18. I Need A Heir

Chapter Eighteen

*Ring Rinngggg Ringgggg*

Stella's grandfather dialled Declan's number early in the morning. Declan, who had fallen asleep while working on his laptop, was jolted awake by the ringing. He answered the phone, his voice groggy.

"Hello?" Declan said, trying to shake off his drowsiness.

"Declan, it's me, Stella's grandfather," came the voice from the other end of the line. "I hope I didn't wake you up."

"No, no, not at all,Good morning Sir" Declan replied, sitting up in bed. "Is everything okay with you, how is your health?"

"I'm fine, thank you," Stella's grandfather said. "But I wanted to talk to you about something important."

Declan, now fully awake, listened intently.

"I've been thinking," Stella's grandfather continued, "about your living arrangements. I heard rumours that you've been staying in the penthouse at some luxurious hotel, but I think it would be better if you moved back into our family house."

Declan was surprised by the suggestion. "Oh, um, why