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THE ONLY HEIR chapter 127
I sat down on my bed. It was warm and soft. I felt the need to lay on it and drift off to sleep but I wasn't sleeping and I knew it. It was still raining, heavily. I stared at his bed just as how Bridgette stared at that window without noticing that it had started to rain. How long would that bed remain empty?. If Bridgette never came into the picture, everything would have been better, I and Asher would have still remained friends, wouldn't we?. Of course we would. I never truly had any friends, Asher was the only friend I ever had and he was a great friend. He was like a Hermes in my life. He was strong, a romantic, a teacher: A Hermes. I stood up and I walked into the bathroom. I poured some water into my hands, from the tap, it was warm and soothing. I splashed it on my face. Twice. Damn Bridgette, she let me walk into the rain, she didn't force me out, but I couldn't bear to stare in the room with her. She didn't care about me, though, s
THE ONLY HEIR chapter 128
It was half past twelve in the afternoon. I knew that Anderson would be having a lecture. I turned open the door knob and peeked in, he wasn't in the room. I took my luggages, all four of them and I slipped out of the room the same way I slipped in. When I got to the hotel, I opened the luggages to check if I had packed everything. Inside the third travel bag, I saw a note. It said, from Anderson Andersons. I studied the note for a while without reading it. He had written me a note. I decided that it was time to read the note. “Asher. I saw the look in your eyes when you were about to leave me in the rain that day, you didn't really want to leave me, you were just too angry and you made the decision out of anger and now I come home to find your suitcases lined up. Except from the suit case, there's no signs of you. I know all the types of Asher, I know that because you showed all of your sides to me, consciously and otherwise. The Asher I saw leaving me in the rain
THE ONLY HEIR chapter 129
I woke up and I got dressed. I got a call from home, Jack was coming to pick me up. I went downstairs to find Jack standing in front of the car. He had a small smile on his face, it was weird because jack never had small smiles, he always had big smiles. Wide weird looking smiles. “Hey Sonny." He said to me.“Hey Jack." I said smiling back at him. He didn't return the smile, he just looked at me as if he wasn't seeing me. I shrugged and got into the car. The drive towards home was not as long as the drive to the university. I walked into the house expecting to see my dad in his study. I walked to his study but it was empty. The whole house was oddly empty. Empty and still. Nothing had changed, not even a vase had been moved. I went downstairs, just then Jack was walking into the house with my luggages.“Jack."“Yes?."“Where's my dad."“Oh, your dad."“Yes, my dad."“He'll be waiting for you, he's in his bedroom."“It's Thursday." I told Jack.“Of course."“He's mea
THE ONLY HEIR chapter 130
“Was I that much of a bad person?." I asked him. " You had to leave me with nothing. ““No, you're not a bad person son, it's not about you, it's about your children. I did it for them."“Bullshit. How could you do this to me, how could you do this to your own flesh and blood."“You won't understand now, but maybe later, you will."“Understand what? That you gave off everything and left me without a dime.?."“No, I didn't leave you with nothing. I left you with a good life, you won't be as busy as me son, you would have kids and live a normal life, spend time with your family, stop to admire the sky and the flowers…."“And live in a shack?." I asked him cutting him off. “It's funny you mentioned a house. I sold the houses too son."“You have to be kidding me."“I'm not." He said looking straight at me.“Why?."“I just told you why."“Your reason didn't add up."“What do you mean didn't add up?." “Your reasons are senseless. There must be a truth behind them that you're trying to hid
THE ONLY HEIR chapter 131
It was the day of my father's funeral. The house was packed with a billion people that I had never seen in my life, it made me feel like a tiny black dot in the midst of gigantic black dots. I felt small and suffocated. People came to me and they greeted me, but I knew that they didn't care if I hanged myself with a table cloth in the middle of the room, they would still go on their separate ways. Every now and then my tie would feel so tight it would be choking me, so I had to adjust it. I heard the light splattering outside and I went to the window to take a look. It was raining. I felt a yawn escape my mouth. How long would these bloodsuckers stay here?.I turned around when I heard my name being called. It was a man, who looked like my father in height and size.... Before my father's illness.“If it isn't the only heir." The man said smiling. “Anderson, how are you doing?." He asked me. I tried to force a smile, I didn't know the damn man.“You don't
THE ONLY HEIR chapter 132
I left the man standing at the foot of the staircase and I went to my room. I paced the room. Nobody knew that I didn't have the money. I needed to do something before they found out. If they find out my world would end, I would have to find a place to stay and I would have to live without money. What was my dad thinking when he made his decision. I had better find something. I was still pacing when the idea Crossed my mind, the donation... It would work, rich people give out money because it made them feel good about themselves. They would give me money because they wanted to feel good.... Giving money to an Andersons... They could even print it in the papers. I went downstairs. I took a bottle of alcohol from the bar and I poured my self a drink. I didn't want to get drunk or drink to the extent that things would be blurry, I just wanted to quench my fear of public speaking. I went to take a glass of champagne and a spoon from one of the tables, I worked myself to
THE ONLY HEIR chapter 133
A letter from Carlyle Larson. ' It's been seven months since your father's funeral Anderson. I hope you mean what you said when we met. I'm going to remind you, not because I think you've forgotten but because I want you to remember your own words. You asked me to help you, but it's been seven months and you haven't reached out to me, even for a single advice. I hope to hear from you when you receive this letter. Sir Carlyle Larson. 'Another letter from Carlyle Larson. ' Son, I wrote a letter to you about three months ago and yet, it went unanswered. I know that all is well, I've seen the progress of your company in the national papers. There are things I would like to point out to you because I'm experienced, I've been in the business world for ages now. I hope to hear from you soon. Yours _ _ Sir Carlyle Larson.'Yet another letter from Car
THE ONLY HEIR chapter 134
I saw the surprised look on her face when she recognized me.“Bridgette." I said stretching out my hand for a handshake. “Bridgette, meet Anderson Andersons, the youngest billionaire in the globe." I saw Mr Larson's hand on his daughter's shoulder, I saw him give her a little tug. “Come on Bridgette, say hi to Anderson."“It's a small world." She said taking my hand. She looked, more elegant. More better than she looked two years ago, more beautiful, too. Her hair had grown lengthty and it was shinny, so was her pearls.“I didn't expect to see you here." I told her.She laughed. “I'm supposed to be telling you that, you're in my house you know."“I didn't know this was your house." I told her.“If you knew would you still come?. “she asked me. There was something new about her now... I couldn't quite pin it. “Do you two know eachother." Mr Larson asked me." Yes daddy, I met him at the university. “ She said looking at her father." Is this true. “ The man asked me h