? I saw him leave just now. Did he say or do anything rash?'

I ignored all of his questions and asked mine. 'Who is he?'

'Mr. Audrey? He's chairman's step son. Chairman got married to his mum ten years ago… Since then, he has accorded the title of being the chairman's only son and the potential heir of the Forbes. Your presence is definitely a huge threat to him.'

'How come I'm only hearing about this now?'.

The lines on his forehead creased. 'You're just hearing it now? Th… that mea… means Chair… man said nothing a… about it??' he stammered.

'Absolutely nothing'

His shoulders sank in. 'I'm going to lose my job now. He probably didn't want you to know. Now, I've spilled the beans..' he lamented quite audibly.

'Rest assure. I'll tell him I heard from Audrey himself. You're dismissed'