THE HEIR OF BELCRAFT

Chapter 6

Lucas stared at them for a while, still lost in shock. He attempted to come down from the bed and this time, his only option was to run away because this was beginning to turn into a nightmare gradually.

"Sir, I am sorry but I think that there is a mistake somewhere because this can not be true. Just look at me. I am a nobody and how can I possibly be your grandson? I wish it was true but there is no essence of deceiving myself." Lucas shot the words swiftly out from his mouth, but Lord Randolph's lips only broke into a smile.

"I know that this would be hard for you to take in all at once so I am going to be patient with you." He mumbled.

"Just calm down and you are going to realize what I am trying to put across to you." He assured Lucas and he sat back waiting for the explanation that was going to justify this calm.

"So your father, my son, was the heir of the company. The only heir but that was before his death." He began and his voice broke.

It seemed as though this son or Lucas' supposed father that he was talking about died about a week ago. Lucas had heard rumors of it but he did not believe anything about it.

But too bad, that dead man just couldn't be his father. This just has to be a joke or as he had very much thought, a mistake.

The man that was standing behind the Lord rushed over to him and stared at him with so much rising urgency.

"Do you need anything, my Lord? Are you okay?" He inquired, with so much rising urgency in his voice but the old man nodded his head.

"I am fine. Just recounting old memories got me down." He sniffed.

He began his story again, staring right into Lucas' eyes who was trying as much as he could to place two and two together to assure them that this was all a mistake and nothing other than that.

"So as I was saying, your father before his death was thought not to have a child but he revealed otherwise a few hours before his death."

"He had a son with his late wife but he had sent this child out to live as a peasant for twenty years so that this child of his would not be spoiled." He explained.

"Wait, sir. What you are trying to say now is the fact that I am this child that was sent away and therefore, I am your heir?" Lucas inquired, staring right into his eyes, waiting for the response that was going to be given to him.

"That is exactly what I am trying to say, grandson. You are my only legitimate son right now." He informed Lucas.

But then, Lucas was still finding it hard to believe it.

"No this can't be true. It just can't be." He thought and he could feel tears forming at the corner of his eyes.

The old man rolled the wheels towards him and held Lucas's hands tightly.

"Just think about it, son. The birthmark that we found behind you, that was the mark that your father left and he told us to search for it. And after searching for it on everyone, you are the only one with the matching mark." He muttered, but Lucas was still finding it difficult for him to believe.

"As I already said, I knew even before I began the search that this is going to be a really difficult decision for you and I am going to give you a chance to think it over." The old man informed him and just the same way that he was rolled into the room, he was rolled back out.

The days grew older quickly and Lucas was taken care of like the king of his life but he was still somehow scared until one morning.

He heard a cracking sound from the door and he turned around towards it to see who it was.

It was his acclaimed grandfather and he was with the doctor.

"Lucas dear." He said with a broad smile hanging on his face.

"I think that you are better now and it would be time for you to be taken home." The doctor noted.

Lucas was taken off gently from the bed by the servants and he was escorted out of the hospital to a white luxury car that was so breathtaking.

He had lived in the shadows of penury and had never in his life thought about a life that could be as pleasant as this.

He got into the same car with his grandfather and the driver drove them to an unknown destination.

"So after that day, I have not gotten a reply from you." His grandfather noted.

"Gulp." A large lump went down his spine like a stone going down a rocky tunnel.

Right now, he did not even know who or what to believe. A part of him told him that it was true while the other part of him was telling him something different.

"I am confused, grand." He wanted to say but there was a sudden halt.

"I don't know what to say sir. All this just happened all of a sudden and I don't even know what to think. Voice, ideas, thoughts, they are clashing in my head." Lucas explained while the old man nodded his head.

"I understand everything that you are going through right now but just give it time. Soon you are going to get used to all this and this new identity of yours." He noted and Lucas nodded his head.

"Meanwhile, I will be taking you somewhere to show you something really important." He was informed.

The driver drove gradually and they finally drew a stop after a long ride.

"I think that we are finally here." He noted.

A guard came over to them from the other end and helped the lord into his wheelchair while Lucas stepped out from his car.

Before him stood a beautiful Mansion and the sight of it made his Lips fall apart in amazement. He had never seen a building so beautiful in all his life.

He was so lost staring at it for a while that even when his name was called, he didn't even notice.

"Grandson." The old man called again, snapping him off from his thoughts.

"Sir," Lucas replied, walking over to him and he noticed that a smile was hanging on his face.

"Do you like it, Lucas?" He inquired.

"Like it. That would be an understatement. The place is so splendid. Is this where you leave sir? It's so beautiful." He exclaimed.

"No Lucas, this is your new home." He muttered and Lucas turned towards him confused

"I don't understand what you are talking about sir." Lucas replied really confused at what lord Randolph just spat out from his mouth.

"The house is yours now."

He noticed a guard walking towards him with a few documents with his name on them stating that he was now the owner of the Large mansion.

It still seemed like a dream to him as he turned over to his grandfather.

"I can't believe this. I.." He wanted to say but he was so overwhelmed that his lips broke into a stutter.

"And that is not all, the car over there is yours too." His grandfather noted pointing over to a car at the far end.

Lucas could not explain how he felt anymore. He had always been treated like some piece of thrash and all of a sudden, he got all of this in more like a blink of an eye.

He saw a guard walking over to him and he was handed over a Golden card with a slight bow.

"Here you go, young master." The guard noted and Lucas took the card from him, staring at it for a while.

"What's this for Grandfather?" He inquired.

"That's a card to an account with a million dollars for your day-to-day expenses." He noted and Lucas's lips dropped.

"One million dollars?" He repeated.