THE VENGEFUL HEIR

Liam's Gift

Liam turned toward him, "What?"

"I've been told to inform you that there's a welcome banquet hosted at Space Company tonight to welcome you as the new CEO of the company."

"Cancel it." Liam's voice sliced through the air with conviction.

"But...Young master, it's Mr. Micheal Young wanted to invite you to the banquet. In fact it was him who prepared this bank card and Ferrari..."

Liam frowned and interrupted Jack's words, "Just go straight."

"Mr. Young is our most faithful underling, his daughter got a weird sickness and he wanted you to heal her..."

Jack replied, his face tinged with nervous.

“Cancel it. I'll help him, don't bother to make those boring banquets.” Liam demanded. 

He did not need to explain himself to anyone, but also did not want to waste anymore time.

30 minutes later, Liam arrived at the Stevens mansion, pausing at the gate to confirm the address written on his phone.

The mansion towered before him, grand and imposing, with ornate columns and expansive windows exuding wealth.

He exhaled deeply and walked inside, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpet in the foyer.

An elderly butler in a crisp black suit approached, bowing slightly as he greeted Liam with a polite smile.

“You must be Liam Moran. Lord David has been expecting you; this way, please,” the butler said, gesturing down a wide corridor.

The heavy doors of the Great Hall opened, revealing a long table set for dinner and a chandelier glittering overhead.

Mia froze at the sight of Liam, her expression shifting from surprise to irritation in an instant.

“What are you doing here?” she asked sharply, her tone cutting through the silence like a blade.

Before Liam could respond, an angry voice echoed from the doorway, loud and commanding.

“My daughter cannot marry him!” Melissa Stevens stormed in, her face flushed with indignation.

Her gaze landed on Liam, and her lips curled in disdain as she took in his modest shirt and scuffed shoes.

“Is this some kind of joke? My beautiful Mia with this... this nobody?” Melissa said, her voice rising as she pointed at Liam.

She turned toward Lord David, standing composed behind her, and snapped, “Father, have you lost your mind?”

Lord David’s expression remained calm, though his tone carried a weight of authority as he replied.

“Melissa, enough.”

The tense exchange was interrupted by the arrival of Yona, Mia’s elder sister, who entered hand in hand with her husband, Carl.

Yona’s sharp eyes scanned the room, lingering on Liam before her lips curled into a sly smile.

“Grandpa wants Mia to marry him for real? That’s... I thought he was joking.” 

Yona said, her tone neutral but her eyes gleaming with malice.

Melissa whirled toward Yona, her frustration mounting. “Do you hear this nonsense? Your sister marrying that?”

Yona tilted her head thoughtfully.

“If Grandpa believes this is best for Mia and the family, I won’t oppose it.”

"After all, Grandpa just slapped me for...my future brother-in-law, he must have his idea."

Everyone stared at her in disbelief.

So, the old lord had made the final decision? He even slapped Yona, just to show his support to this poor guy?

Melissa’s anger flared further, her voice trembling with frustration as she shouted, “This is ridiculous! What will people think of this family?”

Yona stepped closer to her, she smiled evilly.

Even though she failed to frame Mia for being indecent, but marrying a poor guy like Liam? It was even better for her!

After all, her husband Carl was way better than Liam.

In this way, David Lord would definitely reconsider who would inherit the Stevens family!

“Liam may be poor, but we should respect grandpa's decision, right?” 

She smiled hypocritically.

Mia looked at her sister warily, sensing ulterior motives behind Yona’s unexpected support.

Melissa, however, was unmoved, declaring loudly, “This marriage will not happen! Mia deserves someone worthy of our name.”

Lord David raised his hand to silence her, his voice turning firm. “This decision is final, Melissa. Liam is my choice.”

Yona smiled evilly, satisfied that the arrangement would harm Mia’s position in the family.

Feigning concern, Yona said, “But shouldn’t Liam have brought a gift to show his sincerity?”

Her husband, Carl, chimed in smugly, “I gave Grandpa a rare Chinese red emerald worth a fortune. Surely Liam has something to offer?”

Mia lowered her head in quiet embarrassment, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on her shoulders.

"Grandpa, it all happened in a sudden..." Mia tried to explain for Liam.

But Liam smiled faintly interrupting Mia's words.

“My apologies, Lord Stevens,” he said evenly. 

“I wasn’t prepared to meet your family so soon, but I hope this will suffice.”

“This card has a credit limit of one hundred million dollars. Please accept it as a gift to the family.”