Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir

Unrelated, Mr Forbes

The line went dead right after, leaving me stranded. My trembling hands worked on the key boards, attempting to find a footage of what was going on.. An excruciating pain shot through my head, and my eyes were heavy to blink. Shaky, sweaty palms rubbed on them which in turn, earned me a small relief for the mean time. I concentrated back on the screen.

Nothing.... It was Blank.

'They broke the camera'

I jumped at the unexpected intrusion.. 'Donna..'

'Yes boss' she responded, her eyes still glued on the screen like there was something I couldn't see... Something other than the blankness that is being displayed

'Tell them to prepare the Private jet. We're leaving now!' I authorized, sounding downright aggressive. I didn't care... What I wanted now was to get to them, kill who had the guts to break into my home and take my family hostage....

A cuss word escaped my lips when the elevator didn't slide open after seconds of waiting. I raced to the stairs, taking three at a time..

'B