Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Four
As Ryan sat slumped on the chair in his bedroom, the food his chef had sent up still untouched in front of him after hours, his mind wandered to the events of the previous day. The call he received from Smith played in his head like it was happening again and he pinched his eyebrows in frustration. He had harboured hope that Smith had kidnapped Turner as that was the only enemy he could think of that would go to those lengths but after the call of the previous day, he was back to square one with no headway in sight as to Turner's whereabouts.The call with Smith had gone something like this:“I know you have Turner with you, Smith. You don’t have to play this dirty. Let him go and we can talk.” Ryan growled into the phone, annoyed that Smith even had the audacity to call him after holding Turner hostage.“What are you talking about, Ryan?” Smith asked, sounding innocent over the phone.“Cut the pretence already. Okay, tell me, what do you want? Why did you kidnap Turner.”“Kidnap? M
The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Five
"Are you sure you placed the recording chip on him?" Roberts asked Smith, clearly agitated with the discussion they were having. He was not sure Smith was doing as he was supposed to and it annoyed him because he was keeping to his part of the bargain. "I'm not a child. I am sure that the recording chip was in his pocket because I kept it there myself. I didn't tell anyone to do it and report to me." Smith replied, annoyed that Roberts kept questioning him like a little child confused about what he had done.He was tempted to do something rash as it irritated him that he was being questioned by Roberts who was below him but he reined his anger in because he needed him for certain jobs that he couldn't do himself. "It isn't just a recording chip. It's a tracker that's meant to monitor his movements,""And it's not doing that?""No its not" Smith gritted out, his face the poster child of annoyance. The questions Roberts kept asking chafed at him. "It was also supposed to monitor any
The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Six
Ryan walked down the sidewalk and got into a black car which was parked at the curb waiting for him. Evans had been in the area to pick up his wife’s cravings for Chinese as he was trying his hand at being more romantic and spending more time with her after her near death encounter with leukaemia. He had decided to catch up with Ryan for a minute in his car when he saw that he was also in the same place ordering dinner.“Have you heard any news about Turner? Any ransom calls?” Evans asked, sipping some sweet tea he got for himself. Ryan paused from bringing out the rolls he got and replied, his voice low.“Yeah, he was brought into the hospital last night.”Evans dropped his cup in the cup holder and turned to Ryan.“Why didn’t you call me? Last night was a long time ago.”“I came out of the operating room a few hours ago, dead on my feet. I was in no state to talk to anyone. I should have told someone to inform you.”“It’s no problem. How is he? Did he tell you anything about who kid
The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Seven
“Why don’t you come over then?” Rebecca said into the phone as she twirled a strand of her, a smile fixed on her face.She laughed at his sputter and got off the phone. She opened her messaging app and quickly typed in her address before sending it to him. She rushed around the house straightening things up in her already perfect, pristine apartment. Ryan on the other hand rushed to his room and got dressed. After making sure he looked good, he got into his car and typed Rebecca’s address into his GPS system. He was shocked that she invited him over but he would be damned if he didn’t take her up on her offer. She was extending an olive branch to him and like a starved man; he was going to take it without a second thought.While he was speeding down the highway in his convertible, the wind playing with his hair, his mind wandered over to Turner who was still not responding to treatment. He was in the same state as before and there were no signs of improvement. He had one hand on t
The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Eight
Immediately he put the car in park, Ryan jumped down from the car, eager to get into his house. In his hurry, he didn’t even remember to lock his car but there was no one who would steal it as it was a gated neighborhood with strict state of the art security and patrol officers.He opened the door, grateful that his housekeeper was in and he didn’t need to waste any time getting the door open.“Draco!” He called out as he walked past the foyer and up the stairs to his room. He didn’t know where his housekeeper was in the house exactly but the last thing he wanted was the elderly woman looking at him crazy because it would look like he was having a conversation with himself. “Master.” Draco replied, a voice in his head this time.“Why did the screen come up when I was with Rebecca?” Ryan asked, irritated. He was annoyed that he had to cut his time with Rebecca short and hightail it out of her house because of the screen that had come up.He knew that there was a lot of sucking up he w
The Hidden Heir One Hundred And Fifty Nine
“What exactly are you saying to me? I don’t understand all the medical terms you just mentioned.” Jessica said as she looked at the doctor from her seat at her mother’s side. The doctor blinked at her slowly.“Let’s have this conversation outside, please.” His voice was almost a whisper as he directed her outside the room her mother was lying in and then began to explain what he had said earlier in clearer terms.“What I am telling you is that your mother has no chance of living anymore. From her prognosis, she has at best, a few days to live. I’m sorry!”Jessica was shocked and she gaped at him for a while before she got her words back.“No, no, no!”“I’m sorry.” The doctor apologized as he shook his head.“No, doctor, there has to be something that you can do. My mother can’t just die like that. You can’t just abandon my mother like that.”“I’m sorry but there’s absolutely nothing more we can do for you. Her cancer has spread and eaten into so many of her organs. It is a miracle tha
The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty
“What I need is a hot shower, a hot meal and sleep. Exactly in that order.” Ryan muttered as he dragged his tired body into his house. He plowed straight into the shower in his room and proceeded to have his bath.He had just finished the first task he was given, which was to give out 100 million dollars to a hundred beggars in 3 hours and he was extremely tired, who wouldn’t? It had been a hell of a day and he wanted his bed badly.He quickly sent a text to the chef to send his dinner up because he didn’t have the strength to trudge downstairs. He laid on his bed covers, still tying his towel. He knew that if he got under the covers, he would be asleep faster than a light went out.Suddenly, his phone rang. He stretched his hand out on the bed and picked it up, his eyes squinting to see who it was and he was excited to see that it was Rebecca calling. He sat up in his bed and leaned on the headboard, his finger about to slide up to answer it when he stopped. He remembered the mann
The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty One
Ryan walked into the hotel where he was meeting Smith and went straight to the receptionist who was all smiles.“Good morning.” He greeted her before letting her know that he was supposed to be meeting with Mr. Smith and wanted directions to the private meeting room Smith had asked to be met at. It was a new upscale hotel that was the rave of town. It was no surprise that Smith had chosen the hotel for them to meet because it was a neutral ground as neither of them had shares in the hotel though there were rumors that Smith planned to acquire it. After all, he liked the way it was growing rapidly. “The maître d’hôtel will be here to escort you shortly. I will just place a call to him now.” The receptionist said after confirming his identity and checking that indeed Smith had reserved the private meeting room.Ryan nodded and took a seat in the lounge as she asked. He was not seated for long before the maitre d’hôtel appeared to take him to the meeting room. He stood up and after adj
Latest Chapter
- The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Six
- The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Six
- The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Five
- The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Four
- The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Three
- The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Two
- The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty One
- The Hidden Heir Chapter One Hundred And Sixty
- The Hidden Heir One Hundred And Fifty Nine