Rise of the true heir

Chapter 7

"For this that you have done, I am going to make sure that you pay for it. You are going to come back to me crawling on your knees for sure."

"Let's see who is going to come crawling first..." Andrew graveled back.

Seeing that none of them wanted to pull down their guard even for a Moment and end the unhealthy feud between them, Lena took a bold step, holding Clarke's hands firmly.

"Let's get going, let Least you know there is something that you have that he can never get and that is me." She whispered loud enough for him to hear.

Andrew clutched his hands with anger but it did not seem as though Lena was done with him yet as she brought out a card from her purse and shoved it on his face.

Even without looking at it, Andrew could tell that it was an invitation card.

"You are very much invited." She threw the card to the floor as they walked away from the place briskly.

A thought flashed through Andrew's hard and a dark smile hovered on his face. 

"Let's see how this marriage of yours is going to hold." He thought in his head.

Andrew made his way towards the gate staring at the majestic building that laid before him.

Even though he knew that it was soon going to be his, he could not help but draw a really deep breath at the sight of it.

Getting over to the gate, he brought out the card from his pocket and pushed it over to the guards for inspection so that Victoria would bring it to him.

But rather, the guard returned the card to his pocket and shot a deadly frown at Andrew leaving him a little bit confused.

"What are you doing? I am going to be late for the meeting with the stakeholders." He noted but instead, a burst of laughter escaped from the lips of the security officer and soon returned to a frown.

"I'm going to get the rest of the team now for the investigation." He noted but Andrew was even more confused than he was already.

"What the heck of an investigation are you talking about?" He inquired.

"Isn't it obvious, the family is in troubled waters now and you are taking advantage of the opportunity to cheat on the company..." He fired.

"Are you really for real right now? I need to see the assistant manager right away.."

"What's going on here?" A strange sound came from behind making the security officer shudder.

A lady pulled off right to the spot. Classic with the looks of a model coupled with her blonde hair stretching down to her waist.

"Isn't anyone going to give me a response? You all know that we are expecting a visitor today. And this is how you behave? Do you want to cause him any form of discomfort and get him into trouble?" She said in a half yell while the security officer was still bowing his head.

"I'm sorry about that Miss. Clara. I'm getting the situation under control as soon as I can."

"And that doesn't answer the question that I asked previously. Does it?"

"It's this major punk here that is trying to get his way into the company by pretending to be the president's son." He finally revealed.

For some moment, she was plugged into shock as she could not believe that anyone would even have the audacity to do that.

From what Mr. James had informed her, the meeting was supposed to be a secret because he didn't want his wife to know that he was going to reveal someone else as his heir, already knowing well that it was solely against her plan.

She turned around slowly towards the culprit but immediately their eyes met, she shrunk on her feet as her face broke into cold sweat almost ruining her makeup.

She shivered, getting the security officer confused as to what was happening.

"What's going on here?" He could no longer help but inquire since no one was ready to bring him out of his curiosity.

"Do you realize that this is the VIP that we are expecting?" He inquired.

The eyes of the man shrunk immediately. His heart was racing fast but he still found it a bit difficult to believe what was before him.

"But how is that even possible?" He inquired.

"You ask me how is that possible? How dare you." A slap landed on his face making him spit out the blood that had gathered in his mouth.

To convince him seeing that he was still finding it difficult to believe what was before him, the manager brought out her cell phone from her pocket and pointed out the picture to him.

"Now, tell me who that is." The frown that was on her face deepened even more.

His eyes skimmed through the picture and he shot a quick look at Andrew, trying not to maintain eye contact with him.

They were the same. He shivered at the sight of what he had done and his face broke out into cold sweat.

Dropping down to the floor, he looks straight to the floor, not daring to look up even for a single moment.

"Please young master Andrew Please forgive me." He pleaded still shivering like a little child but the manager only shot a scornful frown at him.

"I'm going to hand you over to the MFF.." she announced and he shuddered at the sound of that knowing that if he was taken to the committee, they could make any decisions.

"Please ma. Please forgive me. I am ready to do anything." He pleaded but the assistant president would not listen to anyone.

"Pester me more and I might consider increasing your punishment since you feel that you have not done enough already." She sneered and even though he was severely pained, that was enough to shut him up.

Miss. Clara turned over to Andrew with a sudden change of expression on her face.

"I'm very sorry sir. It's all my fault and I should be severely punished for it." She pleaded.

"It's okay. I think that we should get going now." He noted.

She led Andrew towards the large mall and they went through all the formalities of announcing him as the heir of the family company.

His prints were taken and after which, a loud cry echoed in the hall.

"Welcome back Young Master." The sound was a narrow escape from deafening his ears.

Afterwards, he returned with Miss. Clara to his new office.

"Do you think that my father is making the right decision? Forcing the position on me without the consent of my step-siblings." He inquired, feeling a little bit guilty.

"I think that this is the best decision. You are not going to understand until you meet your stepmother then everything will be clear." He explained.

A slight sigh escaped from his lips as his eyes skimmed through the details of the office. Then something caught his attention.

Some a few files on the table.

"What are these for?'' He inquired.

Miss. CLARA'S eyes traveled with his and they met with the spiral binded A4 papers that he was talking about.

"Oh. That. It's the application for the company that is going to lead the Norwiny project. It's usually once an heiress' time. Where you are going to explore another business possibility through another company."

"That is going to be your first task as you will have to pick the company with the best resume and potential too."

He walked towards the sheet and the first one caught his attention.

"Clarke..." The resume read and a dark smile hovered on his Lips

"Right in my trap."