THE VENGEFUL HEIR

A Little White Lie

Mia’s heart skipped a beat as Lord David Stevens entered the room.

“Grandpa? What are you doing here?” she asked, her voice trembling with surprise.

The old man stood tall, his stern expression cutting through the tense air.

As the head of the Stevens family, his presence here meant trouble.

Mia quickly guessed Yona had dragged him into this mess.

Yona’s scheming was clear now—she must have told their grandfather that Mia was an indecent person, so that her inheritage would be canceled! 

The goal was obvious: to tarnish Mia’s reputation, then she could compete as a new heiress.

Yona’s voice cut through the silence like a blade.

“I knew it,” she sneered, her tone cold and triumphant.

“You’ve been sneaking around all this time. Now we’ve caught you. Tell me, Mia, are you trying to humiliate our family? And with this tramp?”

Her finger pointed at Liam with disdain, her eyes narrowing.

Lord David folded his arms, his brows furrowing deeply.

His disappointment was palpable as his gaze hardened.

"Why am I here? Mia, you make Stevens ashame! How could you just sleep with...a random guy, and in such a broken motel!"

Mia’s heart raced, panic bubbling beneath her calm exterior.

She hadn’t anticipated Yona involving their grandfather.

“What do you have to say for yourself, Mia?” Lord David asked, his voice stern.

Mia took a deep breath, forcing herself to steady her nerves.

“I’m not having an one night stand with a random person, Grandpa,” she said firmly. “Liam’s my fiancé.”

Yona’s reaction was immediate. 

"Ha! She’s lying!” Yona bursted into laughter. “You think we’re fools?” 

“Admit it, Mia. This man is not your fiancé. You were caught having an underground lover, and now you’re spinning this ridiculous lie to cover it up.”

She turned to Lord David, her voice pleading.

“Grandfather, we can’t trust someone like her to lead our family. She’ll destroy everything we’ve built. Are you really going to let that happen?”

Lord David’s expression didn’t waver as he continued to study Liam intently.

Yona noticed his hesitation and pressed further.

“If this man is truly her fiancé,” she said with a sly smile, “then she won’t mind telling us his name. What family does he come from? The Stevens don’t marry beneath our status.”

Mia opend her mouth, but she had nothing to speak.

What can she say? Tell them that Liam was from the "Billionaire family"? That was so ridiculous!

Yona’s trap was closing in, and she didn’t have an answer.

Her mind raced as she struggled to recall Liam’s last name, but it eluded her.

Her hesitation spoke volumes, and the room grew suffocatingly silent.

Lord David’s eyes narrowed, suspicion flickering in his gaze.

Just as Mia was about to falter, Liam stepped forward.

He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and whispered, “Let me handle this.”

Straightening, Liam turned to face Lord David and Yona with a calm confidence.

“My name is Liam Moran,” he said smoothly. “Mia and I just got engaged. I'm not a random guy or an underground lover.”

His voice was steady, and his gaze shifted to Yona, cold and unyielding.

“I suggest you show some respect to my fiancée,” he added, his tone low and threatening. "Or I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Yona’s face twisted with anger, her voice trembling with indignation.

“How dare you threaten me?” she hissed. “Do you have any idea who I—”

“Moran?” Lord David interrupted, his eyes widening in astonishment.

“You said your name is Liam Moran? The grandson of Shawn Moran?”

His voice was softer now, laced with disbelief.

Recognition dawned on Lord David as he looked at Liam more closely.

Could this really be the grandson of his old friend, Shawn Moran?

He had heard the name before but had never seen the man in person.

His stern demeanor shifted to one of amazement.

Lord David stepped forward, his movements brisk.

He extended a hand toward Liam, his face lighting up with a proud smile.

“So you two are really engaged? How did you know that you have a marriage contract?” he asked eagerly, glancing between Liam and Mia.

Mia blinked, her confusion evident.

“What contra..”

Liam interrupted her, smiled and said, "It all came from a coincidance, Lord David. Grandpa Shawn told me to find Mia here, and I was attracted by her somehow...I didn't know she is THE Mia I need to find. This must be the destiny. "

Lord David’s smile broadened as he clasped Liam’s hand.

“This is wonderful news!” he exclaimed, turning to Mia with excitement.

“It puts my mind at ease. Tomorrow morning, you’ll go register your marriage. Then we’ll throw a grand celebration!”

Yona’s face darkened, her mouth opening to protest, but Lord David silenced her with a wave of his hand.

“This discussion is over,” he said firmly.

Mia forced a smile, her stomach churning with unease.

Her grandfather was convinced, but she couldn’t shake the tension in the room.

As Lord David left, deep in plans for the celebration, Mia turned to Liam.

Their eyes met, and her breath caught at the intensity of his gaze.

His expression was unreadable, his lips pressed into a thin line.

A flicker of something unspoken passed between them, making her uneasy.

Mia swallowed hard, her thoughts racing.

What the...?